Let’s have some late night snacks

Author: Feng Si Niang

Let’s have some late night snacks

After Du Heng and Xue Feibai changed their clothes and came out together, it could be seen to the naked eye that their legs and feet were a little stiff when they walked.

Really, I couldn’t stand listening anymore, and I was even treated as an audience invisibly.

Along the way, they walked together in silence until Xue Feibai came to a stall where he often came and sat down, and Du Heng also sat down with him.

The scene that had shocked the two of them for a whole year was forcibly expelled from their minds.

This stall is indeed a bit remote, and the oil on the stove is dark and reflective.

Du Heng even regretted sitting down, wondering if she would be stuck to the stool.

The boss is a middle-aged man, with white teeth exposed on his tanned face, and his rough hands wash them very clean. When he sees the guests sitting down, he steps forward to greet them skillfully:

"Young Master, you brought someone here today!" the boss said honestly.

Xue Feibai's usually handsome face now showed a sincere smile, nodded slightly, and then said: "Just like the third child."

"Where is this guest officer?" the boss asked.

"I just want to be like him."

Du Heng was already exhausted physically and mentally, especially after watching such a big show, and he no longer bothered about what to eat.

When Du Heng looked at the "last three things" served by the boss, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

"Boiled, stewed dumplings, and sheep in water. Xue Feibai, are these the 'three old things' you often eat?"

Xue Feibai ate without raising his head, and the bowl of sea food moved up and down along with his head.

"You can still eat such fishy stuff and still eat it often?"

Du Heng saw the three things placed in front of him and turned his eyes away in disgust.

"Hey, young guest, you can't say that. I guess you come from a good background and you don't often eat this kind of food, but ordinary people like us - we old Beijing people are not bad at this kind of food;

Secondly, we are all men, so what do you eat to make up for it?" After saying that, he changed his straightforward look and winked at Xue Fei with his white eyebrows dancing.

Xue Feibai felt as if his tail had been stepped on, and kept moving his buttocks to express his agreement.

Du Heng didn't even notice, he just pushed it away from a distance, "Give me a bowl of wontons!"

After the boss walked away disappointed, Xue Feibai had already finished two bowls in a row, staring intently at the bowl Du Heng pushed out, and said: "You won't eat this, it's not a waste..."

"you eat!"

"Okay, I've been waiting for your words! Alas -"

Xue Feibai changed the subject, "We each have to pay for our meals! You still have to pay for these three bowls!"

Du Heng was so angry that he dropped a piece of broken silver and said, "No need to look for it anymore"!

Xue Feibai looked at the portion, thinking that it would last for another half a month as a late-night snack, so he smiled happily again.

"But by the way, Du Xiao..." Xue Feibai silently changed his name to Mr. Du in the face of Du Heng's eyes.

"Why did you come to visit someone else's mansion at night again?"

Du Heng said nothing, but Xue Feibai understood what she meant: Take care of yourself.

Not only did Xue Feibai not know how to restrain himself, he even sat down next to Du Heng with a bowl in his hands and touched Du Heng with his elbow:

"Hey, do you think that Yan...that person was his wife just now?"

Du Heng rolled his eyes almost to the sky,

"Didn't you just stare at it intently? How could you not even know that it was the wife he was marrying?"

"What!" Xue Feibai opened his mouth as big as a bowl of sea, digesting this fact.

"Although I didn't see Madam Zhuo's whole face clearly just now, Madam Yan has quite a long legs and is quite criticized by those long-tongued ladies. Moreover, Madam Yan's real name is Zhuo."

Xue Feibai rubbed his chin with one hand, thoughtfully: "I didn't expect these big feet to be really pretty~"

Du Heng:......

"That's right, young master, let me tell you, women's big feet are much prettier than small ones."

The boss who brought the wontons to Du Heng happened to hear what Xue Feibai said and intervened. He probably thought that everyone was just a man, just sitting and chatting.

Seeing Du Heng and Xue Feibai casting curious glances at him, the boss became even more enthusiastic.

“To evaluate whether a pair of feet looks good or not, you can’t judge them by length. Toenails are healthy and pink, belly is plump and round, arches are normal, and toes are long and slender.

Although a woman's small feet look good when walking in shoes, which is a weak point, but which man would like his wife's broken foot? Sometimes he really doesn't understand the aesthetics of noble people..."

Du Heng's head was pounding that night, and she sent the boss away, "I'm sure that Mrs. Zhuo is Mrs. Yan."

Xue Feibai remained in the same posture, nodding thoughtfully,

"Yan Taoxue is indeed a good man. He has always kept a distance from beautiful women. Many people also envy the relationship between him and his wife. It turns out that they have a special way of maintaining their relationship?"

Well...role play.

But...then they really made no progress this time. Apart from knowing his little bed habits, they couldn't find out his personal attitude towards which party.

That's all, Du Heng rubbed his temples and tried to show off his skills.

After dinner, Du Heng was about to go home, but Xue Feibai stopped her:

"Fiancée, we have not known each other since we started fighting. I think we both have secret things to do. How about we cooperate?"

Du Heng coldly flattened his smiling face. Seeing that the smile in his peach blossom eyes seemed to spread to the corners of his eyes, he sneered: "You are not qualified yet."

Xue Feibai jumped up angrily, "Then when we meet like this in the future, it would be boring for you to kill me and me to kill you. I am still very powerful, okay?"

"You're not as ruthless as me, and you don't have as many ideas as I do. After I discovered your plan, you couldn't hide in the dark anymore. Your life might be at stake. You must be afraid!"

Xue Feibai seemed to have been told something that was on his mind and did not respond.

Du Heng continued:

"Xue Feibai, killing you will do me no good; but you are not qualified to cooperate with me.

I don’t have to find fault with you, but you should also be more at ease with me. If I find out what little tricks you are doing secretly again, don’t blame me for being ruthless."

After saying that, Du Heng stood up and left.

Xue Feibai made a face at her retreating back, as if he wanted to scold her, but he didn't know what to say or what he thought of, so he whispered:

"Big-footed woman! Evil woman! You don't look like a lady at all. Why didn't your mother bind your feet?"

Immediately, the small words disappeared in the summer night wind, and Du Heng did not hear even a single sound.
Chapter completed!