dangerous love song

The car parked in an empty parking space, and Naomi Lunju entered directly from the main entrance of her shop. The atmosphere in the shop was still as quiet and warm as usual.A waiter told him that the eggs were already boiled, and they were soaked in cold water in a porcelain bowl on the counter.

Zhimei Lunzhu looked back at Long Jue who was lazily following, and then walked straight to the kitchen.

On the clean stove, there is an ordinary porcelain bowl standing quietly. There is half a bowl of water lying in it, almost covering the egg shells. The eggs with shells sink horizontally at the bottom of the bowl. As long as the water moves, it is easily absorbed by the water. about.

Zhi Meilunzhu's fingertips dipped into the water, feeling the heat released by the eggs, and the water was warm.He gently picked up the egg and felt it was warm, not hot, so he smashed the tip of both ends on the stove and began to peel the eggshell.

Long Jue stood by the door, watching Zhimei Lunzhu peel the eggshell dully.

The white, tender and beautiful egg white lay in Zhi Meilunzhu's palm, but Zhi Meilunzhu broke it open without mercy, and dug out a complete egg yolk ball.

"Do you eat egg yolk?" He suddenly turned his head and said such a sentence.

Long Jue looked at the egg yolk in his hand, walked over generously, picked up the egg yolk from his palm, put it directly into his mouth, bit a few times, swallowed, and then said: "Is there any water to drink? The egg yolk is so dry..."

Zhimei Lunzhu has no free time now, and while adding half a spoonful of water to the pot, she replied: "It's on the table, you can get it yourself."

Long Jue turned his head, looked at the table, and walked over.

Zhimei Lunzhu turned on the stove, and when Long Jue was drinking water, she walked up to him and pulled his torn sleeves, tearing out a piece of fabric the size of a palm.

Long Jue couldn't help being puzzled: "Think my clothes aren't bad enough? Another big piece of shit..."

Zhimei Lunzhu stood in front of the sink, turned on the faucet, rinsed the piece of cloth, wrung out the residual water, and used it to wrap the egg whites.

"I don't need your clothes and rags, where can I find gauze?"

The water in the pot boiled and was steaming hot.

Zhi Meilunzhu gently lifted the lid of the pot, held the upper end of the cloth with his right hand, put the wrapped egg white vertically into the boiling water, took it out after soaking it, squeezed out a little hot water, turned the stove to a low heat, and then Order Long Jue: "Sit on the stool, sit up straight and don't move."

Long Jue obeyed obediently, moved a stool and sat down.

Zhi Meilunzhu tightened the cloth wrapped in egg whites, rolled the tightly wrapped egg whites into a ball, and pressed the bluish purple spots on Long Jue's face, and rubbed them lightly.

Long Jue couldn't help blurting out: "It's so hot...it hurts..."

Zhimei Lunzhu calmly said: "You have to carry the result you made yourself."

Long Jue grabbed his hand and frowned: "No! It's too uncomfortable, stop rubbing it..."

Zhimei Lunzhu said seriously: "I won't do it for you, so don't complain to me in the mirror from now on, saying that I won't cure your face!" I feel that Long Jue is no longer as cute as he was when he was a child, and it will only increase his own beauty. Annoyance and temper.

Long Jue thought about it, and was also afraid that what Zhimei Lunzhu said would become a reality, so he let go of his hand, and reluctantly let Zhimei Lunzhu roll and rub his face with this hot thing. Knead away.

He stared at Zhimei Lunzhu's face at a close distance. The skin on Zhimei Lunzhu's face, which was so delicate that the shape of pores could not be seen, and her beautiful facial features were clearly displayed in front of his eyes.

He was stunned for a moment, and when Zhimei Lunzhu turned around and returned to the stove, he couldn't help saying: "Zhimei..., I just realized now that you seem to have never changed."

Zhimei Lunzhu put the egg white wrapped in the cloth into the boiling water again, and replied, "What hasn't changed?"

Long Jue recalled, and said: "I remember when I first met you, you were only seventeen or eighteen years old. Now that you are in your 30s, you are still the same as that time. Why haven't you aged? You are already old at this age. Wrinkled..."

Zhimei Lunzhu walked over slowly, took the thing, and rubbed and rolled it on Long Jue's bruised face again.He calmly replied: "I am a vajra with an immortal body."

Long Jue was dubious: "Really...? There are very few skin care experts on this plateau. Are you a skin care expert? I don't think I've seen you apply yogurt cream, facial mask or anything like that."

Zhi Meilunzhu pursed her lips and did not answer.

Long Jue looked at Zhimei Lunzhu from a close distance, and after watching for a long time, his heartbeat accelerated unconsciously.He knew what this meant, and he couldn't help thinking of the village dream he had dreamed intermittently before.

Zhimei Lunzhu, just like the impression in the dream, was so beautiful that he moved his heart.

Zhimei Lunzhu straightened up, turned around for the second time, returned to the stove, turned off the stove, and said to him, "Okay, you can go home and rest."

Long Jue stood up and walked out of the kitchen briskly.

