The private restaurant that Qiao Wei mentioned opened in a residential area with a sense of time in the south of the city. From the outside, it looks like a slightly dilapidated deep house compound. There is no signboard outside. The prosperous area of ​​the city is in two different eras.

Luo Wangshu followed Qiao Wei into the wooden door. There were two elderly people over sixty years of age sitting on the edge of the corridor in the courtyard chatting. When he saw them coming in, he laughed kindly and said, "There are no seats today. Next time, make an appointment early." .”

Qiao Wei made a gesture to Luo Wangshu, indicating that he would wait for him at the same place, walked up to the old man, bent down and said something in a low voice, with a decent smile on his face, matching his delicate appearance and slender figure , this modest and courteous junior looks particularly pleasing to the eye.

After hearing what he said, the two old men laughed, looked at Luo Wangshu who was standing in the courtyard and nodded, got up and patted Qiao Wei's shoulder, and walked into the backyard.

Just as Luo Wangshu was fascinated, Qiao Wei suddenly raised his head and smiled at him, walked back to him, and led him into a simple and simple wing room on the east side of the courtyard.

"Didn't you say that there are no seats?" Luo Wangshu knew that the dishes in the private restaurant were limited in supply, but he didn't expect Qiao Wei to be able to persuade them to add another table.

"The owner of this shop is an old friend of my grandfather's. He used to live in Kyoto." Qiao Wei picked out a box of tea leaves from Duobaoge, made the tea skillfully, poured another cup and pushed it over, his movements were like flowing water, So elegant. "I felt that the environment here is suitable for the elderly, so I moved the store here."

Luo Wangshu showed the original expression, and took a sip of the tea cup to his lips, the light tea fragrance filled his lips and teeth: "I didn't expect you to know how to tea art."

"I know a lot of things." Qiao Wei was not self-effacing, she picked up the teacup without touching the cup with her fingertips, and raised her eyebrows at him with a smile. "You can slowly understand."

Looking at the smiling face of the other party, Luo Wangshu secretly regretted that if Qiao Wei could not be so rogue and procrastinate, it would be a pleasure to look at such a face every day.

The two of them chatted one after another, and Luo Wangshu suddenly realized that Qiao Wei was really a knowledgeable old scoundrel. As long as the other party didn't deliberately provoke him, the two could chat quite well in a calm state. .

It didn't take long for the dishes to be put on the round table one by one. The appearance and taste were excellent, and Luo Wangshu ate so much that he didn't even have time to pay attention to Qiao Wei's banter later.

"Eat slowly." Qiao Wei curled his fingers and tapped the table with his knuckles to remind him. "If you like it, we will come again next time."

Luo Wangshu chewed quickly, swallowed everything in his mouth before saying: "I'm in a hurry to go back and read your manuscript."

Qiao Wei looked at his serious eyes, and couldn't help laughing: "It's easy to accumulate food after eating so fast." He paused, leaned forward, supported the table with his elbows, and got close to Luo Wangshula, bending his eyes Look at him: "Still, do you want to go for a walk in the park with me after dinner to cultivate a good relationship?"

Luo Wangshu stopped picking up the vegetables, and squeezed the chopsticks hard to resist the fact that the plate at his hand didn't directly smear Qiao Wei's face.

He picked up the porcelain bowl that was always empty at Qiao Wei's hand, smiled and filled a bowl of seafood soup for him and pushed it over, and added half a bowl for himself to drink: "If Mr. Qiao can deliver the manuscript as soon as possible, our relationship will be fundamental." There is no need for more training, and you can directly reach the point where love is stronger than gold."

Qiao Wei curled his mouth and stirred the thick soup with a porcelain spoon. He lowered his eyes for a while before taking a sip: "Love is stronger than gold, how can it compare to love as deep as the sea."

He looked calm when he drank the soup, but the speed was very slow. After Luo Wangshu finished his portion, Qiao Wei only drank half.

Luo Wangshu hesitated for a moment, and asked him: "Do you not like this?" After finishing speaking, he added: "If you don't like it, don't drink it." He thought the thick soup here was delicious, and the ingredients were enough , I wanted to find something to stop Qiao Wei's mouth just now, so I served him a bowl, but I didn't expect that the other party would not like it.

"How can I do that?" Qiao Wei poured the thick soup into his mouth unhurriedly, and even ate the clams and shrimps in it. "My daughter-in-law took the initiative to serve me the soup, and I have to finish whatever I say."

Luo Wangshu choked on his words and stared for a long time, almost laughed angrily, couldn't help kicking him under the table: "Who is your wife! What are you screaming for!"

"I'm so pitiful." Qiao Wei didn't dodge or dodge, and he just endured it.

Fortunately, Luo Wangshu also controlled his strength, this kick was neither light nor heavy, it was nothing.

He directly held the porcelain bowl in his hand, drank the remaining thick soup in one gulp, pulled out a tissue and pressed it to the corner of his mouth, and looked over pretending to be sad: "My daughter-in-law just proposed to me with a rose this afternoon. You don't want to recognize me tonight."

The feet that were about to recover suddenly started to itch again.

Luo Wangshu chuckled, and was about to kick again, Qiao Wei dodged this time sensitively, and when he kicked to the ground, he pressed up and pinned his ankle firmly, "You still beat me domestically."

"When did I propose to you?" Luo Wangshu also lost his temper after being quarrelled with him under the table, and said to him with a smile on his face. "Besides, there is no daughter-in-law who proposes marriage. If you really want to talk about it, you have to be my daughter-in-law."

