What? Introduce her to a girlfriend?
Zhu Yan burst out laughing, looked at the boss, and then at the pig liver-colored face beside him.
Could it be that the old man wanted to introduce a boyfriend and girlfriend to her and this pretty guy?
Surprisingly, I still have this hobby.
What about the mole on the corner of the mouth that is the matchmaker’s symbol?
"Don't worry, I'm here."
Xia Yang gently patted Zhu Yan's arm and felt a chill in his eyes when he saw the coil of wool flying in the wind.
Zhu Yan glanced at Xia Yang and broke away her arm.
He glanced at the stool that had been hacked by a knife, and then at the dazzling bowls on the table that had no time to eat. He raised his feet and hooked the stool beside the table, and sat down.
He picked up the chopsticks, looked around, picked up a piece of braised hairtail and started eating.
In fact, it’s nice to have someone help pick out a fish bone once in a while!
When he picked up the second piece, he glanced at Xia Yang, who was standing aside. Seeing the doubt flashing in his eyes, he turned back, continued to pick up the third piece, and started eating.
Why are you still there?
Are you waiting to introduce your girlfriend? What a fool.
Um? Xia Yang was stunned by Zhu Yan's actions and started eating again?
What a big heart!
Sure enough, she was the wife he recognized, she was calm in the face of danger, and she was much better than him.
He almost fought the boss with a knife!
"I misunderstood, uncle, I have a wife. We appreciate your kindness."
Xia Yang raised his hand to straighten his clothes, patted his boss on the shoulder, pointed at Zhu Yan, and smiled proudly.
"Uh," the boss glanced at the fisherman on the stool, then at Zhu Yan, who was eating fish seriously, and asked reluctantly, "Is it true?"
Zhu Yan remained silent and continued eating the fish.
Does she still need to answer this?
She and that white-faced man obviously don’t know each other!
It’s all been emphasized!
How forgetful you are in old age!
Explanation is a cover-up! Her mission is to eat!
Not here to discuss who is who!
"Of course." Xia Yang glanced at Zhu Yan, who was silent, with a mean smile on his face, "Old man, focus on your business. Matchmaking is not suitable for you."
"I asked the girl, not you," the boss frowned slightly, looked at Xia Yang, and pointed at the man on the stool, "You have to pay for the loss of my stool."
"Ahem!" Xia Yang blinked, took a look, and immediately laughed again. He leaned into the boss's ear and whispered, "Fortunately, you are going to be a matchmaker, otherwise, I will really kill you. I But, I have been in a dormitory."
The boss's eyes instantly widened like bells, and he turned his head to look at Xia Yang numbly, without regaining consciousness for a moment.
He just wants to find a girlfriend for his son!
This white-faced guy is so, so, so hard to mess with!
Forget the stool, it's one yuan a piece, not worth it.
I'm going to tell the old lady right now that I just remembered the money for the noodles, so I can save it!
Anyone who has been in this house cannot be offended.
"Old man, I accidentally broke this stool. Let me record it."
Xia Yang walked towards the prisoner's stool with a mean smile on his face and pulled the prisoner off with all his strength.
Let me go, how hard did I use just now? This stool must have been cut too deep.
Xia Yang shook the bag towards his boss, looked at the boss who was still in a daze, and laughed to himself.
Alas, you look like a good citizen at first glance!
Actually, he wanted to learn how to avoid gangsters and scare them by arresting them!
Well, someone seemed to praise him just now. He must be so handsome.
Xia Yang held his hand and looked at the group of chattering girls.
Wow, Xia Yang, you are so handsome. "Xia Yang, Xia Yang, so cool." "He is indeed a talented man from the philosophy department. He is so handsome even when he is captured." "
A group of chattering girls exploded in an instant.
"Xia Yang, when did you and Zhu Yan get married?"
A sweet voice rang out from the crowd.
Zhu Yan raised her head and looked over. Five or six people were looking eagerly in this direction!
marry?
What the hell!
Thinking too much.
Only now did she know that this white-faced man had a surname of Xia and a given name of Yang.
Get married.
She is not yet twenty.
No, these girls are causing trouble, right?
Calm down!
She doesn't need to explain this kind of thing!
Zhu Yan put the last piece of braised hairtail on the plate into her mouth.
"Look, that's the braised hairtail that Xia Yang was picking off the bones just now." "Wow, that's so considerate." "Wow, that's true love."
A group of chirping sparrows came from behind again.
What? Xia Yang’s fish bone?
Saw it all!
Did you also see the first intimate touch just now - the accidental head-to-head greeting?
Zhu Yan raised her eyelids and looked at the white face holding the trap across from her.
Damn, he was just playing nunchaku to show off his coolness, but he actually started playing catch. Are you planning to go into the kitchen from now on?
Really promising!
Could it be that the sparrow has just arrived, and the white face is a genius?
It is said that men who like to play in the kitchen have higher IQs.
She can't do it, she gets dizzy in the kitchen!
Zhu Yan lowered her head and looked around to see if she had eaten the food on the table.
"Boss, your knife." Xia Yang turned around and handed the knife to the boss.
The boss took the bag, took a deep look at Xia Yang, then looked at Zhu Yan with a complicated expression, and walked towards the boss's wife with a little flutter at his feet.
Xia Yang watched the boss leave with a smile on his face, glanced at the chattering girls behind him, said nothing, casually took the stool next to him, and sat down opposite Zhu Yan, "Here."
Um? Zhu Yan looked at the hands stretched out by the white face opposite, glanced at them, and then looked away.
One, two, three, four,...it seems like there's still something missing, maybe I didn't bring it over.
Zhu Yan looked towards the boss and his wife.
NND, it was a false alarm, she had forgotten that there was still a bowl of bean curd that was not served.
Eat some tofu to calm yourself down.
Huh? what?
When Zhu Yan turned around, she saw Xia Yang stretching his arms and carefully helping her wrap around the three to four centimeters long woolen sleeves that the boss had forcibly pulled down.
Huh? Pretty handy!
There are seven twists and eight twists, two knots in one knot, and three, four, five or six beautiful butterflies, hanging down neatly, like tassels.
"Okay." Xia Yang said with a flattering smile, "This way, it doesn't look like a spring."
What? He was admiring the tasseled beauty when he heard the sound and glanced at Xia Yang.
Dogs bark!
"Daughter-in-law, look, how about I knit some of the sleeves here for you?"
Xia Yang looked around and reached out to pull the cuff of Zhu Yan's left hand.
He likes symmetry the most!
"Hiss—" Before his hands could reach out to his clothes, the soreness in his legs instantly surged up.
Xia Yang looked at Zhu Yan with an exaggerated expression, "Hitting is kissing, scolding is -"
"Love!" The sparrows behind him said in unison, followed by bursts of laughter.
Zhu Yan turned her head and glanced at the group of sparrows, then turned her head again.
What the hell, where did these sparrows come from?
Don’t you understand that food can’t be said?
"Xia, Yang, right?" Zhu Yan put down her chopsticks and looked steadily at the white face opposite her.
"Well, Xia Yang," Xia Yang said with a cheeky smile, moved forward and whispered, "You used to like to call me Yangyang the most. Please call me."
"Yangyang?" Zhu Yan's lips twitched and she snorted, "I think your skin is itchy, isn't it?"
"Auntie, catch me. I want to deal with this stinky gangster."
What?
The boss who had just walked to the landlady's side suddenly dropped the catch in his hand. He was still having fun!
They mean it!
They are good people!
He can't afford to compete with this person who has entered the house!
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