Chapter 178: Lover? The planning man’s lonely love

Ming Yao was sitting in the Ke Mian food stall, bored, and casually hummed a lovesick tune about love, love, love. Yucheng did not dare to have an open showdown, but he was also afraid that without intervention, the relationship between the three people would one day be revealed to the world. What should we do? It really makes it difficult for Yucheng to be a good person on both ends. Ke Mian was working hard in the kitchen when he vaguely heard Ming Yao's smiling voice and kept looking out.

"Great! Does our Ming Yao have a girlfriend? Who is it? Isn't she pretty?"

Although it is a cold winter, the winter rain does not stop, and it is even more rainy in the food stall where Pei Kemian shared his thoughts. Seeing the last batch of guests pouring out, Pei Kemian dropped his apron and rushed out of the kitchen. He couldn't wait to sit down at Ming Yao and Yu Cheng who were so noisy that he couldn't tell the difference between north, south and east. middle. After Ming Yao and Yu Cheng glared at each other again, they both sat with their backs to each other, holding their shoulders with their hands. Ke Mian was caught in the middle for no reason. But he still put his hand on Ming Yao's shoulder with a smile. "Show me the photo, you brat!"

"The photos haven't been taken yet, but in my heart she is like a goddess descending from heaven!"

Ming Yao was so embarrassed by Ke Mian's teasing that his ears turned red for some reason. In order to cover up his embarrassment, he deliberately said loudly and sensationally.

"Oh my God, my God. It's so disgusting. Then when you have the chance, just bring her to the store and let your sister-in-law and I have a look at it! Don't worry, this meal will be taken care of by me. I will definitely spend everything I have." I'll entertain you. After all, I am your in-laws." Ke Mian teased loudly regardless of his image, especially the last sentence. He emphasized his tone and even squeezed Ming Yao's arm.

"Besides, let's just deceive ourselves and others. I don't even have that horoscope yet." Yu Cheng sat in front and muttered loudly. Ke Mian and Ming Yao looked at each other for a second, and then Ke Mian took off his feet. He put on his shoes and tried hard to throw it at the back of Yucheng's head. If Mingyao hadn't been afraid that Yucheng would be injured, he quickly stood up and hugged Ke Mian. Ke Mian really wanted to beat Yucheng up or open the window to let Yucheng and the garbage Fly away together.

"Asshole!" Ke Mian still muttered into Yu Cheng's ear angrily.

"You have also seen that if our Ming Yao hadn't turned towards you, I would have really wanted to kick you! I really want to find you a mirror so that you can take a good look at the bear you look like now! You are obviously a happily married person, and why? I’m sour about this and that all day long.”, “Ming Yao, tell the truth to Brother Ke Mian, have you given your heart to someone else?!”

Yucheng always had a frosty and calm look on his face. Ke Mian, who suddenly felt that his efforts were in vain, rolled his big black eyes again and put his hand on Ming Yao's shoulder again with a sweet smile.

"I advise you to give up. Even if you fall in love so much, you will only be able to move yourself in the end."

After Yucheng finished speaking, he bowed his head deeply and remained silent. Seeing his embarrassed look, even strangers on the street would feel ashamed.

"You're done, aren't you? Can you please keep your mouth clean! You're so sincere! Is it interesting? Our Ming Yao finally met the woman he likes. Isn't it something worth celebrating? You're good, you look so good. Plastic friendship." Ke Mian said bluntly.

Yucheng originally had some unspeakable secrets, and he always felt annoyed, ashamed, and uncomfortable. Now he heard Ke Mian's mocking words as if there were no one around him. Although the food stalls no longer had the same crowds as during the peak season, he still had the feeling that the whole world was ridiculing him. But because of his friend's affection, he couldn't respond hysterically, so he could only take out a napkin from the table, tear it into strips over and over, and twist it awkwardly into a paper rope.