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

Chapter 137 084: Boyfriend or Girlfriend?

Chapter 137 084: Boyfriend or Girlfriend?

"What number do you have?" Mu Jinyue didn't believe his nonsense, and poked his shoulder with the non-pointed end of the bamboo stick: "I should have changed the direction just now, pierced your mouth, and the pain will make you remember .”

Fu Yan made up the picture in his head, and felt that his teeth were starting to ache, so he couldn't help but chuckled, "Why are you so cruel? If you stick this stick, will I be disfigured?"

Hearing this, Mu Jinyue stared at his face carefully.

After seeing it this way, she saw something was wrong.

Fu Yan's facial features are exquisite, a pair of peach blossom eyes are glamorous, and the jaw line is perfect, but his eyebrows and eyes reveal a touch of unruliness, with a youthful vigor, so even if his skin is fair, he does not look feminine, on the contrary, he is a little more Translucent handsome.

It's just... Isn't this distance a little close?

Summer clothes are thin, she belatedly discovered that there was a pair of arms around her waist that tightly held her, the strong forearms were tightly attached to the waist, and she could even feel the high temperature from the other's arms , the whole body is lingering with a strong male hormone breath.

Mu Jinyue blushed all of a sudden, and only then did she notice the indistinct gaze cast from her surroundings that she had ignored just now.

The most unbelievable thing is the little brother who collects money behind the grilled squid stall. He just silently scolded Fu Yan several times in his heart, and in a blink of an eye, the two of them showed their affection on the street...

I'm so angry!

"Let go of me first." Mu Jinyue gritted her teeth, even embarrassed to speak loudly.

Let it go when you see it, Fu Yan understands the principle of step by step, he hugged her hard again, and then slowly let go of his arm.

The fingertips flicked across her waist dishonestly, causing Mu Jinyue to tremble slightly.

--itchy.

She gritted her teeth, and everyone around her was watching. Although her eyes were dim, Mu Jinyue had keen senses and naturally noticed it.

If there were only her and Fu Yan here, Mu Jinyue would definitely give him a bad look, but this big crowd...

In the past, Mu Jinyue never thought about saving face for boys. She was also used to self-willedness, and besides Bai Heyun and the other three, the only boys around her were trading partners.

For those kind of scumbags, Mu Jinyue never felt the need to save face for them.

But if it was Fu Yan and this person, she hardly hesitated, and instinctively chose something that she had never considered before.

Fu Yan was prepared to bear her embarrassment and anger, but Mu Jinyue just glared at him with fire in his eyes, and then turned his face away from him, as if he was out of sight.

He was startled, and then he understood what she was thinking, unconsciously licked his lower lip, wishing he could hold her in his arms and kiss her hard.

Why are you so obedient and sweet?

He gave a low laugh, raised his hand to touch her hot earlobe, the tentacles were soft, Fu Yan couldn't help pinching it lightly, and then was slapped away.

Before Mu Jinyue could speak, he said, "I was wrong, I was sick, and I didn't move anymore."

Mu Jinyue: "..." He had finished talking, what else did she say?

This guy, admitting his mistakes and acting like a good boy played smoothly, making people unable to vent their anger!

Fu Yan smiled flatteringly, took the bamboo stick that was about to break in her hand, raised his hand, and landed it accurately in the trash can next to him, his movements were smooth and handsome.

Mu Jinyue glanced at him and rolled her eyes angrily.

"What else do you want to eat?" Fu Yan asked.

Mu Jinyue turned her head away, didn't look at him and didn't speak, completely ignoring him.

The sun had already set, and the red clouds in the sky dyed the sky red, and sprinkled light reddish light, adding a bit of warmth to this cold and busy city.

There are more and more people in the snack street, and there is a sweet and greasy fragrance in the air. Mu Jinyue looked for the smell and looked over. It was a cotton candy stall, and the finished products next to it were very cute, attracting many children to gather around .

The marshmallows seem to be made by themselves. A mother and daughter in front of the machine are slowly turning the marshmallows with big hands wrapped around them. The child’s expression is novel and surprised. The mother next to her lowers her head and moves her gently from time to time. Putting the broken hair behind her ear, she talked softly to her.

The little girl passing by craned her neck for a few glances, then pulled her mother's sleeve and shook her coquettishly: "Mom, mom, I want that cotton candy too."

