Sick pet: Fu Shaonuan's wife has to be coaxed

Chapter 136 083: Sunflower Collection

Chapter 136 083: Sunflower Collection

Fu Yan took out his mobile phone and took a look. It was exactly 05:30. He raised his eyebrows and asked Mu Jinyue, "Where are you going?"

"I don't know." She just didn't want to stay in Kong's house and went out for a walk. As for where to go, Mu Jinyue had never considered, "Where are you going?"

Fu Yan was originally planning to go home.

He just came out of Qin's house, even if he beat Qin Kaiyang, he was still full of anger and had nowhere to vent. He was annoyed by everything, and the more he relaxed, the more irritable he felt. I saw Mu Jinyue on the street.

Without saying a word, she took out a few banknotes and put them in the bowl of the beggar old man. The sun poured down, and her expressionless half face was covered with a yellowish warm light. The lines were soft, and her fair skin exuded warmth. Like luster, revealing a kind of holy and beautiful charm.

Fu Yan suddenly remembered the scene of the first meeting. At that time, the little girl was criticized and indifferent, but when she turned around, a child reminded the old man not to hurt her hand.

In fact, she has always been a cold but warm person.

Fu Yan looked at her, his brows and eyes softened, and his hoarse voice revealed a slight smile: "You ask me so, are you going to leave with me?"

Mu Jinyue wanted to say that brain supplementation is a disease that can be cured.

Before she could say a word, Fu Yan had already pulled her wrist, tilted his head and smiled at her, with raised eyebrows: "Let's go."

Then Mu Jinyue was dragged away in a daze.

She thought, it was just because she didn't know where to go, it was too boring, not because she fell into the trap of a beauty.

Fu Yan took her for a few minutes and stopped at the corner of a snack street.

The street is very long, and Mu Jinyue can't see the end at a glance. The various snacks on both sides of the street are full of rich aromas, which are intertwined and stimulate the taste buds. There are many people, but the street is very wide, so it is not so crowded.

Mu Jinyue broke free from his hand, blinked, and looked up at Fu Yan: "Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

Mu Jinyue became curious: "Then you came here to smell?"

Fu Yan raised his hand, ruffled her hair, and smiled wickedly: "It's for you to smell."

"Crazy." Mu Jinyue hid back, frowned and said in dissatisfaction: "Don't touch your hands and feet." Fortunately, her hair is relatively smooth, just grab a few at random, otherwise she will have a chicken coop hairstyle. Fu Yan's hair must be pulled out.

"Okay, okay," Fu Yan nodded in response, following the example of kindness: "I'm sure I won't move my feet."

As for not doing it, it is impossible.

Mu Jinyue didn't bother to talk to him, fearing that she would be pissed off.

Seeing her helpless expression, Fu Yan's hands began to itch again, his eyes fell on the little girl's silky hair, and after touching it, he quickly staggered away.

You have to restrain yourself, at least not today, or it will be bad if you really piss people off.

Sighing regretfully in his heart, Fu Yan raised his chin: "Let's go."

Fu Yan has no experience with girls, and he doesn't know what the so-called "dating" should be. He only remembers tinfoil burning one day and complaining in his ear three hundred times that his girlfriend can eat it, and going to the snack street can eat him poor .

Oh, by the way, it's not the same girl he complains about every time.

Over time, Fu Yan came to a realization.

——Girls like to go to the snack street.

So when he didn't know where to go, he led people directly to the snack street.

Mu Jinyue looked around curiously.

Although she has seen the snack street, she has never been there. When she was a child, it was because Kong Ansi refused to let her go, and later because she was not in the mood.

"What to eat?"

There are many kinds of snacks on the street, such as grilled cold noodles, Xishi tofu, grilled oysters...

Mu Jinyue was a little dazzled, she retracted her gaze, and gave him a cold look: "Didn't you tell me to smell it?"

Fu Yan coughed lightly, and suppressed a smile, the little girl really holds a grudge, how could she be so cute.

He simply didn't ask any more questions. The nearest stall next to it was a grilled squid stall. There were quite a few people in front of it, and it seemed quite popular.Fu Yan took out the money and passed it from the side, "Two copies."

There were three people in the grilled squid booth, and one of them was a young boy who was responsible for collecting the money. After making the change, he handed it back, looked up and shook his head.

Fu Yan's brows and eyes turned cold suddenly, and the peach blossom eyes were condensed with a thin layer of mist, revealing a cold light.

The boy's back turned cold, and he immediately realized that it was impolite for him to stare at others, so he even stuttered: "Wait, wait a moment, there are still a few copies ahead."

