Kung Pao chicken with plump and oily chicken, tender and spicy mapo tofu, boiled fish sprinkled with a layer of chili pepper and sesame seeds...
Looking at a table of tempting delicacies, Yan Anqing couldn't wait to put down his phone: "Eat, eat! I've been thinking about this for a long time!"
After picking up a piece of boneless boiled fish and putting it into his mouth, Yan Anqing stomped her feet excitedly: "It's so delicious!"
Then he took another bite of noodles: "Hmm~ The noodles are very chewy, very good!"
Yan Anqing gave Jiang Su a big thumbs up.
"Really?"
Jiang Su was a little skeptical, after all, he was the one who kneaded the dough.
When kneading the noodles, he felt like he was kneading a ball of cement, which was so hard that he doubted his life.
"Really, really! Try it!"
Under Yan Anqing's expectant gaze, Jiang Su took a bite of the noodles and found them to be surprisingly chewy. The sauce he prepared was also sour and delicious. When combined together, it can be used to relieve the greasiness of stir-fry dishes and is also appetizing. Effect.
"It's really good. It seems that I also have a talent for cooking." Jiang Su boasted without hesitation.
"Hehe, that's pretty good! Hey, I found that we are missing something...wait for me, I'll get a bottle of wine!"
"Do you still want to drink?" Jiang Su was happy and surprised, but Yan Meizi had already run to get the wine, leaving him with only a trace of her beauty.
But it’s okay, they haven’t seen each other for a long time, so it doesn’t hurt to drink less!
Jiang Su thought, and his whole body was full of energy.
Not long after, Yan Anqing ran back with a bottle of red wine, beaming: "Here is this bottle! This bottle does not require sobering up!"
"good!"
The atmosphere in the restaurant was cheerful and lively. Pink liquid was swaying in two wine glasses. The two people looked at each other, with excitement and enthusiasm for reunion after a long absence flowing in their eyes.
"An Qing, welcome back!"
"Thank you Su Lao for taking care of me!"
Jiang Su was stunned for a moment when he heard the name "Su Guy", and then realized that they both knew each other's names on Station B!
On the night before Yan Anqing went abroad, they had been honest with each other and revealed their identities as the master painter [Su] and Wu Jian [Little Color].
Immediately, Jiang Su smiled with relief: "Okay, then I will welcome Wu Jian, a little color who likes dancing, likes cosplay, and is also involved in the ancient fashion circle, to return to China!"
With a "dang~" sound, the two wine glasses collided together, making a crisp sound.
Jiang Su originally took a big sip, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Yan Anqing looking like he was about to drink it all, so he quickly drank the glass of red wine in one breath.
"Here, pour more!" The sweet taste of red wine emanated from his mouth, and the atmosphere seemed to become hotter. Jiang Su filled two more wine glasses.
"First of all, how much can you drink?" Jiang Su said, taking a bite of noodles.
The combination of wine and noodles has a wonderful taste reaction.
"I'm a bad drinker."
Yan Anqing replied shyly. After just one cup, her face glowed red, as if coated with a light layer of pink, which was very attractive.
"I don't think you are a drunkard, so you just did it."
"That was the first glass of wine just now... Now let's drink slowly, eating, chatting and drinking."
"Can."
Although Jiang Su was happy, he still restrained himself, knowing that he couldn't drink too much, and he couldn't let Yan Anqing drink too much.
The two talked a lot about themselves at the dinner table. As the topic deepened, the wine in the wine glass did not stop.
Yan Anqing talked about her experience as a trainee in South Korea and talked about several things.
For example, she made several jokes because she couldn't understand Korean; for example, there were several girls who practiced singing and dancing with her, and she played very well with two of them; for example, she often forgot when she went to the practice room alone. Get the key...
Jiang Su had said so much and listened to so much, but he could feel that Yan Anqing was avoiding the important points when telling him about that time, and she was not happy in Korea.
"Now that you're back, don't leave again. It's not as good as home anywhere." Jiang Su said, clinking glasses with Yan Anqing again, and the two took a sip.
"You're right." Yan Anqing put down the wine glass, his eyes a little blurry, and poked around in the noodle bowl with his chopsticks, his face flushed with an intoxicating blush, "From now on, I won't care, I will buy whatever I want. I can do whatever I want, I can like whoever I want, I can play with whoever I want, even if the King of Heaven is here, he can’t control me!"
Jiang Su was amused by Yan Anqing's ferocious and drunken words: "Okay, okay, I'm not afraid of you, Heavenly King. I think you drank a little too much."
"Hey, just two glasses of wine, how much can I drink? Jiang Su, I am happy. I am happy to see you; I am happy to have this meal with you; I am happy to be with you at this moment." Yan Anqing had a serious face, and the blush on her cheeks became more and more intoxicating.
"Okay, if you're happy, I'm happy too!" Maybe it was because the alcohol was a bit high, but Jiang Su felt a surge of blood in his chest.
"Come and drink to the joy!"
"Cheers to the joy!"
"Here's to freedom!"
"Here's to freedom!"
…
An hour later, the two of them were lying on the sofa, looking at the ceiling and laughing at the same time.
None of them were drunk, they all drank just enough. There is no full-awake restraint, no chaotic impulse.
Happiness, pleasure, enjoyment, ease, comfort.
The name of this bottle of wine is youth.
"Hey, Jiang Su, do you have any wishes?"
Yan Anqing suddenly stood up, but Jiang Su was still lying lazily on the sofa. She stretched her long legs and straddled him.
"Ah? Me." Jiang Su felt himself a little drifting, with a smile on his lips, "Looking at this huge chandelier in your house now, I just want to be rich."
"What can you do with money?" Yan Anqing blinked and asked innocently.
Jiang Su still looked at the ceiling and smiled foolishly: "Buy a tank."
"How much does it cost?" Yan Anqing lay on Jiang Su and counted on his fingers, as if he was calculating whether he had enough money to buy a tank.
"I don't know. I guess I don't have enough cash, so I have to swipe a card." Jiang Su shook his head.
Yan Anqing frowned, her delicate face looking serious: "Then what if you can't pay back the credit card?"
Jiang Su withdrew his gaze and saw Yan Anqing's face close at hand.
She lay on top of him, so close to him, her eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings, and the hot breath of the two of them was filled with the romantic floral and fruity aroma of red wine, entwined together.
Jiang Su stared at her and suddenly smiled brightly: "Don't be afraid, I have a tank. I will blow up whoever comes to collect the bill."
Yan Anqing was extremely excited: "You are so handsome."
Then, Yan Anqing didn't know what he thought of, got off Jiang Su, and tugged on his clothes: "I'll take you to see my cosplay suit. You must really like it!"
