Chapter 186

"Hello? "Director of business."

"What unit did you come from?"

CEN Qinghe holding a mobile phone, some embarrassed way: "business director, I'm not at home, I'm in the supermarket, or you come later?"

Sure enough, Shang Shaocheng replied without giving face: "what time is it? Lunch or dinner? "

CEN Qinghe knew that he was not good at it, but he could not help criticizing Shang Shaocheng. I usually call him, Ya is still sleeping in bed at 12 o'clock. I don't know if the sun is coming out of the north.

Compensate smile, cen Qinghe embarrassed way: "get up late, did not expect you also get up so early."

Shangshaocheng there quiet for a few seconds, and then said: "where the supermarket?"

"Well?" CEN Qinghe beautiful Mou tiny stare, uncertain ask: "do you come over now?"

Shang Shaocheng said, "well," but Cen Qinghe couldn't refuse, so he had to report his position.

Shangshaocheng has always been very purposeful. After asking what you want to know and saying what you want to say, you can't say a word more and just hang up.

CEN Qinghe looked at the time on the screen of his mobile phone. It's only over ten forty now. Did he stay up all night or set the alarm clock to get up for dinner?

Dare not to Shang Shaocheng how, cen Qinghe rolled his eyes staring at the mobile phone.

Pushing the shopping cart, it's no hurry now. Cen Qinghe simply enjoys the rare time of getting up early for shopping.

In contrast, as soon as Cai Xinyuan entered the major shopping malls, she was like playing chicken blood. She could walk all day without stopping. CEN Qinghe prefers to go shopping in supermarkets, daily necessities area, food and vegetable area. Anyway, she can find happiness in such simple things, which is very easy.

When Cen Qinghe was standing in the fresh area, facing a few plucked chicken, he was tangled with black chicken, whether the stew was good or the stew was good. Suddenly, a male voice came from behind: "can you make chicken?"

CEN Qinghe's first reaction is to look back. It's a good look. Shang Shaocheng doesn't know when to poke her behind.

He's wearing a light blue cotton and linen shirt, which is very soft and comfortable to watch. He's wearing light casual pants, which makes him feel warm and gentle.

At this time, his handsome face, which would look sideways when he passed by, did not look at Cen Qinghe, but at the chickens in the freezer.

CEN Qinghe was startled. After a few seconds, he said, "director Shang, when did you come?"

Shangshaocheng said casually, "I see you here from a long distance. Can you see who is more delicious?"

Meet choking, cen Qinghe no trace of the shriveled mouth, she blind will feel that he looks very comfortable today, very gentle, snake is a snake, even if the outside grow a layer of hair, it can't be a rabbit.

"I'm not sure whether it's chicken stew or soup stew," Cen Qinghe said

Shang Shaocheng finally took a look at her. There was no makeup on her face. She was pure. This is not the first time he saw her plain face. He saw her the last time she touched porcelain in his home. Just that time, he was so miserable that he didn't look at it carefully.

Women have always been a strange species of two people before and after makeup, and Cen Qinghe is no exception. Used to the beauty of her make-up, now she is not only ugly, but also comfortable.

In fact, when she doesn't make up, her facial features are also very good-looking. Her eyebrows are long and dark, and her eyebrow tail is slightly raised, which blurs her heroism and flattery. It's a unique temperament.

Shangshaocheng looks at her at once. During this period, there are many old people in the supermarket. She is the only one who is young. She is wearing a short skirt T-shirt, pushing a shopping cart, and her long hair is hanging on her head.

"Make soup." He said faintly.

CEN Qinghe immediately turned to the supermarket staff at the other end of the freezer and said, "please help me get a black chicken."

As soon as her voice dropped, she heard Shang Shaocheng beside her saying, "anyway, I don't like soup very much."

CEN Qinghe instinctively looked at him, pick eyebrow way: "don't like to drink soup, why do you let me cook soup?"

Shang Shaocheng looked at her and said, "if it's hard to drink, I won't drink it. Anyway, there's food to eat. Do you make a pot of food I don't like to eat, and then I'll just drink soup?"

CEN Qinghe:

It is said that there are all kinds of strange things in the world. When the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, so she is bored. What kind of bird is shangshao city? If it is not against the law to kill someone, she will kill him.

The supermarket aunt has weighed the black chicken. She looks at Cen Qinghe and asks, "do you want to cut it?"

CEN Qinghe hard scalp smile, "please help me cut into pieces, I stew."

"Good."

The whole row was full of meat sellers. Cen Qinghe pushed the car forward, and then reflected. Next to him was Shang Shaocheng. She asked in a voice, "what about brother Ren and brother Xuan? Didn't they come with you? "

Shang Shaocheng said: "I don't know. I should still be sleeping."

So you're crazy to get up so early? CEN Qinghe glances at Shang Shaocheng's face without any trace, and quickly takes her eyes back. She is afraid that she will expose her disgusted and angry eyes after looking for a long time.

