On the Making of Steamed Bun [Net King]

June came quietly. Gan Meiya closed the comic book in her hand, glanced at the handsome men and women on the cover, and let out a long breath. After more than three months, she finally finished reading the book. Sure enough, she It's not suitable for this kind of girly manga.Gan Meiya took a bite of the milk lollipop in her mouth, and only heard a "click", and the rich milk fragrance filled the whole mouth, sweet but not greasy, making her squint her eyes.

The right eyelid twitched several times without any warning, a thought flashed through her brain quickly, but she didn't have time to reach out to grab it, Gan Meiya frowned, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, thought for a moment, finally gave up, she will The comic book was placed on the desk, he propped his chin with one hand, yawned, and shook the mouse with the other hand, the blacked out computer screen lit up, and a dialog box popped up. Ya's eyes lit up, and he quickly picked up the phone at hand, thought for a while, exited the call interface, and sent a message.

In the music classroom, the man sitting in front of the piano felt the vibration of the mobile phone in his trouser pocket. He took out the mobile phone and glanced at it. He was taken aback for a moment, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and put the mobile phone back into his pocket. His slender fingers were in black and white. Dancing on the keys of the piano, a melodious tune floated out from his fingertips.

As night fell, when she came out of McDonald's, Gan Meiya shuttled through the various counters of the department store with a cup of Coke in her hand. After a while, she was carrying various bags of various sizes in her hand, and she got into a sports brand again. store, picked up a pair of sneakers from the shoe rack, looked at them carefully, and a sweet voice sounded behind him: "Welcome, how can I help you?"

Gan Meiya thought for a moment, then turned around and raised the shoes in the hands of the shopping guide lady standing behind her: "Give me a pair of size 42, black."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The shopping guide showed a bright smile on her face, "Do you need anything else? We just arrived today with some new clothes."

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the light gray sports suit hanging on the hanger. Gan Meiya put the shoes back on the shoe rack, walked to the suit, and picked it up. The style of the clothes was simple and looked very refreshing. She put them on After making gestures in front of him, the sweet voice of the shopping guide rang in my ears again: "Are you going to buy it for your boyfriend?"

Boy friend?Gan Meiya was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly: "It's just friends."

"Hehe..." The voice of the shopping guide was even sweeter, "Our company has also released this set of sportswear for women, do you think you want to buy a set for yourself?" A set of the same light gray sports suit with a similar style, except that the men's trousers are long trousers, while the women's trousers are cropped trousers.

Gan Meiya was a little moved by what she said. She put the bag in her hand on the ground, reached out to take the women's sports suit from the shopping guide lady, raised her hands, and two clothes were presented in front of her. She bit her lip slightly Flap, the appearance of wearing a sports suit on the body appeared in the brain.

"If you buy two sets, I can apply for a discount from the company for you."

As a woman, when you hear the word discount, you will feel a little dizzy. Gan Meiya stuffed the two sets of clothes into the arms of the shopping guide lady at the same time, and made a decision: "Men's clothes should be plus size, and women's clothes should be medium." code."

"Okay. Is there anything else you need? We have this shoe..."

Before the shopping guide could finish speaking, Gan Meiya shook her head, "That's all. If it doesn't fit, can I come back and change it?"

"Yes, as long as the tag is not removed." Although Gan Meiya interrupted her, the shopping guide lady still had a sweet smile, and she quickly found out the clothes and shoes that met Gan Meiya's needs, and sent them to the counter .

Billing and paying were all done in one go, and when Gan Meiya came out of the sports brand store, she had two more bags in her hand.She looked down at the watch on her wrist, looked up and looked around, determined her location, and looked for the elevator to go downstairs.

Just after Gan Meiya turned around, three people, two men and a woman, walked out from the store next to the sports brand store. The older man stared at Gan Meiya's figure disappearing at the escalator, and then turned to look at the older man. The younger boy asked, "Didn't you say that your aunt is on a business trip?" His tone was full of teeth gnashing.

The young man adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, his brain spinning at high speed. Under his father's stare, the young man replied, "Probably... just come back from a business trip, and then buy me a birthday present."

"Really?" The man was dubious.

"Follow up and take a look." The corner of the woman's mouth slightly raised a shallow arc, and said.

"Yeah." The man nodded emphatically, "Let's go."

The boy followed behind his parents, took out his phone from his trouser pocket, and just unlocked the interface when he heard his father's voice without any emotion coming from the front: "Sadaji, who are you going to text?"

"Uh...no, no, I just want to see what time it is." The boy had an idea and quickly found a reason.

"Is it over now?"

"……Um."

"Then put the phone back."

"……Yes."

Standing at the entrance of the department store with big bags and small bags, before he could flag down a taxi, he heard the phone ringing in his satchel. Gan Meiya took out the phone with one hand and glanced at the message displayed on the screen. Name, a warm current gushed out from the bottom of her heart, she pressed the call button: "Taro?"

