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As soon as the stir-fried mushrooms appeared, Huang Xing couldn't help but think about it. Back then, his relationship with Ouyang Mengjiao had been established through a plate of stir-fried mushrooms. At this moment, even though there were only two people in the room, a plate of stir-fried mushrooms came out of nowhere. Was this a coincidence, or was it a divine hint? Huang Xing thought to himself, feeling that this was very strange. A few memories, a few yearning. That wonderful past, if it were transferred to today's occasion, there would indeed be a few similar things. The only difference was that last time it was bashful on the plate, but this time it was sumptuous and delicious. Wasn't the scene before him an intoxicating one as well? At this moment, it was just like that moment. "The lively and willful Fu Qianxin, dignified, smiling and gentle, and her fashionable dress, made this noble little beauty look like a poem or a painting.
Thinking about it, Huang Xing had a strange reaction. Taking a glance at the dishes on the table, he couldn't find any that had the effect of strengthening the male body. It had probably been a very long time since Ouyang Mengjiao left, and it was probably due to him touching the scenery. This change actually made Huang Xing feel a little sad in his heart. Perhaps because he was still reminiscing about the past, his chopsticks had always been cooking on that plate of stir-fried mushrooms. Every time he tried it, a sexy memory of Ouyang Mengjiao would appear in his mind.
When Fu Zhenxin saw that half of the plate of fried mushrooms had been eaten by Huang Xing, he could not help but laugh and say: "Do you have a grudge with mushrooms? Just eat it."
Huang Xing laughed and said: Love to eat this mouthful.
Fu Zhenxin took a few pieces of fish and beef and placed them on Huang Xing's plate.
Huang Xing picked up a piece of Boiled Fish on his plate, and said while picking it up with his chopsticks: I have enough nutrition, it's all here.
After he finished speaking, he habitually pulled out his chopsticks and went to stir-fry the mushrooms.
Who would have thought that Fu Zhenxin would also happen to pick up the chopsticks.
The dramatic scene played out: two pairs of chopsticks were caught in each other's hands.
This familiar scene suddenly froze in Huang Xing's mind. Back then, when he and Ouyang Mengjiao went to pick up the mushrooms at the same time, with two other people caught between them, then rolled onto the bed. And at that moment, this Fu Zhenxin actually acted the part of Ouyang Mengjiao again, clashing chopsticks with him once more. Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, but Huang Xing really hoped that the plot could continue to develop. Upon feeling Fu Zhenxin's sexy figure and eyes, Huang Xing's body seemed to have been electrocuted.
Huang Xing felt that he must have drank too much tonight. Otherwise, why would there be so many unrealistic illusions?
What was even more exaggerated was how many days had the sharp, small, tough general been idle under his crotch? At this moment, he was just sharing a banquet with the other party, yet he was supporting himself in the sky.
Seeing the chopsticks and chopsticks touching each other, the two couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed. They both took the chopsticks and gave their orders.
After the exchange of courtesies, the two almost simultaneously picked up their chopsticks.
They predicted that Huang Xing and Fu Zhenxin must have been fated to be friends, so when they picked up the chopsticks again, the two of them still headed towards the same direction, and once again touched their chopsticks together.
Coincidences happened after coincidences, then the situation wasn't as simple as just coincidences.
However, Fu Zhenxin was smart, she used her chopsticks to pick up Huang Xing's chopsticks and laughed, "Ladies first, you have to let me win."
Huang Xing awkwardly took back his chopsticks.
Instead, Fu Zhenxin placed the dishes that he picked up into Huang Xing's bowl.
This way, not only did it ease the awkward atmosphere between the two, it also warmed Huang Xing's heart. From his point of view, perhaps this was more than just a mouthful of food.
This little episode did indeed allow Huang Xing to connect it to the dubious past that he had with Ouyang Mengjiao. The similar plot made people think of all sorts of things. However, a coincidence was still a coincidence. The plot did not develop in such a way as it did before.
After all, Fu Zhenxin was not Ouyang Mengjiao.
As the dinner drew to a close, Fu Zhenxin stroked his stomach and said, "I ate too much, I have to move and digest it."
Huang Xing suggested. "How about I accompany you for a walk?"
Fu Zhenxin rolled his eyes and said, Go sing with me, how about it?
Huang Xing laughed bitterly, singing? Forget it.
Fu Zhenxin commanded Huang Xing: What, you are always afraid of being bitten by snakes, aren't you? Last time, I was distracted by those drunkards. This time, I have to make it up to them. I will sing to my heart's content!
Huang Xing asked tentatively: Why don't we go home and sing?
Fu Zhenxin shook his head and said: There's no such atmosphere at home. Let's go Director Huang. Relaxing and relaxing when appropriate will benefit your physical and mental health.