Fu Yan took the change with a blank expression, put it away, and walked to Mu Jinyue's side, carefully protecting her from being hit by passers-by.

The boy behind the booth took another sneak peek, feeling secretly, that boy is too handsome, his girlfriend is also beautiful, he is a winner in life.

After a while, the two orders Fu Yan ordered were ready. They were served in paper bowls, sprinkled with pepper and cumin, and looked very appetizing. The boy handed him a bowl in one hand, and couldn't help but say: "You and Your girlfriend is perfect."

Fu Yan's hands that took the things paused, and he raised his eyelids.

The boy was taken aback, thinking that he had misunderstood their relationship by saying the wrong thing, and was about to apologize, when the delicate-looking boy raised his lips and smiled, completely different from the cold and serious look just now.

Fu Yan suddenly felt that it was pleasing to see him everywhere, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You really have a good eye."

He walked up to Mu Jinyue with two paper bowls in his hand, and handed her one, "Try it."

Mu Jinyue took it, looked down, hesitated for a while, picked up the bamboo stick next to it, and stuck a small piece into her mouth.

She bit it, and her eyes instantly lit up, and the bottom of the amber pupils reflected a stream of light, which was vivid and compelling.

Unexpectedly delicious!

Mu Jinyue couldn't wait to stuff another piece into her mouth. The grilled squid just out of the pan was a bit hot, especially the one below. She was burned and couldn't help sticking out her tongue.

Fu Yan wanted to laugh, "Eat slowly, no one will grab you." As he spoke, he was about to pour the portion he hadn't touched into her bowl.

Mu Jinyue quickly stopped her, and swallowed what was in her mouth: "I don't want yours."

"why?"

Mu Jinyue deliberately choked him: "I don't eat cheap food."

Fu Yan laughed, held the paper bowl and said slowly, "If I remember correctly, I paid for your part."

seems like it.

Mu Jinyue gritted her teeth, inserted the bamboo stick into the bowl, then reached into her pocket to find out, and stopped suddenly.

Under the fingertips is the cold and hard phone, but there is nothing else.

Almost forgot, all the money on her body was given to the old man just now.

Facing Fu Yan's half-smiling eyes, Mu Jinyue, not to be outdone, took out her mobile phone and transferred money to him, "I sent you a red envelope, hurry up and get it!"

Fu Yan looked at the sky and the ground, and stuffed a piece of grilled squid into his mouth.

"It's too windy to hear."

Mu Jinyue: "Where did you see the wind?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Yan corrected her seriously, "The wind is not seen, but felt."

Mu Jinyue gritted her teeth, fiercely picked up a piece of grilled squid, but stared at Fu Yan.

Fu Yan's heart shuddered, thinking that Mu Jinyue took that piece of grilled squid as him...

Feeling angry, the delicious food can't disappoint, Mu Jinyue quickly finished a bowl of grilled squid, and licked her lower lip eagerly.

I still want to eat, but...

She has no money.

Glancing at Fu Yan, who had a smirk on his face, Mu Jinyue felt that she couldn't count on him. After all, she just said that she wouldn't eat the "food that comes from you". It was an accident to eat one serving, but she was embarrassed to eat two servings.

Mu Jinyue thought for a while, stepped forward, raised her mobile phone and asked the boy who collected the money: "Can I transfer money by mobile phone?"

The boy glanced at her, then at Fu Yan behind her, and recognized that they were the young couple who were winners in life just now.

However, why are girls asking if they can transfer money?Is that guy not even willing to ask his girlfriend to eat one, oh, no, two grilled squid?

The handsome boy just now sneered at Fu Yan's actions, then looked at Mu Jinyue with sympathy and embarrassment and shook his head, "Sorry, no, this street only accepts cash."

"Okay." Mu Jinyue let go of her hands regretfully, and slightly lowered her eyelids to glance at the grilled squid on the iron plate, looking sleepy.

The boy who collected the money almost blurted out "I invite you", when another hand was stretched out beside him.

His fingers were long, with well-defined joints, and he looked full of strength. Fu Yan stood in front of Mu Jinyue, blocking the eyes of the money-collecting boy, staring at him coldly, with a faint warning.

The boy was taken aback, then quickly lowered his head, took the money in his hand, and didn't dare to look at it any more.

Seeing that he had paid, Mu Jinyue was about to say that she didn't want to eat, when Fu Yan said flatly, "Just the squid head."

Ok?

Uh-huh?

Mu Jinyue blinked, so, wasn't this bought for her?

After all, no one buys things for others, and adds requirements without even asking.

