Chapter 1865 [Stay? 】

It's five o'clock.

Fang Wenping's house.

The lighting here is very good, and it is a duplex room on the top floor. The dusky sunset slowly spills into the room, and it feels as soft as a picture scroll.

Of course, the picture in the kitchen is not so soft.

Dong Xuebin was stinking and sweating, and was scratching the fish scales, and the fishy smell of the whole room was also hitting him a lot. Dong Xuebin couldn't help complaining. He was paralyzed. I didn't even bother to change clothes on your birthday, and I even bought you a gift. You're good. You don't even care about having a meal together. You have to make it for you by your buddy? Tell me, what is this called?

"Are you ready?" Fang Wenping outside urged.

Dong Xuebin didn't get angry, "I haven't finished cleaning up yet."

Fang Wenping was called Jin Gui, and said, "Hurry up, or close the kitchen door and hear the sound of scraping fish scales."

Dong Xuebin couldn't wait to go out and give her a kick, and he also said to her, "If you eat ready-made here, don't be so particular about it, okay?"

Fang Wenping was very unhappy, "You say it again?"

The bell rang, the phone rang, it was Fang Wenping's call, she didn't care about it anymore, picked up the phone and said, "Hey, I... um... um, got it... I said I got it, this is You go to Li Xing-chang, I am not responsible for this... I'm off today, not in the unit... You don't understand me, right? I told you to ask Li Xing-chang, if he doesn't care , you wait for me to go to work on Monday...that's all."

Dong Xuebin heard it, and said in his heart that this old Fang came here from the Central Disciplinary Committee. He also mentioned the deputy-provincial-level from the main hall. The way of co-authoring has not changed at all. Sure enough, she was still the female hooligan who was hiding from people in the capital. She was virtuous wherever she went. She shook her head helplessly, and Dong Xuebin had almost cleaned up the fish. Check the time, let's do it.

fried fish.

stew.

stir fry.

Dong Xuebin was busy alone.

Fang Wenping was watching TV in the outside living room, the old man was sitting on the ground, and he was so calm that he didn't mean to come to help at all, and you wouldn't help if you didn't help. If it's too big, let him turn up the range hood. After a while, he told him not to put so much sugar in the cooking, she didn't like it too sweet,

Anyway, the old man gave orders there.

Itchy teeth with anger - this is completely impossible to describe Dong Xuebin's current mood.

I can't wait to sit Fang Wenping to death - this description barely reflects Dong Xuebin's true thoughts now.

So annoying!

What are you talking about blindly!

Are you able to come and cook? ?

After closing the kitchen door, Dong Xuebin came out of his sight and didn't expect others to help, so he even cooked vegetables, brushed pots and served vegetables. As soon as the kitchen door was opened, Dong Xuebin walked out with a few plates of fried dishes, "It's all set, let's start dinner!"

Fang Wenping was on the phone, her face turned pale when she heard the words, she looked coldly at Dong Xuebin's mouth and said to the phone: "Well, who is it... No one. It's just me... You little girl, you are quite gossipy. Isn't it? No one, the voice on the TV, your aunt and I don't have any friends or relatives here. Of course, I'm celebrating my birthday alone... um... hehe, they? I dare to call, do they dare to come? One I'm scared to death, and my aunt doesn't like too many people. It's too messy... Well, I'm going to eat here, you kiss my aunt... How old are you, how old are you, I'm your aunt too, hurry up... ...Well, that's good, go get busy." At this moment, Fang Wenping seemed to be a different person. The mother's love on his face was also very gentle, which made Dong Xuebin feel goosebumps when he saw it.

And kiss you?

You don't think it's shabby, and the children of others also think it's shabby.

Of course Dong Xuebin knew who was on the phone, it must be her little niece Fang Shuiling. That is, Fang Wenping showed this kind of gentle expression when the other party was Shui Ling. By the way, as well as her own daughter Qianqian, Fang Wenping also liked it very much. As for other people... she never took it seriously. Thinking about it this way, Dong Xuebin's anger from Fang Wenping has also dissipated a lot. He should be quite special in Fang Wenping's eyes. The fact that she came to her house to drink in the middle of the night, and the fact that she was alone on her birthday this time, can also explain some problems. If people don't care about themselves at all , why did you ask yourself to celebrate her big birthday?

Thinking of this, Dong Xuebin also thought about it, forget it, my buddy doesn't care about you, "Sister Fang, let's eat, I'm a little tired this morning, my hands are sore, and I don't know if I've done it well or not. You can eat as much as you want, and there are two more dishes, I'll take them."

Fang Wenping hummed and put the phone on the table.

