A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

There were no ups and downs or fluctuations.

"Is he asleep???" Song Qian couldn't help but blush.

It would be so embarrassing to call an ambulance.

"What do we do now? Should we take him upstairs or let him sleep here?"

Su Chen asked.

"Of course we'll take him up here and let him sleep. It's uncertain whether he'll wake up tomorrow."

Song Qian rolled her eyes at Su Chen. Their winter here was indeed not as cold as that of the North.

But it is indeed the North.

The temperature at night is below 0 degrees Celsius. If you sleep outside overnight, you might not wake up the next day.

Is this an attempt to make Tong Wenjie widowed?

Su Chen simply asked a question, then pulled Fang Yuan up from the ground with one hand.

"Huh? Where am I?" The pain in his shoulder made Fang Yuan open one eye.

He asked a question as if he had drunk too much.

Song Qian quickly said, "We just got back and saw you lying on the ground. We were thinking of taking you back. If you wake up..."

Song Qian wanted to tell him that if he woke up, he could go back on his own.

Before he could even finish speaking...

Fang Yuan closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

"Alright, we still have to take him back."

.........

The two left Fang Yuan at Tong Wenjie's house.

Help me get into bed.

After covering Fang Yuan with a blanket, Tong Wenjie wiped the sweat from her forehead.

He sighed helplessly.

"Su Chen, thank you so much this time. I didn't expect you to help our family again." Tong Wenjie's eyes were glistening with tears.

She truly regarded Su Chen as the guardian angel of her family.

Song Qian teased, "Are you going to say next that I have nothing to repay you with?"

"How about it? Jealous?"

Tong Wenjie wasn't a little girl, and she wouldn't blush so easily.

Faced with this kind of teasing.

What she had to do was to fight back with her strength.

Thinking of this, Tong Wenjie looked at Song Qian and stepped forward to take Su Chen's arm.

"Fanfan and Lin Leier haven't come back yet. Since you're here, why don't you teach me to cook a couple of dishes?"

Tong Wenjie was dressed quite lightly at home.

Feeling the softness on my shoulders.

Su Chen did not refuse.

Song Qian rolled her eyes as she watched from the side; this was truly something else.

"Then you two study, I'll be going now." Song Qian picked up her bag and prepared to leave.

She hadn't taken two steps before Tong Wenjie pulled her down.

"If you leave, who will I perform for?"

"Whoever wants to see it, see it yourself." Song Qian looked at her irritably, then pointed to the bedroom: "Or call Fang Yuan out to see it."

"Don't think I wouldn't dare, he's just not awake yet."

Song Qian: "......"

She really had nothing to say to her best friend.

So speechless.

In the end, Song Qian didn't leave; she sat on the sofa waiting for food.

Meanwhile, Su Chen was in the kitchen teaching Tong Wenjie how to cook.

Su Chen was just about to begin.

It was discovered that Tong Wenjie's posture in holding the knife was incorrect.

"Sister Tong, you're holding the knife wrong. It should be like this."

"so?"

Tong Wenjie tried to imitate Su Chen's movements, but she still got it wrong.

I learned it two or three times.

They haven't grasped the essence.

Finally, Tong Wenjie got annoyed too.

“What’s the use of you just standing there talking? Come over and teach me.”

At Tong Wenjie's request.

Su Chen came up behind her.

Thanks to his height advantage, he could see the vegetables in front of him perfectly.

He circled around to the sides, shrinking his grip to hold her.

"Your fingers should be like this: grip here with your thumb and forefinger, and place your little finger and ring finger here."

As Su Chen fiddled with it.

Tong Wenjie quickly grabbed the cleaver and, at Su Chen's request, made a few cuts.

Both speed and comfort have indeed improved significantly.

Tong Wenjie's eyes lit up.

"Why didn't you say anything when I called you last time, and you insisted on teaching me this time? Are you hiding your skills as a teacher?" Tong Wenjie turned her head to look at Su Chen behind her.

Tong Wenjie's angle is absolutely a death shot.

But she still thought Su Chen was very handsome.

And it was pressed against his chest.

It also makes me feel very safe.

Click!

Just as the two were cooking, the bedroom door suddenly opened.

Fang Yuan came out from inside, covering his head.

Everyone froze.

Tong Wenjie's heart raced as she stared at Fang Yuan with her eyes wide open.

Song Qian reacted quickly and stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Fang Yuan looked towards the kitchen.

Tong Wenjie quickly called out.

"Fang Yuan, you're awake. How are you feeling?" Cong Qian said, while giving the two people in the kitchen a meaningful look.

But before the two could react, Fang Yuan had already turned his head away.

They discovered Su Chen and Tong Wenjie cooking in the kitchen.

Fang Yuan smiled.

"They've asked a chef to come and teach me how to cook again today. Looks like I'm in for a treat tonight."

Seeing that Fang Yuan really didn't care, Tong Wenjie breathed a sigh of relief.

She rolled her eyes at him.

"They just happened to bring you up here. We haven't had dinner yet, so we asked them to come and help us make something."

"Looks like the place I visited today was pretty good, quite useful."

Fang Yuan walked towards the kitchen.

Su Chen could clearly sense that Tong Wenjie was very nervous.

[Tense, exciting, thrilling]

The more she was in this state, the faster Tong Wenjie chopped vegetables.