But Mu Jinyue didn't think much about it. From her point of view, Fu Yan really had no obligation to pay for her. After all, he had already bought a copy for her. Although she sent a red envelope, he confiscated it. with.

Mu Jinyue was a little bored, her eyes were floating around, shining with curiosity.

Until there was an extra paper bowl in front of her, Mu Jinyue was slightly startled, her gaze moved upwards along the familiar palm.

She looked at him and said nothing.

Probably guessing her doubts, Fu Yan chuckled lightly, her dark eyes reflected her shadow.

"Don't you like to eat squid heads?" He took one of her hands and put the paper bowl on it, his slightly hoarse voice revealed imperceptible tenderness, "I can tell."

Her demeanor and expression every minute fell into his eyes, and it was not difficult to guess what she liked.

The bottom of the paper bowl in the palm of the hand has a half-centimeter-high rim, which is not hot, and there is a faint heat steaming in the palm, but Mu Jinyue feels like holding a fire in the palm of the hand, and the scalding temperature flows along the blood in the palm His whole body, even his toes, curled up subconsciously.

She opened her mouth, and an unknown emotion welled up in her heart, but she had gradually gotten used to it. She wanted to speak, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't make a sound.

Then she heard Fu Yan's voice, with a hint of wickedness, "You opened your mouth, wait for me to feed you?"

When he said that, he really did. He forked a small piece with a bamboo stick, let it cool down and stuffed it into her mouth.

The mouth was filled with the smell of chili and cumin, Mu Jinyue came back to her senses, the complicated emotions disappeared immediately, she pushed the person away a little shyly, "Who wants you to feed me?"

She is stupid to think that he is gentle and considerate. This guy is obviously a willful, aggressive and wimpy psychopath.

Fu Yan was also afraid that she would be really angry, so he took a step back according to her strength, clutching his chest and moaning: "It hurts, I got an internal injury."

It's too cheap.

Mu Jinyue laughed angrily, "I still have internal injuries, do you think I have practiced a peerless magic?"

Fu Yan followed her words and said, "I think it looks like, why don't you teach me?"

This also played out.

Mu Jinyue was speechless for a moment, then smiled in vain, and her tone was a little gentle: "Do you want to learn?"

She suddenly softened her attitude, and Fu Yan felt that the girl was digging a hole for him again, but he was willing to jump, so what could he do.

He licked his back molars with the tip of his tongue, and replied, "I want to learn."

Mu Jinyue put the quick squid head into her mouth again, and gave him a half-smile look, because there was something in her mouth, and her voice was a bit vague and soft, but she said four words clearly.

"Sunflower Treasure." Mu Jinyue also added the second half of the sentence: "If you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace."

Fu Yan was startled, unable to laugh or cry.

This girl is really bad.

Also cute enough to explode.

After successfully regaining [-]%, Mu Jinyue was in a good mood, picked up the last piece of squid head, stood on tiptoe, and stuffed it into Fu Yan's mouth.

She squinted her eyes and smiled, like a contented little fox after doing something wrong: "This is your teacher's gift."

After she finished speaking, she was stunned when she met those deep and dark eyes, and the smile on her face froze for an instant, only then did she realize how ambiguous this feeding action was.

Most importantly, this bamboo stick was used by her.

A flash of panic flashed in Mu Jinyue's eyes, and she was about to withdraw her hands and back away, but Fu Yan put his hands on her waist and pulled her forward slightly.

He was still holding the bamboo stick in his mouth, and with such a force, Mu Jinyue rushed forward, even sending it forward with his hands.

She was startled, and she didn't have time to dodge, and she didn't care that the desperate guy in front of her was still holding her waist with his hands, and quickly pulled out the bamboo stick.

When Mu Jinyue pulled out the bamboo stick, she also fell into Fu Yan's arms.

"You don't want to die?" Mu Jinyue climbed onto his shoulder with one hand to stabilize her figure, and held up a bamboo stick with the other hand, and showed him in front of his eyes, with Zhang Mingyan's face stern, angrily snapped : "Do you know how dangerous it was just now? If I reacted slower, your head would be pierced by a bamboo stick!"

She was really angry, her porcelain-white cheeks were stained with a thin layer of blush, those cold eyes were shining with fire, she wished she could pin the guy in front of her to the ground and beat him up—if she could beat it .

And Fu Yan, who wandered around in front of the gate of hell just now, was still smiling, with a nonchalant look, as if the person whose head was almost pierced just now was not himself: "I know it well."

He knew it.

To be able to enjoy her "throwing in her arms" so much once, it is worth dying in her hands.

(End of this chapter)