Night market.

For ordinary girls, the most delicious food can always be found here, which is high-quality and cheap.

Li Yunze looked at how he Yining ate happily. He also felt that the food seemed to become delicious.

"People used to say that it has nothing to do with the food itself whether it tastes good or not when eating." Li Yunze put down a lamb row bone he had just chewed off and wiped his hands with a paper towel.

"It has nothing to do with food. What does it have to do with?"

He Yining is drinking delicious mutton soup. It's hot. He feels very satisfied in the cold night at the end of winter and early spring.

"With people!" Li Yunze said with a smile. "If you eat with people you like, you probably think balsam pear is sweet."

"No!" he Yining put down his spoon and said solemnly, "even if I eat with you, balsam pear is bitter!"

"...." Li Yunze rolled his eyes discontentedly, "metaphor, metaphor, do you understand?"

Looking at Li Yunze's angry appearance, why should Ning zhe smile and ask, "let's go to have Malatang later?"

"Are you an invitation?" Li Yunze asked deliberately.

Why Ning suddenly remembered the so-called "spicy hot" paragraph when he was in the South China Sea. He kicked Li Yunze under the table angrily.

"Not serious."

Li Yunze leaned over to he Yining slightly, smiled with evil charm at the corners of his mouth, said vaguely: "I'm not serious and haven't been for a few days. Just let me be serious!"

He Yining looked around, a little shy.

After all, this is a night market. People come and go. Even if no one hears Li Yunze's words, he has a thick skin and she feels dry when he says that kind of thing in public!

"I don't think I will love spicy hot any more..." why should I rather curl my lips bitterly.

Li Yunze quickly kissed her on the cheek. When he stared at her, he said with a completely unknown: "I like... You eat spicy hot."

"..." why did Ning twitch uncontrollably at the corners of his mouth and feel a little like crying without tears.

Finally, he Yining and Li Yunze went to eat spicy hot.

Like young men and women in deep love, they are full of love for each other from eating to leaving, occasionally bickering, occasionally playing... Or pretending to put on their faces.

I looked at the car leaving the night market and gradually became profound.

A person can act, or even act all the time, but it's impossible for two people to "act" anytime and anywhere when they have such a subtle expression on each other!

The man turned around, dialed the phone and said in English: "the relationship between the two people is very close. It seems that the rumors of marriage are not false..."

"Don't always focus on the two of them," someone from the other party said. "Since the Institute has started the project, nine times out of ten it will be related to Aaron Li and focus on the Institute. I don't want to miss what I should have got this time because of my last mistake, okay?"

"I see!" the man answered and heard a hang up tone from his cell phone.

He hung his hand, looked back and could not see the direction of Li Yunze's car. After closing his windbreaker, he left in another direction

……

The night is like water, ambiguous like honey.

The "heat" rising in the room can dissipate the cold of the whole night.

Li Yunze hugged he Yining and looked through the darkness at the roof.

"Why don't you sleep?" he Yining arched his body on Li Yunze, and his tired eyes couldn't open.

"Sleep." Li Yunze took back his sight, turned over slightly, completely held he Yining in his arms, closed his eyes, "Yining..."

"Hmm?" he Yining's voice began to be illusory and ethereal.

"I said..." Li Yunze's voice paused. Just when he wanted to continue, he felt that the people in his arms were breathing evenly, just like a deep sleep attitude.

Li Yunze opened his eyes again, with a faint smile in his mouth, and some helpless secretly sighed.

Everyone is asleep. What else does he say?

Slightly drooping his head, Li Yunze's lips fell on he Yining's forehead, and his thin touch showed the perfection under his heart.

Li Yunze thought that such a confession should always be said when his mind is clear, otherwise it will be too informal

But at the moment, he didn't expect that if he didn't say anything at the moment, he would be separated by life and death when he exports again!

The sunshine in early spring always brings the softest temperature and lazily ushers in a new day.

The sun and moon change, day by day under the law of nature, and never stop its pace because of someone or something.

Al Research Institute officially entered the research. Li Yunze and he Yining also want to move into the villa and start their marital cohabitation

……

Sister-in-law Feng stood outside the Los Angeles prison, anxious because she had been waiting for a long time.

As she was pacing, she saw the police officer who had gone in and asked before coming out. She hurried forward and asked, "can I see my daughter?"

"I'm sorry, Qu Weiwei is listed on the list of no visitors. I've asked the director, no..." the policeman shook his head. "Aunt, look, why don't you... Come back later? Don't worry, Qu Weiwei is doing well here, that is, reform through labor. She'll go out in more than two years."

"Is there no way to accommodate?" sister-in-law Feng asked with a wrung eyebrow.

The policeman also looked embarrassed. "Aunt, don't embarrass me. I can't help it."

Sister-in-law Feng was silent and looked at the police officer. Seeing that he still shook his head, she could only thank him. She left the prison in three steps and turned back.

Back in the city, sister-in-law Feng found an Express Hotel and thought about whether to find he Yining.

After much thought, sister-in-law Feng still didn't make the call.

Not only because of the guilt of he Tianshu and Meng Ya in the car accident, but also because of what Qu Weiwei did to he Yining

Sister-in-law Feng sat beside the bed with her mobile phone in a daze, thought about it, and finally called Tan Zhonglang.

……

"The purchase of this batch of wine is limited, and each person can only have two bottles at most." Tan Zhonglang looked helplessly at Fang Xiran, the only guest who closed that day. "Miss Fang, even if president Jin came, he wouldn't give you more."

"But I want to give it away. Two bottles are too few..."

"This..." Tan Zhonglang just opened his mouth and his mobile phone rang. Seeing that it was sister-in-law Feng, he said "sorry" to Fang Xiran and went to one side to answer the phone, "sister-in-law Feng?"

"Alan, there's something I need. Can you help me?"

Tan Zhonglang's eyes deepened, and he guessed what sister-in-law Feng wanted him to help. "Sister-in-law Feng, if I see Weiwei, I can't help this time..."