The box was placed on the side. Chen Xiao looked at it and felt annoying. He just wore gloves to eat crayfish, but he still didn't hold it down and took off one of the gloves. Then he took the box to the bottom of a storage rack on the side.

Stuff the box in.

When she turned back, Huo Qingyuan looked up at her.

Chen Xiao glanced at him: "What's your look?"

"Did that box offend you?"

Chen Xiao sat down again, put on the gloves again, and hummed, "If you ask any more, you will offend me soon."

"OK, don't ask."

Chen Xiao ate four or five crayfish and felt that something was missing. She looked at Huo Qingyuan beside her: "Do you think we are missing something?"

"What's missing?"

Huo Qingyuan handed her the peeled crayfish, and Chen Xiao was not polite and took it directly: "Beer, don't you drink beer when you eat barbecue?"

"There are still a few cans of beer in the refrigerator. Go and get it!"

Chen Xiao kicked him directly, Huo Qingyuan took off his gloves, got up, walked slowly to the kitchen to get beer.

"Isn't your stomach bad?"

Huo Qingyuan took the cold beer and did not give it to her immediately.

Chen Xiao leaned over and snatched it over: "I'll just drink a can, it's okay."

She threw herself on Huo Qingyuan's body, and the juice from the gloves dripped on the shirt. Chen Xiao felt guilty: "If you don't give it to me, I will just apply it to you."

Huo Qingyuan had no choice but to let go and put the beer in front of her: "Who did you learn from? Do you have to drink beer when you eat barbecue?"

"Who do you need to learn this from? Isn't it all the same?"

"You didn't like beer before."

"Didn't you like playing games before?"

Huo Qingyuan is very strange. When he was in middle school, the boys Chen Xiao knew were playing games, but he didn't play much.

He doesn't play games, but he actually likes to draw, and he draws whenever he has something to do.

Chen Xiao has seen the paintings he painted, not to mention, they are quite beautiful. If his surname is not Huo, if his parents are not the only son, Huo Qingyuan might be a painter.

Of course, if he was not Huo Qingyuan, he would probably starve to death.

Once I mentioned the two people I had known for more than 20 years, there were more common topics.

"By the way, are you still drawing now?"

Perhaps this problem hit Huo Qingyuan's heart. Huo Qingyuan looked at her and his face was not very good: "No more paintings."

Chen Xiao wanted to raise his hand and pat his shoulder to comfort him. As soon as he raised his hand, he saw the juice on his gloves. She had to take it back embarrassedly: "It's okay, you have money."

If you have money, you are happier than 99% of the people in this world.

As a human being, you can't expect so many things.

"Yes, I have money, so I won't have to ask others to borrow five million like you."

Chen Xiao was dissatisfied when he heard this: "Why did you suddenly attack my life? There are so many people who can't afford five million!"

"Yes, there are so many people who can't afford five million. There are not so many women who can't afford five million but want to ask others about 5 million to borrow five million to men."

Chen Xiao suddenly felt that the crayfish in her hand was no longer fragrant, so she kicked Huo Qingyuan hard: "Good atmosphere, why are you talking about this?"

"Remind you so that you won't want to make mistakes again."

Chen Xiao took off his gloves, "Tang Jinan and I have already separated. You don't need to say these words to disgust me."

"But even if I parted with him, I won't be with you Huo Qingyuan."

Chen Xiao said, pausing: "You are not much better than him."
Chapter completed!