"Buy pork."

Walking to the pork area, Shang Shaocheng raised his chin slightly, indicating all kinds of pork on the refrigerator.

CEN Qinghe asked, "do you like pork?"

Shangshaocheng said: "you northeast people can not only make pork stewed vermicelli, do something you are good at, save a table of people sitting there with big eyes staring at small eyes."

CEN Qinghe picked his eyebrows and said, "who said we can only make pork stewed vermicelli there? Which is not our specialty, guobaorou, muxurou, disanxian and Liangcai

Shang Shaocheng calmly turned to look at her, seemingly pale, but in fact the eyes beat said: "your specialty there, is not your specialty?"

CEN Qinghe felt guilty, her eyes slightly dodged, she said evasively, "I haven't cooked much oil dishes, but who can't stew potatoes with ribs or mushrooms with chicken?"

After that, for fear of losing her momentum, she added, "and I've learned more than ten Sichuan dishes recently." A proud face.

Shang Shaocheng obviously doesn't trust her. No matter how much she says, he still says, "if you buy something normal, don't taste bad."

CEN Qinghe heart not admit defeat of small flames are all aroused by him, he doesn't say she can't do it, she just want to do to him, slap face.

She is standing in the pork area to buy meat, behind a few meters away from the chicken area aunt cried: "black chicken cut."

CEN Qinghe couldn't leave. Instinctively, he said to Shang Shaocheng, "help me take it."

Shang Shaocheng took a look at her and saw that her heart was all over the pork, and she didn't look at him. He stepped back, took the chicken and folded it back.

He didn't know that Cen Qinghe was addicted to shopping in the supermarket. She never let go of chicken, pork, beef and all kinds of fish and shrimp.

As time goes on, around 11:30 at noon, more and more people come to the supermarket to buy vegetables. Unconsciously, there are many more people around Cen Qinghe and shangshaocheng.

Among the many middle-aged and old people, the figures of Cen Qinghe and shangshaocheng are striking. Looking at the distance of one meter between the two people, shopping carts in front of and behind them, whenever they pass by, they always need to see more.

CEN Qinghe pushes nearly four fifths of the shopping carts, while shangshaocheng looks at the scenery lightly.

After buying all the vegetables, meat and fruit, cen Qinghe said to Shang Shaocheng: "we have few dishes and bowls at home. I'm afraid we won't have enough. Let's buy some more."

Shang Shaocheng said, "do you have the chips you bought last time?"

CEN Qinghe said: "I really don't remember. Do you want to eat? If you want to, let's look for it. "

They turn around and are ready to leave. Cen Qinghe pushes the shopping cart. Because the car is getting heavier and heavier, the wheel is slightly stuck in the crack of the ground. She has to work hard to twist it.

It was not easy to push the car flat. When I looked up, the tall figure of shangshao city was two meters away.

Disgruntled, did he really treat her as a servant girl? Look at the way he can't carry his hands and shoulders. There is no gentlemanly demeanor. Among the women who are willing to follow him, nine out of ten are because of his money, and ten are because of his good looks.

It's unreasonable these days. There's a smelly skin bag that looks better than others. Many people really flock to it. They coax him into five mysteries and three ways, and his eyes grow on his head.

If it's her boyfriend

CEN Qinghe originally thought that if Shang Shaocheng was her boyfriend, she would not repair him, and dare a woman to push his cart?

But her boyfriend's three words made her think of Xiao Rui unexpectedly.

Xiao Rui, Xiao Rui, they haven't seen each other for nearly two months since she left anling, have they?

She wanted to go, she really didn't want to go on. But the confidence in her heart made her think Xiao Rui would come after her. No matter how deep she hid, he would always find her.

But no, except for the phone call that she didn't answer, she and Xiao Rui seemed to be cut off like this. Thousands of miles away, she didn't hear from him. Except for thinking about him from time to time, she secretly shed tears when she couldn't sleep at night.

Maybe she thinks too much of herself. At the beginning, in order to leave, she could even say such hurtful words. How could she confidently think that Xiao Rui would turn around and look for her?

"Well, what's the list?"

The call of discontent comes from the front. Cen Qinghe looks up. Shang Shaocheng is standing two or three meters away, looking at her impatiently.

Taking back the depressed mood, cen Qinghe pushed the shopping cart to meet him quickly, "what's the matter?"

Shang Shaocheng said, "do you have anything to drink at home?"

CEN Qinghe just looked at the large cold cabinet on the left. It was full of all kinds of yoghurt and drinks. She said in a voice, "what would you like to drink?"

Shang Shaocheng frowned, "I don't drink that stuff."

CEN Qinghe said, "I'll buy what you drink."

"Forget it, go buy potato chips first."

He turned and walked forward. On the way, he took out his mobile phone and didn't know who to call. Cen Qinghe only vaguely heard the word "wine". Then he turned to her and said, "your door number."

CEN Qinghe said, Shang Shaocheng told the people in the mobile phone again.