My Little Happiness

"It's not early, let's go." Cong Rong raised his head very quickly, and kept spurting himself in his heart, why was he not in the presence of him in front of him?

Cong Rong drove behind Wen Shaoqing's car. This is the first time the two have come home together for so long.

Going back to the community and coming out of the elevator, Cong Rong remembered and asked, "How are you so sure I will go?"

"Not sure." Wen Shaoqing paused and told the truth, "So I plan to wait another five minutes. If you don't come, I will come out by myself."

Cong Rong answered indifferently: "Yes, who is Wen Shaoqing? Even without me, you can withdraw."

While talking, he lowered his head and took out a piece of paper from the bag, and looked at the business, "You have a good look, this is my charging standard, this time I see that you are Zhong Zhen ’s instructor, I am free To help you, you will be charged for finding me in the future. Also, do n’t ask me any questions, legal advice also requires payment. "

Wen Shaoqing pinched the paper with two fingers, carefully looked at it, and said with a smile: "Looking at the posture of Attorney Cong just now, even if I really drink, is there any way for Attorney Cong to help me?"

Cong Rong twitched the corner of his mouth, with a smile on his skin, "If you really drink, I will have a way to increase your character from drunk driving to drunk driving. I hate people who know the law and break the law most in my life."

Wen Shaoqing lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, "Shouldn't it, I have a poor drink. How about you?"

Cong Rong didn't know how the topic would turn to the amount of wine, and looked at him strangely, "What are you asking about this?"

Wen Shaoqing's face is taken for granted, "Two people always have a better drink, otherwise it will be very troublesome when they get married and toast."

Come again, come again, Cong Rong could not bear it, the green bars of the forehead arched out.

Wen Shaoqing, who hadn't seen it yet, thought about it seriously. "If you don't have enough wine, don't worry too much. It will be good if the best man and the bridesmaid will work."

"Wen Shaoqing." Cong Rong suddenly called him.

"what happened?"

"Actually, you don't have to be so troublesome. You don't have a girlfriend anyway. It's easier to find a bride with a good drink."

Cong Rong sneered, nonsense, who will not.

"Is this the case?" Wen Shaoqing touched his chin. "Is the lawyer's drink volume good?"

Cong Rong answered immediately: "Not good!"

Wen Shaoqing tickled the corner of his lips, "I'm relieved then. I just thought about it carefully. If the bride keeps the bride out of the audience, what will the groom's face look like? You say it?"

All the words made him say, Cong Rong was so angry that his stomach hurt, and he raised his hands on his stomach and frowned.

Wen Shaoqing no longer jokes, "What's wrong?"

Cong Rong did not want to talk to him, pushed his hand away, "I said don't ask me questions, my consultation fee is very expensive!"

Wen Shaoqing was unwilling to show his weakness, "I am helping you to see a doctor, and my registration fee is also very expensive."

"how much is it?"

"25."

"The question you asked does not belong to criminal consultation. You are Zhong Zhen's teacher. I will give you a discount. I will charge you 300 yuan per hour. If you are less than one hour, you will be charged for one hour. You still need to pay me 275."

"I'll give it to you in a moment." Wen Shaoqing knew she wouldn't really collect money, perfunctory in her mouth, raised her hand to caress her stomach, then frowned, "Did you not eat dinner?"

Cong Rong shook his head, "Did not eat."

Wen Shaoqing glanced at her, "I don't have the habit of eating breakfast, and I don't eat dinner. Is this what Cong is going to be a fairy?"

Cong Rong sighed, "I want to eat too, but I didn't eat it today, I was too busy to take care of it."

I don't know if it was because Wen Shaoqing's hand was on her stomach. She felt that her stomach pain seemed to be getting worse and worse, and sometimes it hurts. I never saw it so unbearable.

Perhaps it is like a child who walks and falls. When no one sees it, he climbs up himself. Once someone cares, he will cry in grievance.

Wen Shaoqing saw her face getting worse and worse, so she took her hand and went to the house. "Just because I am hungry, let's eat together."

Cong Rong struggled a bit and broke free, "No, I just call takeaway."

Wen Shaoqing looked at her with a firm refusal, still so simple, and suddenly thought of Zhong Zhen's sentence "My cousin is hard to coax", he tentatively asked: "I just stood outside for so long just now, I just warmed my stomach Is n’t it better than take-out? How about making hemp food? "

Cong Rong really looked up and asked, "What is hemp food?"

"Well ... a kind of pasta." Wen Shaoqing explained briefly, "Do you want to eat?"

"Yes." The foodie attribute is fully exposed.

After speaking, Cong Rong, who had planned to return to his home, directly abducted Wen Shaoqing's house.

Wen Shaoqing was stunned for a while. She used to go back to her home and then go back, but now she went straight to her goal. I used to think that she was hard to coax and thought about using other coaxes. Who knows ... Well, it's really hard to coax.

When Cong Rong entered the door, he couldn't help looking at the blank on the wall of the photo. I didn't know if Wen Shaoqing didn't find out what was going on, and that blank was still blank.

Wen Shaoqing followed him, his tone was strange, "Huh, why is there one missing?"

Cong Rong dared not to answer the call.

Wen Shaoqing stared at the blank for a while, and then turned his head inconceivably and asked to let it go, "What do you think of your home? Why are you gone?"

Originally, when I saw Wen Shaoqing coming back, I greeted very cheerfully, but at the moment I whimpered and looked down at him innocently.

Cong Rong was guilty and dared not to let it go.

"It was obviously still there that night. Who took it away ..." Wen Shaoqing murmured into the kitchen.

Cong Rong sighed quietly, but fortunately she didn't doubt her.

Wen Shaoqing asked in a loud voice in the kitchen: "It's late, eating meat is not easy to digest, is it okay to be a vegetarian?"

Cong Rong quickly ran in and answered, "Yes."

Wen Shaoqing smiled and looked up at her quickly. It seems that every time she talks about food, she speaks exceptionally well, even making her voice a little clever. Maybe she didn't find it herself. Every time she stood aside to watch him cook, her eyes were particularly focused on piety, and she was waiting for him to feed him to make a special image, and he saw that his heart was going to change.

When she went in, Wen Shaoqing had given cold water to hemp. She looked at the pasta like cat ears and was curious. "Is this called hemp food?"

He replied while continuing his actions: "Uh."

Cong Rong watched him put oil into the pan. When the oil was hot, stir-fry the onion, **** and garlic, then stir-fry the tomatoes and seasoning, and then add water to boil the tomato juice, and then add bean sprouts, potatoes, carrots, fungus, mushrooms. Stir-fry, and finally stir-fry the greens, then pour the hemp food. After cooking for a few minutes, drizzle with sesame oil to prepare the pan.

Before leaving the pot, Wen Shaoqing turned and asked, "Do you eat spicy food?"

Cong Rong shook his head, "No, I don't eat spicy food."

Wen Shaoqing suddenly remembered the plate of pepper and hemp ribs that had been gnawed by her last time, and raised her eyebrows at her.

Cong Rong also remembered and corrected with a slight cough, "No food under normal circumstances, sometimes you can eat a little."

Wen Shaoqing first put a bowl out to Cong Rong, then sprinkled some chili into the pot, and waited another half a minute before turning off the fire.

Wen Shaoqing walked out of the kitchen with two bowls. Cong Rong followed with chopsticks and spoons. While walking, she looked at the patterns on the chopsticks and couldn't help but praised "pervert" and then went to see Wen Shaoqing's hand.