Chapter 338

This is very hurtful, especially the last sentence. But Shen Yan feels that he has to say it, otherwise Mingyuan has been going further and further on the wrong road, and he will never catch up with his sister in his life.

"I know." Mingyuan is a quiet tunnel.

Huh?

Do you know?

What do you know?

Do you know his sister's taste, or does she never eat chocolate? Shen Yan was confused, and suddenly he couldn't understand Mingyuan's attitude.

The face is ripe, so is the hairy crab.

Mingyuan picked out the hollow noodles and put them into the plate one by one. Then he added the sauce and put the cut vegetables and fruits on it. It was very nice.

The hairy crabs are put on a plate, and the ginger vinegar juice is put in the small plate.

Shen Yan's fingers are shaking, but he can't stop sympathizing with Mingyuan. There's nothing her sister likes to eat. Instead of spending so much time on hairy crabs, Mingyuan might as well make spicy crayfish for his sister.

Dishes one by one placed on the round table, knife and fork placed on both sides of the plate, special attention.

Shen Yan sighs when he looks at it.

Mingyuan set the dishes, then sat down, and took the gentle hand. Wenya sat in the middle, stunned for a moment, and then held Shen Yan's hand.

Shen Yan sighed again. This is a prayer before cooking. His sister is most impatient with this Western-style red tape - and it's a Christian thing. He and Wen Ya are not believers. Why is it so troublesome?

"Thank God for giving us so much food..."

After finishing this, Mingyuan took back his hand, picked up a knife and fork to eat, and seemingly unintentionally explained: "there is no butterfly powder at home, so I'll make do with macaroni."

Shen Yan said: no matter what spaghetti you have, my sister doesn't like it, OK? You might as well have the next bowl of our traditional spring noodles, which is simple and delicious. My sister doesn't like it.

There was no expression on her gentle face and no reply. She wrapped the face with a fork and took a small mouthful with a spoon. She could not see whether she liked it or not.

However, on such a cold expression, nine out of ten do not like it.

Shen Yan couldn't stop sighing.

After lunch and packing, Shen Yan feels that he shouldn't be a light bulb here. He takes the initiative to get up and leave. Mingyuan takes him to the door.

Shen Yan couldn't help it and said, "Mingyuan, you can't just chase people according to your own preferences. I still remember when you bought the first Harley in your life and couldn't wait to share it with my sister to take her out for a ride. But my sister refused to go out with you without hesitation. Do you know why? "

Mingyuan stood at the door, looking down at him seriously.

Shen Yan is not short, but he can't stand Mingyuan. He is too tall. He is like a giant at the door. The pressure is not so big.

Shen Yan endured the feeling of hairiness and continued with painstaking care: "because my sister loves beauty. You have to wear a helmet when you ride a motorcycle, which in my sister's opinion has a special impact on your appearance. "

"Even if she is not afraid of danger and insists on not wearing a helmet, as soon as the motorcycle starts to drive, the wind blows, and her hairstyle is in a mess. How ugly she is. So think about it. How can my sister promise you to go for a ride on a motorcycle? "

After listening to these words calmly, Mingyuan said, "I suggest you move out of Du mansion."

Shen Yan: "I'm not sure."

He talked about it seriously for a long time. As a result, Mingyuan didn't listen to a word. He was thinking about what happened to him and Du Ting all the time?