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"Why, you don't even want to say hello?" Luo Tan took a few steps forward, as if crossing the dividing line between darkness and light, the outline of his face was outlined deeply and charmingly by the warm-toned light.

Shan Yufei didn't expect to meet him here, his eyes were fixed on his face, and it took him a long time before he subconsciously squeezed the inspection sheet in his pocket and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I miss you, does this count as a 'thing'?" Luo Tanshen kicked the low plastic stool by the table, took out a few inferior paper towels, and wiped the surface of the stool twice.

The paper towel was immediately stained with a layer of oily black ash.

"Tsk." Luo Tanshen threw away the tissue, didn't bother to be particular about it, and sat down unceremoniously, his eyebrows and eyes curved, and the light dripping from the end of his eyes could be called affectionate, "Since you asked for leave to skip work, then I I just had to run this way.”

Shan Yufei gradually let go of the fingers holding the inspection sheet, put away the two plastic shopping bags with the words "Good Life Clothing Wholesale Market" printed on her face as usual, and said softly, "It's not necessary."

"No need?" Luo Tanshen seemed to have heard a joke, his voice suddenly sank, with obvious provocation, "but I am willing. I want to see you."

Shan Yufei let out a shallow breath, did not look away, but did not reply.

At this time, the boss walked quickly with the hot rice noodle casserole, shouting "be careful" while putting the dark brown pot on the small wooden table, and was about to take out disposable chopsticks from the pocket of the apron when he suddenly noticed There is an extra person, "Hey, two people? Then wait, I will bring another small bowl."

Shan Yufei looked up, "No need, he doesn't..."

"Then thank you." Luo Tan smiled politely at the boss.

"Thank you." The boss waved his hand, "But the two of you just eat one pot? Maybe it's not enough."

"It's okay." Luo Tanshen said, "I'll finish eating in a while, and I'll ask you for another pot."

"Good!" The boss quickly brought a small black bowl, and put a pair of chopsticks on the small bowl and the pot respectively, "Eat slowly, you two."

The corners of Shan Yufei's lips tensed slightly, but he didn't move his chopsticks immediately, "This is a roadside stall."

"I know." Luo Tanshen acted like a master, and took the lead in scooping it up from the pot, "What is this? Fried dough sticks? Can fried dough sticks be cooked in rice noodles?"

"The food at the roadside stalls is not hygienic." Shan Yufei's voice was very low, and the surroundings were noisy, only Luo Tanshen could hear it.

Luo Tan gave a deep shake to his hand holding the chopsticks, and the fritters fell into the small bowl.

"It's getting late, let's go back." Shan Yufei said, "You can't get used to these things."

"How do you know I'm not used to it?" Luo Tanshen picked up the deep-fried dough stick again, bit his head down, and immediately frowned.

"Boss, I want a bottle of mineral water." Shan Yufei quickly waved to the boss, "Please hurry up."

There was a layer of boiled oil floating on the casserole rice noodles. Although the temperature had cooled down now, there was some hot soup wrapped in the fried dough sticks. Luo Tanshen was inexperienced, so if he took a bite, he would naturally burn his mouth.

"Here we come!" The boss brought mineral water, and he was delighted when he saw it. "Hey brother, our deep-fried dough sticks are delicious, so you have to be patient before eating them."

Shan Yufei unscrewed the bottle cap and put it beside the small bowl, "Drink some water."

Luo Tanshen felt ashamed, but he was not in a bad mood, and the irritability he felt when he was drinking in Lingdu not long ago dissipated.

He licked his hot lips and smiled, "You really care about me."

Shan Yufei ignored him, got up and went to the stall to get a clean small bowl.

Casserole rice noodle is a kind of food, everyone has their own way of eating, many girls like to eat slowly in a small bowl, some boys who are not so particular like to eat it in casserole.

Shan Yufei doesn't pay too much attention, and is used to eating directly in the pot.But Luo Tanshen didn't seem to want to leave, so he had to bring a small bowl and put a chopstick of rice noodles into the small bowl.

Unexpectedly, just as soon as it was clamped, before I had time to scoop out the soup, there was an empty bowl in front of me.

Luo Tanshen smiled half-smile, propping his chin with his right hand, "Share me some."

He hesitated for a while, put aside the oil in the pot, and picked out the rice noodles silently.

Luo Tan took a deep look in his eyes and said with a chuckle: "You are so careful, do you think I can't eat gutter oil?"

Shan Yufei's fingers trembled slightly, and half a spoonful of soup came out.

"I'm not as delicate as you think." Luo Tanshen took the bowl of rice noodles and suddenly thought of An Yuxin who was called "Little Prince".

Only people like An Yuxin can be called squeamish.

He snorted, "Thanks, though."

"En." Shan Yufei responded, and began to bury his head in eating rice noodles.

Luo Tanshen said "not squeamish", but after taking a sip, he didn't want to eat it.Although the oil had been skimmed off, the soup was full of monosodium glutamate and various seasoning additives. He couldn't get used to it, so he simply put down his chopsticks, slightly bent his captivating eyes, and looked at Shan Yufei openly.

And that small bowl of rice noodles and fried dough sticks was a waste.

Shan Yufei could sense the gazes gathered on her face, but she didn't raise her eyes to meet Luo Tanshen's gaze. She ate the rice noodles and drank a bowl of soup as if no one else was there before looking at Luo Tanshen.

"It's really clean." Luo Tanshen said.

Shan Yufei stood up and lifted the plastic bag beside him, "I'm going back."

In the alley is the motorcycle manufacturer's area, Luo Tanshen followed a few steps, "You just left?"

Shan Yufei stopped, his figure stretched very long by the streetlights.

"Why don't you go upstairs and bring me ginger jujube tea?" Luo Tan's deep smile disappeared, "Don't say you don't know."

"I'm not an employee of the housekeeping department." Shan Yufei's tone was devoid of any emotion, as if stating something that had nothing to do with him.

Luo Tan approached deeply and looked into the depths of Shan Yufei's pupils.

Shan Yufei didn't back down because of this.

The two were so close that they could hear each other's breath.

For a moment, Luo Tan sneered deeply, "I'm chasing you, do you think you can escape?"

When Shan Yufei returned home, Shan Shanhai was still awake.He took out the newly bought cotton coat, "Grandpa, try it."

"It's costing money again." Shan Shanhai sighed, "I stay at home all day, and I can't wear new clothes. You keep them and change between the two."

Shan Yufei laughed and said, "This is for the elderly, do you want me to wear it and be laughed at by others?"

Shan Shanhai had no choice. After trying it, he quickly put it away, staggered towards the kitchen, took out the dumplings from the refrigerator, "Let me cook some dumplings for you."

"Grandpa, go back to the house and rest." Shan Yufei didn't want the old man to be busy, so he helped Shan Shanhai back.

A bag of frozen dumplings was placed on the desk. He wanted to take back the refrigerator, but he rubbed his stomach with his right hand.

Half of a bowl of rice noodle casserole was wasted for no reason. I was not full and my stomach was still empty.

Thinking of rice noodles, he couldn't help thinking of Luo Tanshen. He pressed his eye sockets tiredly and helplessly for a moment, pulled himself together, lit the fire to boil water, counted out a dozen dumplings and put them in a bowl, waiting for the water to boil.

And Luo Tanshen was humming a song and driving, and his appetite also came after the depression in his heart was cleared. On the way, he called Aunt Zhou and ordered several suppers.