"This afternoon, you almost poked a rose into my nostril." Qiao Wei easily restrained his ankle, with a calm and indifferent expression on his face. "It's my husband's fault for letting you take the initiative. I will definitely make it up to you in the future."

"I hope it's a real gun." Luo Wangshu kicked his other foot, but was also caught by the opponent. After struggling several times, he couldn't get away, so he had to admit defeat.He turned his ankle and tapped Qiao Wei's calf with the tip of his toe. "release!"

As expected, Qiao Wei withdrew his strength, and Luo Wangshu stepped on his feet the second he broke free from the shackles, and then quickly shrank back as if afraid of being bitten by something, which made Qiao Wei smile even more. .

After eating, they walked out of the wing room. The two old men were still sitting by the corridor, half-lying on the reclining chair leisurely, the wrinkles at the corners of their eyes deepened because of their smiles, and they talked in a low voice while looking at the flowers in the yard.

Qiao Wei took Luo Wangshu and walked over to say hello to the two before leaving together.

"Are they the owners of the restaurant?" Luo Wangshu put on his seat belt and turned to ask him.

"No." Qiao Wei drove him home. "They are chefs. The boss is in the backyard and rarely comes out."

"The boss is an old friend of your grandfather, why don't you go to see him?" It seems a little impolite for the junior not to visit the elder when he arrives at the elder's house.

"He likes to be quiet." Qiao Wei smiled. "For him, if there is nothing to do and hang around in front of him, it is considered respect."

There is a public parking lot two intersections away from Luo Wangshu's home. Qiao Wei parked the car in it, unbuckled Luo Wangshu's seat belt, and opened the car door.

Luo Wangshu was startled, Qiao Wei asked him to walk back by himself?

"Let's go, it's not far from your home." Qiao Wei also got out of the car, walked to him and patted him on the shoulder. "You eat dinner in a hurry, if you don't take two steps to digest and digest, you may feel uncomfortable in your stomach before going to bed."

Luo Wangshu's heart warmed up: "...I can just walk back by myself. Your home is quite far away, so go back quickly."

"I ate too much." Qiao Wei pushed him forward without any explanation. "I also need to take a walk to digest."

In Luo Wangshu's impression, Qiao Wei was an image of an old hooligan who played tricks and played tricks. He suddenly became so gentle and considerate, which made him a little uncomfortable.

The street lights cast a layer of light on Qiao Wei's silhouette, making it look more eye-catching than the exquisite luxury goods in the window of the jewelry store on the side of the road.

Luo Wangshu listened to what Qiao Wei said with a smile, and cast his eyes on him from time to time, for a moment he felt his whole body was ironed, and his heart was so soft as hell.

He suddenly felt that it would be a pretty good thing to be friends with someone like Qiao Wei.

Qiao Wei bent his eyes, grabbed Luo Wangshu's shoulders, and leaned on him: "After all, you are like a five or six-year-old child from the neck up. It is not safe to walk alone at night without an adult."

That bit of soft ironing post shattered into powder at once, and drifted away without the wind blowing.

Luo Wangshu grabbed his wrist and threw it back without changing his expression: "Go back to your nursery!"

"I'm a nursery school teacher, and you are my little friend." Qiao Wei hung behind him with a smile, no matter how much he pinched her, she would not let go.

The end of July is mid-volt, and even at night, there is still a bit of sultriness in the air.

Luo Wangshu and Qiao Wei almost got into a fight. The former tried every means to throw the latter off his body, but the latter stuck to his back tightly like brown candy, saying nothing to let their bodies show the slightest gap.

When the two of them walked to the bottom of the apartment building like this, Luo Wangshu's back was sweating from Qiao Wei's sticking, and the hair on his forehead was also soaked in a thin layer of sweat, covering it obediently, reflecting his fairer skin Transparent.

"...Go down for me." Luo Wangshu was grinding his teeth so hard that his breathing was already unsteady, and this tossing all the way made him start to pant a little. "it's too hot."

Qiao Wei walked to his side, slid his right hand to his back and began to stroke him: "Next time, I will carry you behind my back."

In fact, Qiao Wei didn't put any weight on Luo Wangshu at all. He didn't press you down to make you feel heavy, but he insisted on sticking to you to make you feel sticky and hot.Luo Wangshu felt tired because he wanted to get Qiao Min down, and Qiao Min deliberately played with him again.

"Who wants you to carry it!" Luo Wangshu raised his eyes and stared at him, twisted his shoulders and took a step forward, not letting Qiao Wei continue to touch him.

Qiao Wei looked at those clear eyes that were reflected by the light and moonlight, and his heart felt as if he was being scratched by a soft and tender paw, the itching was unbearable and comfortable.

When Luo Wangshu walked into the building, the impatience subsided a lot, and it was more comfortable.

Just as Qiao Wei became more and more comfortable and the corners of his mouth became more and more curved, Luo Wangshu immediately exploded when he returned home.

The first thing he did when he walked into the bedroom was to turn on the computer, insert the USB flash drive, click on the document, and roughly checked Qiao Wei's manuscript. There was nothing wrong with the content, but...

Luo Wangshu howled and threw himself on the bed, couldn't help but patted the bed and rolled around twice.

Do something!Do something!Do something!

He knew it was not that simple!

The author has something to say: In fact, after Lao Qiao recognized Xiao Luo, he really worked hard on the manuscript, and the manuscript was really finished.

The delay in handing over is not only to let Xiao Luo continue to look for him, but also to...

We will reveal later.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like