Dong Xuebin went to bring out the other dishes and put rice, "By the way, how old is your birthday this year?" After asking, he regretted it.

Fang Wenping didn't even look at him, just ignored the words.

Dong Xuebin coughed, knowing that everyone is this age, it must be difficult to ask the age, "Then what, do you have wine at home? It's not fun to celebrate your birthday without wine, you must drink some."

Fang Wenping pointed to a cabinet, "It's in there, take it yourself, I have a stomachache, so I won't drink it today."

"Okay, then you can drink tea." Dong Xuebin found a bottle of Guojiao from the cabinet. It seemed to be quite old, and it looked good, so he opened it and poured it for himself without moving his chopsticks. Raising a glass, "Fang-province-chang, I'll give you a toast, and wish you will always be so young."

Fang Wenping touched him with a teacup and took a sip.

Dong Xuebin didn't care about her, he made a toast by himself, and after drinking the wine, his stomach warmed up, very comfortable, and the wine was delicious, "Hoo, eat vegetables, try my craftsmanship."

Fang Wenping had already eaten it.

"How is it?" Dong Xuebin asked expectantly.

Fang Wenping said lightly: "That's it, I can eat it."

Dong Xuebin was dumbfounded, paralyzed, my buddy spent a long time frying the dishes for a long time, and your co-authorship is an "eatable" evaluation, right? Dong Xuebin also tasted it himself, and it was clearly delicious. He knew his cooking skills, was satisfied with himself, and knew his weight, even if he didn't do it beautifully. It's good, but it's not just "eatable", right?

"You try this again."

"Well, it's okay."

Dong Xuebin didn't ask anymore. He was drinking and eating food. He was really hungry. No matter what Fang Wenping's comments, he started to feast on his own. After tossing for a long time, when he arrived at Fang Wenping's house, he went to Fang Wenping's house to cook for a long time. He was already hungry and fainted. Now he feels more and more hungry as he eats. After kissing the neck, Dong Xuebin didn't take Fang Wenping as an outsider from the bottom of his heart, at least he never regarded her as a pure leader, so he was very open.

Fang Wenping frowned, "How long have you been hungry?"

Dong Xuebin sighed, "I haven't eaten for a day, I'm so hungry, don't just look at me, you eat too."

Fang Wenping eats slowly and gracefully. This may be the habit and literacy she has acquired since she was a child. After all, she came from a big family. Although Dong Xuebin eats fast, she eats a lot. Drinking wine, so the meal dragged on for a long time.

When I looked at my watch after dinner, it was already seven o'clock.

Dong Xuebin didn't wash the dishes today. He touched his stomach and drank the last bit of wine, and he didn't move his nest. He washed and cooked, and he still washed the dishes? Go bullshit. Fang Wenping didn't move, didn't even leave the dining table, she turned on the TV and watched the news, the provincial TV station and the China Central TV station, the two of them saw it at eight o'clock in the evening and no one spoke. It's your birthday, what's your mother's birthday? Dong Xuebin also smiled bitterly.

It's past eight.

It was getting dark early and completely.

Dong Xuebin said, "I'll go up and look at the clothes."

Fang Wenping didn't look at him, and said, "The balcony upstairs."

"Okay." Dong Xuebin went upstairs and walked to the second floor of the duplex.

It was luxurious and spacious. It was incomparable to the duplex in his family's courtyard. After a few glances, he found a large balcony extending out of the corridor, opened the door and went out, wiping his own. Shirts and pants, yes, they're all wet, and not just a little bit, but all wet, not dry at all, yes, it's only a few hours in the afternoon, and it's still cold after winter In the spring of 2019, this was even more difficult to dry, so Dong Xuebin had to take off his clothes and walked downstairs.

"I haven't done it yet." Dong Xuebin said, "Where is the heater? I'll try it on the heater."

Fang Wenping pointed a finger, and Dong Xuebin followed the direction of her finger to find the heater. He didn't dare to put it on directly. His clothes were made of good material and would definitely be burnt, so he put it on a hook above the heater, and then continued. Watch some unknown TV shows with Fang Wenping.

It's nine o'clock.

Another hour passed.

The clothes were still the same, showing no signs of drying at all.

Dong Xuebin also saw it now, it was impossible to walk in this outfit, "Sister Fang, you really have no clothes here? I can wear whatever I can, otherwise I won't be able to leave."

Fang Wenping looked at his clothes, "Then you just wait here and wait for the clothes to dry. You can leave when you're done. There is a guest room on the first floor. You can stay if you want, then I don't care." It's getting late, I'm resting." Then I went upstairs to brush my teeth and wash up, really ignoring Dong Xuebin. (To be continued...)