The young mother smiled lovingly, and led her to go there: "Got it, mom will take my daughter to make one."

The little girl cheered and shouted: "Mom is the best!"

"What are you looking at?" Fu Yan raised his hand and shook it in front of her eyes, "The eyes are straight."

Mu Jinyue retracted her gaze, lowered her eyelashes slightly, cast a small fan-shaped shadow under her eyelids, and whispered: "It's nothing."

Just suddenly a little curious, is childhood like cotton candy, which exudes a sweet and greasy taste anytime and anywhere.

Mu Jinyue hooked the corners of her lips. She felt that Kong Ansi's condition might be getting better recently, which was why she had these inexplicable emotions.This is fine now, she shouldn't expect too much.

The more you want, the less you can leave.

She was thinking wildly, when someone grabbed her wrist in vain, the temperature of the other's palm was very high, touching her slightly cool skin, it actually made her heart feel hot.

It was also because of this that she didn't even get rid of him and let him hold her hand.

"Like cotton candy?" The corners of Fu Yan's eyes twitched slightly, and a soft smile appeared in his dark pupils, and his voice sounded pampering, as if pampering: "Sure enough, I'm still a child."

Mu Jinyue was dazed for a moment, and was dragged to the cotton candy booth.

In fact, there are not only mothers and daughters here, but also many couples. It's just that Mu Jinyue had something on her mind just now, so she was blinded.

The lovers around looked at the striking looks of the two and whispered.

A girl covered her mouth and gasped: "My God, that little brother is so handsome, can a person grow up like that?"

Her boyfriend next to her complained, "Am I your boyfriend, or is he your boyfriend?"

"If I could replace you with him, I would definitely." The girl said without thinking.

The boy was angry, turned his eyes away, and then stopped, his face full of surprise: "If you look like his girlfriend, you must have such a handsome boyfriend."

Girl: "..." Let's break up when we go back, will we keep such a boyfriend for the New Year!

Mu Jinyue, who had no idea that she broke up a couple every minute, kept her gaze on the cotton candy machine, with tiny stars shining in her eyes.

The stall owner is a middle-aged uncle, well-dressed and clean, his eyes are narrowed into two slits when he smiles, he looks very friendly and pleasant.

"Are you going to roll marshmallows?"

Fu Yan glanced at Mu Jinyue, and quickly took out his wallet: "How much?"

The boss stretched out five fingers and said with a smile: "The mother and daughter will be up to you after finishing the work. You can first think about what pattern you want to make." He took the money, picked up a small book wrapped in a book cover and handed it To him, "All of the above can be done, but beginners are advised not to choose the ones that are too difficult. The earlier in the book, the easier it is, and the chance of success is higher if it is simple and easy to use."

The boss pointed to the rows of colored glass bottles on the table behind him, and said, "You can also change the colors at will, you can choose whichever you like."

Fu Yan responded, and handed the book to Mu Jinyue. After she took it, she flipped through it, and found that the owner had kept this small book very well. Not only was it covered with a book cover, but the inside pages were also clean, without any creases.

Mu Jinyue took another look at the machine in operation. There were layers of marshmallows, like thin clouds, shining brightly in the clean iron sheet.

She returned the notebook to Fu Yan: "You pay the money, you get it yourself."

Childhood returns to childhood, and Mu Jinyue would not do such childish things as cotton candy.

Fu Yan glanced at her and saw that her gaze was still on the cotton candy machine, but she didn't have the urge to try it, so he couldn't help but sighed, then took the booklet and started to read it.

This is a bit of a motherfucker, if Lu Zicang and the others knew about it, they would laugh him to death...

While slandering, he flipped through the booklet earnestly, his energy was more serious than the exam answer sheet.

The boss looked at this, then at that, touched his chin and smiled teasingly: "Little girl, you have a good boyfriend. I have been in this business for almost ten years, and I have never seen a boy who is willing to roll cotton for his girlfriend." Sugar."

Mu Jinyue withdrew her gaze, took a moment to explain, "We're not a couple."

Fu Yan who was flipping through the booklet paused, and looked up at her with mournful eyes.

For some reason, Mu Jinyue felt a little guilty when he looked at her, she coughed lightly and looked away.

The boss next to me was still teasing, and said in an ambiguous tone, "No? Hey, little girl, why are you shy? Don't look at me as I am old. My eyes are sharp. I saw you from a long distance just now."

