Chi Sheng bumps Zhao Qinghuan out of the way with his arm. Without saying a word, he goes to the suite. "I don't want to go back. I'm going to stay here!"

Chu Nan and Zhao Qinghuan were scared out of their wits and rushed to follow them. Before they could persuade her to come back, they saw a black hard object thrown over.

Chu Nan quickly picked up, "big niece, what do you throw your mobile phone to me for?"

Chi Sheng threw his backpack on his back onto the sofa, then sat on his back and looked at Chunan. "Aren't you afraid my parents are worried?"

"You call them now and tell them I'm here and I've been with you lately."

Chu Nan was one and two big, "don't make a fuss. You're a girl and I'm a big man. What do you want them to think?"

Chi Sheng leaned back on the sofa and said without any care, "we all have engagement. Of course, they should think how to think. In the end, they feel that we are cultivating feelings."

Zhao Qinghuan was stunned, "by, engagement? When is the big news? "

Chu Nan felt that he was going to be killed on the spot, "don't listen to the little girl's film nonsense."

Then he covered the position of the heart and corrected, "big niece, can our uncles and nephews talk well? It's your sister who has an engagement with me, not you."

"Your sister died eight hundred years ago. You are only 17 years old now. If I get married early and my child grows older, I will be as old as you. Don't go out and talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense. The engagement was made by the elders of the two families. It is clearly written in the engagement book that, although my sister is not here, the Chi family has more than one daughter."

Looking at Chunan's stupefied appearance, Chi Sheng swings his legs and laughs with magic, "ha ha, I'm afraid you don't know. You've been sold for a long time. If you don't believe it, go back to read the engagement book!"

"And now you have to explain to your wife who hasn't passed by that morning who, who, who, who is that smelly woman who came out of your room that morning

Zhao Qinghuan suddenly felt that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. "Well, I went to another room to have a rest. I'll give you the place. You can chat slowly, in vain!"

Zhao Qinghuan ran away. At the moment of closing the door, he heard Chu Nan's shouting and scolding, "Zhao Qinghuan, I'm your uncle's, a turtle grandson, a traitor!"

Zhao Qinghuan, the rogue's stall hand, muttered in a low voice, "it's really sinful to offend the little witch. I'll go to the house and uncover the tiles every minute. So, blame me?"

The night is getting thicker and thicker. People who rest on Liuliu legs slowly open their eyelids. A soft voice comes from the ear, "wake up?"

"Well."

When he pinched the bone, he looked out of the window. The hot pot shop was closed, and then looked at the time. At two o'clock in the morning, Meifeng couldn't help frowning,

"why don't you wake me up?"

Liu Liu smile, "see you sleep so well, not willing to wake you up."

This sentence fell on his mind, sweet as if eating sugar, "now the mouth is very sweet."

As soon as the voice dropped, he said again, "wait a minute. I'll make a phone call for someone to come and open the door."

Rich people are different. They can call people to open the door even after closing, but "no need."

"Don't you want to eat hot pot?"

"I don't want to wait. Hotpot can be eaten some other time."

Cheng Chi, sitting in the driver's cab, suggests, "there are a lot of snacks around here. Basically, they are open all night. Young master can take Miss Liu."

"Yes, Mountain City barbecue, crayfish, night beer and so on, is also very famous."

Sheng You Ting didn't want to refuse, "no, it's too dirty."

"No problem. When I was reading, I used to eat it a lot. I didn't see any illness or upset my stomach. You can eat with me. Mm-hmm?"

She shook his arm, blinked at coquetry, his attitude softened down, "only eat once, never again."

Her eyes suddenly narrowed into crescent shaped, "MMM

It's very close to the street selling night snacks. If you think that there are many stalls in the street, you can't drive in. If you just walk through it, you can take a walk.

At this point, there are not many cars on the road. Passing through the overpass, there are not even any passers-by except a fortune teller. They only took about 10 minutes to walk out of the night snack street.

There was a lot of noise around, and the smell of barbecue was coming.

"I smell the barbecue. It's delicious!"

Liu Liu hasn't been to such a place for five years, but she is still very happy. As a result, Sheng Youting says, "this junk food will satisfy you. It's not promising."

Liu Liu turned his head and looked at him, "Shanda Shao, do you know, you still drink wine, more lovely?"

He gave her three words coldly, "what a lot of talk."

Hand, but took her shoulder, "what do you want to eat?"

Each stall, almost full of people, Liu Liu looked around, "all very want to eat."She suggested, "why don't we just buy some and eat while we walk?"

"This time, no more."

"You have said that, I remember."

So Cheng Chi is in charge of buying and buying, and Liuliu is responsible for eating and eating. All kinds of barbecue and frying, chicken wings and duck neck taste of rattan pepper are all over the place. The hot willow is sweating all over and his face is red. He is constantly spitting out his tongue and shouting "spicy".

Sheng Youting handed the mineral water to her and said with disgust, "don't eat it. You have to eat it. What's your spicy appearance?"

"But it's only spicy that tastes good."

She pushed aside Sheng Youting's mineral water. "I don't want to drink mineral water, I want to drink Sprite."

"It's only children who like carbonated drinks."

"I'm going to drink Sprite. I'm a child."

Sheng Youting has no idea. Cheng Chi bought a carbonated drink wisely. Liu Liu unscrewed the cap of the bottle and gulped for two mouthfuls. The frozen sprite made the whole person feel refreshed.

She handed Sheng You ting the charcoal ribs in her hand and asked him, "would you like to have a taste?"

"No, junk food."

"No, it's delicious

She held the spareribs obediently, and her eyes were full of expectation.

The air seemed to freeze for a second, and then she saw him lower his head, take a bite, chew it, swallow it.

She even asked, "how is it? Is it delicious?"

He commented, "not as good as you do."

"Cheating, you haven't eaten what I made. How can you know it's delicious?"

He didn't eat it, but when he threw her into the forest, he watched her barbecue every day. Just looking at it, he felt very fragrant.

Otherwise, the animal he raised had such a sharp mouth that he would not be attracted to it.

"Ah, there are cold cakes. I heard that cold cakes are only available here. They are delicious with brown sugar. I want to eat them!"