sugar in dreams

"Boss, a bowl of beef vermicelli and a basket of soup dumplings."

"okay."

Wang Qing shyly leaned over and said, "This little brother, please excuse me."

"This little brother, I return this Wu Xie."

Feng Jianyu was drinking vermicelli soup, when he heard this sentence, he sprayed it directly.

"The one we met just now was in that Wenxuan bookstore." Wang Qing pretended not to hear, and continued to talk.

"Oh, that stupid Gong."

Feng Jianyu almost spit out the food in his mouth again, he quickly sat down with the fans.

"That suffers."

Feng Jianyu took a sip from the fans and said, "You can't judge your offense based on your height. Look at me, how can you say that you deserve to attack a person like this?"

Beef vermicelli and soup dumplings were brought over by the boss. The handsome boy took a soup dumpling and swallowed it first, and then said slowly: "Generally, it would be fine to attack each other under such circumstances. Isn't this a [-]+[-]=[-] problem."

"What [-]+[-]=[-]?" Wang Qing was confused.

"My name is Yong Yuechen, and you can call me Queen. This problem is that when two attacks meet, one must suffer."

"Why is it called Queen?"

"That's what they call me, anyway, that's what it is."

"Well, are you a local?"

Yong Yuechen took a sip of the vermicelli soup and said, "Yes."

"Seeing that you are also a fellow, can you recommend some scenic spots with few people to us?" Wang Qing tried hard to pretend that he was a serious person.

"Tsk tsk! There are many people in the National Day Museum, why don't you spend a day in the hotel. You can also make sauces to enhance the relationship."

Feng Jianyu sucked away the last sip of fans, and said, "Do you have blue pot friends with such a vicious tongue?"

Yong Yuechen glanced at Feng Jianyu noblely and coldly, and said, "I'm not old yet."

This is the beginning of an epic friendship.

After eating the vermicelli and soup dumplings (paid by Wang Qing), the queen exchanged phone calls with the two of them contentedly, and planned to take the two foreigners on a night tour of Qinhuai.

"Actually, I haven't been on a boat on the Qinhuai River since I was [-] years old." After getting on the boat, Yong Yuechen gave two outsiders a critical blow of [-] points.

"Why?" Wang Qing acted more and more like a fool (fog).

"Because the Qinhuai River is super stinky. I remember that I seemed to vomit directly into the boat. Back then, it was still a pedal boat."

After hearing this, Wang Qing pulled Feng Jianyu up to go ashore.The queen quickly said: "Come back, come back, now it has been treated, and it doesn't stink anymore."

Feng Jianyu then pulled Wang Qing to sit down.

The painting boat goes all the way from Zhonghuamen Wengcheng to Dachengdian Square.

Ten Li Qinhuai, the land of fireworks since ancient times.

What I can see now is just a strip of scenery, looking at lights and people.The oldest bridge has collapsed, and what is seen now is a brand new reconstruction bridge.

"Smoky cage, cold water, moon cage and sandy place, mooring Qinhuai at night near the restaurant. The businesswoman doesn't know the hatred of subjugation, but she still sings flowers across the river." Wang Qing seems to like reciting poems to pretend to be forceful recently.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha, which poem is not good to read? You have to ask for flowers, ah ha ha ha ha!" The queen burst out laughing.

Feng Jianyu also patted Wang Qing's chest muscles with a smile: "It's a failure to pretend."

"Then you have a song."

"Come as soon as you come. Sing for you, Jinling Qinhuai Night."

[Strongly insert Mo Mingqi's wonderful song]

After the singing, all the tourists in the boat clapped their hands, clapping, clapping, clapping~

The next day someone also posted on Weibo, Keke, I will not mention this for a while.