Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 590 Now She Just Wants to Escape

"Stinky boy, you are still children in my eyes, why, you are not happy?" Abo hit him on the head with chopsticks, muttering complaints in his mouth.

Han Cheng held his head on purpose and shouted 'Ouch', "It's wrong, it's wrong." Uncle laughed helplessly at his teasing, but his eyes were full of doting.

Meng Lan looked at them quietly, although there was a gentle smile on her delicate face, but she was tired, and the smile didn't reach her eyes at all.

After the fight was over, Uncle looked at her, embarrassed to say more, and could only sigh, and set chopsticks and a small plate of vinegar for her, "Eat more girls."

"That's right, I don't have that much face to ask A Bo to make dumplings for me. He's doing it for you, so you can eat more to cheer me up~" Han Cheng smiled brightly, and when he was in a good mood, he said It is also special.

He stuffed a dumpling in one bite, and snorted contentedly, "Hmm, it's so delicious, Abo's craftsmanship is still the same as back then!"

Uncle laughed with joy and was very happy.

The two of them sang together, Meng Lan seemed impolite not to eat, she squeezed her chopsticks tightly, and when they landed on the jade plate, she frowned.

To be honest, she has no appetite and can't eat anything.

But she still took a dumpling with her chopsticks and took small bites of the meat filling, her expression slightly stagnant.

I don't know if it was caused by the heat from the dumplings on the plate, or at this moment, countless memories flooded my heart, Meng Lan's eyes were rosy, and tears fell instantly——

She still remembers that when she was a child, her parents were busy with work, Feng Mu and Han Cheng were tired of eating the meals cooked by the servants at home, and would always sneak out to cook a small stove, while she just followed them to eat and eat. After a few, the 'Secret Base' tavern became their first choice!
Later, when Feng Mu's birthday was about to be celebrated, she decided to learn how to make dumplings from Abo herself. After learning for a week, she broke ten plates and five bowls in the back kitchen, and ruined three bags of flour before she could barely knead them. I made a general appearance~
But when she was holding the hot dumplings and excitedly ran to Feng Mu's birthday scene, she saw him being surrounded by a group of rich boys and daughters chattering, and everyone was sharing a big human-shaped cake and tearing apart a pile of cakes. Tens of thousands of gifts.

And dirty flour was still hanging on her body, looking at the handsome Feng Mu surrounded by everyone in the crowd, she was embarrassed to come forward.

She silently hid in the small gazebo in the backyard with the thermos pot in her arms. After waiting so long, it was already late at night, and the cold wind was howling. A big hand drags.

I only heard a magnetic and cold voice coming from my ear, "Liu Xinrui, are you stupid?"

Suddenly, her eyes widened, she raised her head, and looked at Feng Mu excitedly, "You're done, I've made dumplings for you, try it~"

"Don't eat."

"No, no, no, look, it's only 5 minutes until twelve o'clock. Although I can't be the first to celebrate your birthday, I have to be the last one." She lifted the lid of the pot excitedly, and dumped the dumplings It came out, but it took too long, and the dumplings were out of shape.

She doesn't even have an appetite looking at her, let alone Feng Mu, who has such a picky mouth.

"Don't eat it, I'm going to dump the dumplings, I'm sorry, I messed up again." She lowered her head in frustration.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Feng Mu hugged her neck tightly from behind, snatched the dumplings, and pressed down the corners of her lips in disdain, "Liu Xinrui, I don't know it's shameful to waste food. One bite and forget it!"

Seeing Feng Mu ate the dumpling casually, she leaned forward excitedly, her eyes lit up again, "Is it delicious?"

"Unappetizing."

She was speechless, "Then you still eat it all..."

"hungry."

"Lie!" She said irrationally, she even ate up the whole dish, it was delicious~
"Liu Xinrui, you are talking too much, believe it or not, I put the plate in your mouth, huh?"

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the fireworks flew into the air with a 'swish', and they bloomed in an instant. This year, next year, every year, every year, for a long time!"

But at that time, she seemed to have forgotten, how can making a wish for others count?

The former Feng Mu was something she couldn't reach, and she missed the cinnabar mole on the tip of her heart all the time.

Today's Feng Mu is the devil she avoids and wants to retreat, just wants to escape forever!
"Pa-ta-pa-ta..." Tears fell into the soup one after another, and my heart seemed to be in pain like a knife at this moment.

"Yo, girl, what's wrong with you?" Uncle showed nervousness, quickly pulled a few tissues and handed them to her.

"It's okay." Meng Lan took it, wiped away her tears hastily, her hoarse voice was slightly choked, and said with a light smile, "Maybe it's been a long time since I ate the dumplings made by Abo, I just miss it."

But the more she wiped, the tears fell as if she didn't want money. She stood up and pulled out the chair, "I'm going to the bathroom, you guys talk."

She is not a person who likes to show her thoughts, what's more, she doesn't want others to see her fragility.

But today, she lost her composure.

She actually... Damn lost her temper!
After tidying up her emotions, Meng Lan had just stepped out of the bathroom when she saw a lot of guests gathered in the tavern.

But most of them were female students from nearby colleges, whispering about something.

Following their gazes, they saw Han Cheng sitting in front of the piano used for the venue, trying a few keys a little.

Seeing Menglan coming out, he quickly gestured to Aberdeen.

"Tick tock——" the piano sounded suddenly, Han Cheng's brows gradually relaxed, and he gradually entered the state, looking at the score carefully and playing a song.

Meng Lan froze in place, unable to move anymore.

Looking at Hancheng under that ray of pale yellow light, it seemed that the whole person was covered with a layer of golden luster, exuding a noble temperament like a prince.

His bony fingers fell on the keys, they were slender and fair, very good-looking.

He played a piano piece of "Connecting Names and Surnames", and at the climax, he echoed a few words——

"The prelude to the love song in [-].

If you can't forget
……

Why are you like a specimen, resident in my heart..."

Han Cheng's voice was as pleasant as ever, Meng Lan tilted her head to look at him, her eyes could not help showing tenderness.

And the little girls in the audience have been fascinated by him for a long time, with staring eyes, they even speculate that Han Cheng is the male god of an idol group that has not debuted, and they plan to ask for a WeChat ID!

(End of this chapter)