"No..." For the first time, Mu Jinyue knew what it means to be unable to argue with a hundred words, her face flushed, and she stammered an explanation: "Just now, just now was just an accident..."

Guessing that she really couldn't handle it, Fu Yanliang realized that he took a step forward and pointed to a pattern in the booklet to show the boss: "That's it."

He has a deep voice, and there is always a slight hostility lingering between his brows. As long as his tone is a little colder, there will be an aura of indifference that should not be entered by strangers. Seeing this, the boss thought that they didn't like other people's jokes, so he didn't like it. What more to say, smiled and took the booklet aside.

Unexpectedly, Fu Yan's aura changed, and he said again: "She is easily shy, and it's not easy to coax her back when she gets angry."

The boss laughed and nodded repeatedly. Mu Jinyue ground her teeth angrily, and stomped on him quietly.

He didn't use any force, Fu Yan didn't feel any pain at all, instead he felt like he was being scratched by a little milk cat, which was still soft and soft when he patted it with a meat pad.

Coincidentally, the mother and daughter's marshmallows were rolled. The boss put on gloves, picked up a bamboo stick, folded it, handed it to Fu Yan, and then fetched colored sugar according to Fu Yan's request.

The heat on Mu Jinyue's face hadn't dissipated, and she felt uncomfortable standing here anywhere, so she said "I'll go around" and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Fu Yan called her to stop. He was still holding a bamboo stick in one hand, while the other hand reached into his pocket, took out his wallet, and stuffed it into Mu Jinyue's hand.

Mu Jinyue looked at him in confusion, blinking, looking cute and ignorant.

Fu Yan explained: "Isn't there no cash?" After a pause, he lowered his voice and said: "I was just across the road."

Therefore, he knew her kindness that she didn't express well, and knew that under her seemingly indifferent appearance, there was a warm heart hidden.

Mu Jinyue looked at him in a daze, but Fu Yan had already turned around, and according to the boss's instructions, filled a small spoonful of pink sugar and poured it into the machine.

The iron machine was wiped clean, reflecting a slightly cold light, but the pink granulated sugar in the plastic spoon was like finely divided glass, bright and beautiful, the young man held the handle of the plastic spoon with his white fingertips, his hand was very steady, He poured the sugar in bit by bit, his eyes were focused and serious, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

In the hot summer, even at sunset, the air is filled with hot and dry breath.

Mu Jinyue looked up and walked towards the freshly squeezed juice stand holding her wallet.

Fu Yan in front of the machine seemed to be focusing on the cotton candy machine, but he was always watching her movements from the corners of his eyes. Seeing Mu Jinyue leave, Fu Yan let out a breath, relaxed his tense arms slightly, frowned and asked to sit down. The boss on one side: "How to do this?"

He just saw that the mother and daughter made it very smoothly, why is it not the same thing in his hands?

The boss has already seen that he won't know it, "haha" laughed twice: "I'm still thinking about when you plan to ask me."

Rolling marshmallows also requires skill. Just now, he saw that the boy was sure of winning, but he didn't move for a long time, so he knew that he didn't know how to do it.

Originally, he was curious about how long the young man was going to hold on, but as soon as his little girlfriend left, the man immediately asked.

As for the reason, it's understandable. Boys have such strong self-esteem, so of course they don't want to show their clumsiness in front of their girlfriends.

The boss got up slowly, walked to him slowly, and said with emotion: "It's nice to be young!"

Fu Yan suppressed the irritability that was about to move, and asked again: "So, how to do this?"

Not far from the cotton candy stand, the sound of the juicer was buried in the noise.

Mu Jinyue walked over, first ordered a glass of watermelon juice for herself, and when it was her turn to buy it for Fu Yan, she was in a bit of trouble.

She found out in vain that she didn't know Fu Yan at all. He knew that she liked squid heads just by watching her eat a grilled squid, but she had eaten several meals with Fu Yan, and she didn't even know what he liked to drink.

"Little girl?"

Behind the fresh-squeezed juice booth was a young lady. Seeing that Mu Jinyue was in a daze, she smiled kindly: "Don't you know what to choose?"

Mu Jinyue nodded, looking at the rows of juice names, feeling a little dazzled.

"Then let me recommend it to you." The young lady was very enthusiastic, and asked non-stop, "Is it for a girlfriend, or a boyfriend?"

(End of this chapter)