In this compartment, Xiao Liu worked hard and finally persuaded Hu ben to come down.
At the other end, Jiang Fuyue, who had just left queen, ran into an acquaintance.
Jiang Hua is hugging a woman out of the bar next door.
The woman wore a close fitting skirt and outlined her hot figure. She was the one who had dinner in Yufeng kitchen at noon.
Jiang Hua may drink a little too much, his cheeks are slightly red, his eyes are also a little dazed, his collar is torn open and his mouth is open.
Another big bellied middle-aged man asked him to stay: "President Jiang, it's only a few laps. Why are you leaving? We haven't had enough!"
"No, no..." Jiang Hua waved his hand. "I can't compare my drinking capacity with President Qiu. I'd better go first to avoid losing face in a moment."
President Qiu laughed: "you are still so modest! In that case, I won't keep you. It's better to give you the order of Huasheng. Let someone come and sign the contract tomorrow."
Jiang Hua immediately beamed with joy: "thank you, brother Qiu! I'll have a good drink with you another day!"
"All right, all right." the middle-aged man waved and turned in.
When the cold wind blows, Jiang Hua stands straight. Where is half drunk?
A pair of eyes are wide awake.
The woman smiled: "Congratulations, President Jiang. We can make at least $35 million."
Jiang Hua smiled and pinched her on her waist: "you are still sweet and coax the one surnamed Qiu around."
"Hiss... Be gentle... It hurts!"
When Jiang Hua heard the speech, instead of letting go, he made more efforts. His eyes reflected a deep black light, and the undercurrent surged: "say, where did the old thing touch you?"
The woman turned pale and barely kept smiling: "how can I let him touch it? I've tried to avoid it several times, but it's you..." she bit her lips wrongly and burst into tears, "I'll help you get such a big list. You not only don't read my good, but also doubt people..."
Said, Yingying weeping, pear blossom with rain.
Jiang Hua's heart softened at the sight of those peach blossom eyes that seemed to have been washed by water.
He put on a soft voice: "well, I just asked casually. Why did you have so many tears and complaints? What do you like? Let Xiao Zhang buy it for you tomorrow."
Women twitch, but they can't stop sneering.
Ask casually?
Oh... When she can't hear it?
While making her dress up to accompany the guests, she thought she was robbed and unclean.
Don't let her show up if you can!
But not overdo sth., women are afraid to make complaints about their faces.
"Well, I can do whatever I want."
Jiang Hua was very straightforward: "of course."
"But not enough."
"Huh?"
The woman leaned against his chest and said, "you have to stay with me tonight. Don't go home."
Jiang Hua frowned.
"Is this very difficult? How long have you not been to my place for the night? Why, the wild flowers smell too long and feel the fragrance of home flowers again?"
"What nonsense?" the man scolded lightly. "I've been busy these days. I've had a trip in the middle. How can I go to your place?"
"Should I not be busy today?" the woman pursed. "I helped you get such a big list. Don't you deserve this reward?"
Jiang Hua knew that she had really made great contributions, and was very useful for women's jealous and sour appearance. He relaxed and said, "OK, I'll go crazy with you today. Don't sleep until dawn!"
"Bah - it's not serious!"
Jiang Hua laughed and took her into the car. As soon as he sat in, he kissed the window before he could close it.
Women take the initiative, men enjoy it, and then turn away.
Jiang Fuyue took back her sight and gave a light tut.
Unexpectedly, her second uncle is nearly 50, and he is as anxious as a young man.
It's amazing to hit it twice a day.
"Miss?" Liu Jinzhong looked at her, meaning to ask her whether to take care of her.
Jiang Fuyue looked straight at her and said, "I'm home."
Liusi followed.
Liu Jinzhong glanced at the two entangled people not far away - they are old and disrespectful!
As soon as Jiang Fuyue entered the house, she smelled a fragrance.
Jiang Xiaodi put his slippers in front of her.
Jiang Fuyue touched his head, changed her eyes, and floated to the kitchen: "Dad is making a midnight snack?"
"No. dad hasn't come back yet."
Jiang Fuyue walked in, and Jiang Xiaodi followed her.
Since it's not Jiangda, there's only
"Mom, what are you doing? It smells good!"
Han Yunru turned back, and her face was not painted. When she saw her sister and brother coming in, she smiled gently: "pumpkin yam cup."
Jiang Chenxing sniffed like a dog and circled around his sister's and mother's legs: "want to eat..."
Jiang Fuyue couldn't help smacking her mouth. Cough, she also wanted to.
Han Yunru: "don't worry, it's not good. There are... Two minutes left."
Two minutes later, the lid was lifted. After a white fog, a round pumpkin appeared in the pot.
Han Yunru put on insulated gloves and took out the pumpkin and put it on a prepared plate.
The brothers and sisters gathered together, head to head.
Han Yunru took off her gloves and pried open the cover of the pumpkin with a knife to reveal the thick yam soup inside.
The original white is mixed with a few threads of pumpkin yellow, which is pleasing to the eye.
Han Yunru washed the spoon and handed it to her sister and brother one by one.
After Jiang Fuyue dug a spoonful and put it into his mouth, Jiang Xiaodi did it.
"I haven't done it for more than ten years. How does it taste?"
Jiang Fuyue was so hot that she couldn't speak. She could only nod her head and thumbs up to her mother.
Little brother Jiang was so hot that he bolted: "... Eat well!"
Han Yunru immediately smiled, her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be soaked in water, sparkling and flashing a gentle clear wave: "eat slowly, no one grabs, one or two are not afraid of scalding..."
Jiang Fuyue ate a few mouthfuls and gave all the rest to Jiang Xiaodi.
As a result, the guy not only ate the yam, but also hollowed out the whole pumpkin.
His mouth was covered in a circle, and he also stretched out his tongue to lick it cleanly, which was somewhat more than enough.
Then Baba looked up at Han Yunru: "Mom, is there anything else?"
"There is only one pumpkin at home."
"... oh." little face mourned.
Jiang Xiaodi said, "I haven't eaten before..."
Han Yunru: "it's hard to do. I haven't done it for many years."
"Has that sister eaten?"
Han Yunru calculated the time. She used to do it when she lived with Mrs. Jiang. Later, she and Jiang Da went out alone and didn't do it again.
"Neither."