"Where are you?" The deep and magnetic voice was transmitted along the radio waves to the auditory nerve.

"Ginza." Gan Meiya was a little lost, but quickly recovered, and replied.

"Are you done shopping?"

"Well, ready to go."

"Wait for me, I'll be there soon." Without waiting for Gan Meiya to answer, she hung up the phone, she stared at the phone in a daze, the corners of her mouth raised involuntarily, is it because the window period is too long?Why am I always moved by this kind of thing recently.

The "soon" in the man's mouth was really fast. One minute later, a black Toyota Camry stopped in front of Gan Meiya. The door of the driver's cab opened, and a man in a suit and leather shoes came out. He walked quickly. In front of Gan Meiya, she glanced at the large and small bags on the ground, without frowning, opened the door of the back seat, and put all the spoils of the woman in front of her into the car: "Go home."

"...Mmm." Gan Meiya nodded.It turned out that in his subconscious mind, his house had become hers at some point.

The man opened the co-pilot's door, Gan Meiya got into the car, he fastened her seat belt, closed the door, returned to the front driver's seat, shifted the gear, released the handbrake, stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove away slowly Ginza.

"What did you have for dinner?" The man gently turned the steering wheel, and the car drove into the fast lane.

"McDonald's." Gan Meiya raised her hand and stroked her hair before saying.

"...It's better to eat less of this kind of foreign fast food." The man frowned in disapproval. The last time he saw her eating McDonald's was with a young boy.

"Only once in a while." For some reason, when facing him, Gan Miya was always shy like a little girl.

"Sister-in-law stewed soup at night and kept it hot. I'll go back and have a bowl later."

"Yes."

The melodious piano music sounded in the carriage, and the man stopped talking. Gan Meiya turned to look at the man's profile, pursed her lips, and asked, "Are you eating nearby tonight?"

The man froze for a moment, and quickly understood the meaning of Gan Meiya's words. He looked straight ahead and replied, "I'm having dinner at home tonight. Usually my sister-in-law goes shopping, and my elder brother also goes out around this time." Pick her up, I think you should do the same, so calculate the time to get out of the house."

"Miss Masako is so happy." Gan Meiya withdrew her gaze and looked ahead, with the corners of her mouth always raised in an arc.

The man turned his head and glanced at Gan Meiya, but didn't speak.

"This car looks familiar." The man driving the car muttered.

"There are a lot of people who drive Toyota Camry in Japan." The woman sitting in the co-pilot said lightly.

After hearing what his wife said, the man felt familiar, he frowned, and suddenly a message flashed in his brain, and he slapped his thigh: "I said why the license plate number looks so familiar, it turned out to be his car. "

"He?" The woman didn't understand what kind of divine "he" the man was talking about in her husband's mouth.

"It's Meiya's colleague, that Taro, we've all met." The man suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment, "I just said why the man looks so familiar, it turned out to be him. He was with Meiya Together? Why didn’t you hear Meiya mention it? I asked her some time ago, and she said she would prepare a dowry to marry me over.” Thinking of this, the man became furious, “Stinky girl, if I didn’t find out early, I wouldn’t have Know when to be concealed."

"Sakaki Taro." As an accountant, Kaneko's memory is much better than her husband's.

"Well, yes, that's the name." Gan Shuli nodded, and continued, "Such an excellent boy... a man, it's okay to match my Mei Ya, and Mei Ya shouldn't suffer hardships with him, but I don't know Does his family get along well, and will Meiya suffer if she marries..."

Gan Ezi glanced at her husband, and just reminded lightly: "Be careful when driving."

"Yes... I know." Gan Shuli clenched the steering wheel with both hands.

Qian Zhenzhi, who was sitting in the back row without saying a word, sneaked his hand into his trouser pocket again. Just as his fingers touched the phone, he heard a chilly voice from the front: "Zhenzhi, what are you doing?"

"...No." Qian Zhenzhi raised his head and looked forward, and his father's serious face was reflected in the rearview mirror.

"Are you planning to inform your aunt?" Gan Shuli, who was getting closer to the truth of the matter, would never allow such a situation to happen.

"...No." Qian Zhenzhi shook his head quickly.

"If you still want to preserve those bottles and so-called dried juices in your room, then give me all your thoughts away."

"……Yes."

"Give your mobile phone to your mother for safekeeping."

"……Yes."

After finally reviving his majesty, Gan Shuli straightened his body, stared at the Toyota Camry of the same model and different color driving ahead without blinking, and held the steering wheel tightly in his hands.

Qian Zhenzhi obediently handed over the mobile phone to his mother, and leaned back. Now it seems that he only asked his aunt to have a telepathic connection with him, and turned the car around.

Unfortunately, God did not fulfill his wish.

The author has something to say: Oh, my nephew is coming out again

PS: There are still people who remember Zhanlan, so happy, so happy