In the quiet residence, Long Jue was sitting on the sofa, leaning against the soft sofa back, holding a Rilakkuma doll in his arms, unknowingly dazed, hesitating whether to put himself against Mei Lunzhu's kind The special feeling told Zhimei Lunzhu.

The other party's age is not a problem, Long Jue doesn't mind the year-end relationship, but what he is most worried about is that Zhimei Lunzhu will mind the gender.As long as you care about gender, as long as it is for this reason, you can simply reject a person's love.

Long Jue kept thinking about this problem, and after a long time, he began to feel a headache.

He hugged the Rilakkuma doll, lay on the sofa, changed his way of thinking, and pondered about love strategies.

When Zhimei Lunzhu came home, he saw that Long Jue had fallen asleep holding the Rilakkuma doll. He muttered "how to sleep on the sofa", walked to the sofa generously, and snatched it away. Rilakkuma.

Because of a little force, the dragon awakened.

Long Jue opened his eyes, propped up his upper body, and sat down obediently.

Zhimei Lunzhu put the Rilakkuma doll in the space above the sofa, and walked into the kitchen at home without saying a word.

After a while, the sharp sound of a knife falling on a chopping board came from the kitchen.Long Jue got up involuntarily, walked slowly to the kitchen door, looked at Zhimei Lunzhu, and asked, "I want to eat stewed potatoes with minced meat."

Zhimei Lunzhu took the time to reply, "I didn't buy potatoes today."

Long Jue lowered his head slightly, and asked again: "Chili beef sauce and eggplant are also fine."

Zhimei Lunzhu replied while chopping vegetables: "There are no eggplants either."

Long Jue was puzzled, and blurted out: "Then what will I have for dinner!?"

Zhimei Lunzhu replied: "You have wounds and bruises on your face. It is best not to eat chili meat sauce and soy sauce."

Long Jue wondered: "Are you letting me eat grass these few days..."

Zhimei Lunzhu put down the kitchen knife, turned around and walked to the refrigerator, and opened the refrigerator: "Anyway, these days are very light, you can eat or not as you like."

Long Jue had no choice but to admit defeat, so he said: "...just don't be tasteless."

Zhi Meilunzhu raised her eyes, glanced at him lightly, took out the ingredients and turned around again.

Dinner is fried fish with tomato sauce, a plate of stir-fried small rapeseed vegetables, and pork trotters with scallions and white slices.It is very simple, and the taste is light and delicious. In short, it can make Long Jue have the appetite to eat two and a half bowls of rice.

The next day, Long felt that the wound on his arm was no longer painful, and the bruise on his face also disappeared a lot, he couldn't help it immediately, and went out to fool around by himself again.

Someone cared about him: "Brother, you were seriously injured yesterday, is it okay today?"

He replied disapprovingly: "How could that bastard really cripple me, don't worry, I'm fine, maybe I can take revenge today."

Someone agreed: "That's right, big brother fights so hard, how could that bastard really hurt big brother."

He took the last sip of his drink, threw the bottle into the trash can, and walked slowly through the narrow alley.

"Where is brother going?" another voice asked.

"Walking around," he replied.

"Aren't you going to collect money today?" Another voice asked.

"I had such a fierce fight yesterday, I should have a good rest today, and recharge my spirits!" He replied, walked forward, and left the alley.

What a bunch of bastards who are not afraid of death!There are no injuries on your body, but there is still a thread stretched on my body!If this arm is useless, I will have no future in the future!And... Naomi is so strict now, maybe... really just throw me like trash...

Long Jue walked slowly on the sunny street, whispering to himself uncontrollably.

He passed by a bookstore, and quickly backed away, standing in front of the door, looking at the Chinese characters 'Guxiu No Bookstore' and the corresponding Bachang characters on the sign.

Inside the store, when a Bachang girl walked by the door, she found him standing outside the door, smiled and said 'Welcome' and walked away.

Long Jue suddenly felt a little moved, and walked in.

The store is very quiet, and the lights are on, creating a bright environment. The criss-crossed wooden large bookshelves and short bookshelves are neatly placed with all kinds of books of all kinds. A few figures are walking or standing, or Sitting down, although he was quiet and did not speak, it was lively in silence.

Long Jue wandered casually to a tall bookshelf, glanced at a book, was very interested in the title of the book, and took it down casually to read.

This is a trendy book that analyzes the horoscope and the direction of love.

Long Jue was even more interested. While flipping through the book, he thought to himself: I don't know what constellation Zhimei is?I seem to have never heard him say the date of birth... Alas!Take your time and take your seat,... This one seems to be quite similar, and this one is also a bit similar. Which one is it?

When he looked up, it was already getting dark outside. He looked around and found that there were fewer and fewer people looking for and reading books. He turned the book in his hand to the wrong side, looked at the price, and put one hand into the mouth. He took out his pocket and took out the only old banknote - 20 yuan.

He took the book without hesitation, went to the checkout counter, and put 20 yuan on the table.

The Bachang girl sitting there found him a dime note that wasn't too badly worn.

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