Chapter 1002

The first reaction of those who have had enough is to eat more. After all, if you want to eat again next time, you don't know when.

Yang Song improved all kinds of dishes very quickly, and the speed of improving dessert was as slow as a snail.

Like the sugar gourd before.

So far, they have only seen others eat and smell the fragrance, but they haven't eaten it.

Yang song always forgets the research and development of dessert.

Such a delicious cake, eat for the first time, but it is difficult to eat for the second time. When we want to seize the opportunity to eat again.

"What's going on? I accidentally went to another dimension?"

"As far as I can see, all the cake plates are empty?"

"Where's the cake?"

"Where's the cake?"

Yang Song appeared, smiling to the crowd: "everyone has tasted the cake. How's the little opinion? Hand in your homework."

As soon as he appeared, the whole audience was boiling.

The diners who knew him were always loyal. At first, they didn't know him very warmly.

"This is chef Yang? He looks so young? He looks like a newly graduated college student."

"Is it chef Yang himself? Is this his son?"

Huge posters floated down from the mall, clearly indicating that Yang Song is Yang Song bensong.

"How handsome!" Li Xia, wearing a long Han dress, did not know where to hold a bunch of red roses. Without hesitation, he rushed to the stage and knelt down at Yang Song: "brother song, I love you. Can I marry you?"

Maybe love really needs courage to face the wind and rain.

With the first, there are 2345678.

Bang, bang, Bang

In less than two minutes, sixteen beauties appeared on the stage. They were fat and thin, sunken fish and wild geese, closed the moon and ashamed of flowers. Everyone knelt down in front of Yang Song holding flowers.

"Brother Yang Song, I love you. Can you be my boyfriend?"

"Brother, I'm not greedy. I'd like to be your concubine as long as I can be with you."

"Brother Yang Song, I studied in a country. I'm the sweetest girl!"

"Will you let me marry you today?"

"Let's settle for three lives!"

The sweet party is terrible.

Yang Song has never thought that sixteen beauties would kneel down to him and propose to him!

The scene was so scary.

Yang Song thought about how to deal with it. He was bound to refuse these beautiful women like flowers. He had to think of good wording and couldn't stimulate people's self-esteem. After all, they were all beautiful women with great vision.

Meng Shihan also rushed to the stage, grabbed Yang Song's arm, hugged his waist and kissed him!

Five minutes or maybe six minutes passed. After all, no one pressed a stopwatch.

"This is my fiance. Yang Song has a master!" Meng Shihan's eyes were like a sword and scraped all the people who were ready to move: I see who of you dares to rob my man.

Yang Song: Why are there so many forced marriages today?

The cake banquet, happy ending, heartbroken people who express their failure.

What's more, Baifeng Pavilion is resting again.

Yang Song went back to see his parents.

Accompanied by Meng Shihan, he couldn't go home without his girlfriend. In fact, he had to go back in two days. Meng Shihan insisted on going ahead of time: "if you can't catch the weekend, it's easy to get stuck in traffic."

Nonsense, it's not a holiday. It's hard to get stuck in traffic in Los Angeles.

Chen Ming followed. He was the driver.

Meng Shijia followed. He was his mother's family.

Shen Huaizhao wants to follow, but she has to go to class.

There are four people in a line, which is quite like four teachers and disciples.

Chen Ming and Meng Shijia sit in the front row, Yang Song and Meng Shihan sit in the back row, and the front and back rows are also equipped with grid blocks to avoid light and sound.

Manager Yang Song couldn't keep his eyes.

Meng Shihan wears a suspender dress with round shoulders, which is thin and slim. Her waist is as soft as a willow, her arms are as bright as jade, and she is held in front of her, showing her exquisite posture.

The light pink skirt and snow-white skin are like peach blossoms falling snow, which makes people want to get close.

Yang Song wants to get close. This is an RV. As long as he lies down, he can put his head on her knees.

What does a poem say - lying drunk on a beautiful knee.

"What are you nervous about? This is your fiancee? Haven't you been lying down?"

Yang Song is still a little shy and secretly cheers himself up.

Suddenly, as soon as her shoulders were warm, Meng Shihan didn't know when to sit over, put her pillow on Yang Song's shoulder and yawned. Her dark soft long hair rubbed Yang Song's neck, cool and slippery: "a little sleepy, I'll sleep for a while, you hold me."

She was going to sleep in Yang Song's arms.

What does it mean to start first?

Meng Shihan's side face was resting on Yang Song's shoulder. The tip of his nose and cherry lips shook with the car. From time to time, they would touch his chin, neck and sometimes clavicle.

"Ah, rub up the lipstick." Meng Shihan stretched out his finger and pointed to the cherry powder in front of Yang Song's chest.

"It's all right. There are clothes in the car. I'll change them later."

It was a kiss that fell on his heart.

Meng Shihan gave him an angry look: "I'd better sleep in another position."

Lie drunk on a beautiful man's knee.

She lay in Yang Song's arms. The mountain road was bumpy. In order to fix her posture, Meng Shihan said, "hold me and don't let me fall."

Yang Song hugged Meng Shihan and found that Meng Shihan's skirt not only saved cloth, but also loved the skin.

It's like nothing.

When she first got on the bus, she wore a coat. He didn't feel much. When she got on the bus, she took off her coat. This suspender skirt was comparable to pajamas.

The skirt is pink and the lace inside is red hollow.

The wrapped scenery is a snow mountain that Yang Song loves to enjoy.

On the way back to their hometown, Yang Song and Meng Shihan only felt that time was in a hurry.

Chen Ming and Meng Shijia are speechless.

"Go back and chase my sweet home."

"It's time for me to find a girlfriend."

A single dog can't afford to hurt.

Yang Song still didn't give his parents a specific date to return home. Suddenly, the old couple were surprised and happy.

"You child, why don't you say it when you come back? We're ready!"

"I won't tell you because I won't let you work."

When they got off the bus, Yang Song and Meng Shihan changed their clothes again. Chen Ming and Meng Shijia carried big and small bags of things down.

"Hello, uncle and aunt!" Meng Shihan has great potential as a virtuous daughter-in-law.

"Good, good!" Yang's father and mother knew that Meng Shihan was already their prospective daughter-in-law and couldn't close their mouths happily.

Their son is capable. He said he passed the college entrance examination and became a boss as soon as he graduated. Even in love, he can find such a beautiful girlfriend.

You're really capable.

Chen Ming sent good wine and cigarettes this time: "uncle, it's all for you. Do you like it or not?"

Maotai liquor and cigars were all brought by him from his father himself.

The richest man in Los Angeles doesn't lack these good things at home. Chen Ming was even more impolite when he went to move.

Angry, Chen Dahai scolded him: "take less and leave some for your father. Who will give it to? Why don't you be so filial to me?"