In the end, Huang Xing couldn't stand Fu Zhenxin anymore and endured the humiliation as he accompanied her to a KTV not too far away from their home. He opened a small bag. He ordered two fruit plates and ten bottles of beer.
The lights in the room intertwined, sometimes bright, sometimes dark. Fu Zhenxin pulled Huang Xing's hand and sat down, and first they touched a bottle of beer. Then, Fu Zhenxin went over to choose a song for her. She chose dozens of them in one go, and amidst the explosive music, Fu Zhenxin twisted her graceful body slightly, playing all sorts of tricks on the microphone in her hands.
Fu Zhenxin's singing was very nice, he had the potential to be a singer. Originally, Huang Xing did not have much interest in music, but after hearing Fu Zhenxin's heavenly music, he suddenly felt the charm of music.
There was no doubt that when Fu Zhenxin sang, it was practically radiating light. The crisscrossing lights flickered on and off her body, and the whole box became so sexy and lively. Her body was full of passion and youthful vigor. Her perfect body was swaying with a light and elegant dance. She was actually so captivating.
After Fu Zhenxin sung three times in a row, he sat back down while gasping for breath. He stuck a toothpick into the fruit and stuffed it into his mouth. His pretty little head was still swaying slightly to the music.
Huang Xing laughed and said, your singing sounds really good.
Fu Zhenxin proudly raised his head, inserted the toothpick into the fruit and then placed the reward into Huang Xing's mouth: Of course! When I was in school, I was the backbone of the school's literature and arts! When I sing, I don't know how many ignorant young men have fallen for me.
Huang Xing was amused by Fu Zhenxin's humor, and also became silent. "You've enchanted me too!"
Fu Zhenxin pulled Huang Xing's arm and said, "Then let's see if you can charm me to death with this song." Say it, what song do you want me to choose for you?
Huang Xing said, I can't sing, my voice is like a gong, I want to die.
Fu Zhenxin shook Huang Xing's arm and said, then I want to hear your broken voice!
Fu Zhenxin forcefully pulled Huang Xing in front of the song selection screen.
Huang Xing looked at the songs on the screen and realized he could not sing a few. Fu Zhenxin urged them to hurry up and cherish their time. Huang Xing said that he could not sing.
Under Fu Zhenxin's continuous urging, Huang Xing was forced to give a song: I picked up a penny by the side of the road.
Fu Zhenxin laughed his head up and down... After Huang Xing finished singing, Fu Zhenxin took another microphone and walked to the front and said to Huang Xing, "Let's sing a song together." Huang Xing said, which song did they sing? Fu Zhenxin said, you said you know how to sing.
What Fu Zhenxin was singing was actually the children's song that had been sealed for many years: I planted a melon at the foot of the wall.
Huang Xing thought, she really was a clown.
They chatted and laughed and sang. These two hours were enough for them to live happily for two hours.
Fu Zhenxin's naivety and liveliness had caused him to almost forget all his worries. She smiled as if it were spring.
They drove back to the district at 10: 30.
Maybe because he drank some beer, Fu Zhenxin was a little drunk. He tried several times to reverse the car into the garage, but failed to do so. With no other choice, Huang Xing got off the car to help direct the car, and then successfully drove the car into the garage.
On the way up, Fu Zhenxin leaned his chair against the wall of the elevator and asked: Are you happy today?
Huang Xing said.
Fu Zhenxin lightly patted Huang Xing's arm. "Then I'll take you out to play every day." Next week, next weekend, how about we go out and climb the mountain?
Huang Xing said. But first I have to finish the work on my hands.
Fu Zhenxin laughed: Great comrade.
Fu Zhenxin immediately brought Huang Xing to his doorstep, turned and glanced at the neighboring room, then said, "My sister is not here, I'll sleep at her place tonight. Wait for me, I'll go down and change clothes first."
Huang Xing said.
After opening the door and entering the room, the first thing Huang Xing did was to take a hearty bath.
After changing his clothes, he sat on the sofa and switched on the television to browse the area. On the movie channel, there was a movie called "Ninth Pin Sesame Officer", starring Zhou Xingchi. It was a pleasure to make a pot of tea and enjoy the movies.
Around eleven o'clock, there was a knock on the door.
Huang Xing stood up and walked to the door, and looked through the peephole.
It was Fu Zhenxin.
Opening the door, Fu Zhenxin quickly entered and skillfully found a pair of slippers and changed into it.
In this short moment, Huang Xing was a little stunned. She did not wear socks. On her toes, there was a layer of bright powder, purple and red, very sexy. She was wearing a loose T-shirt and tight-fitting pants that revealed half of her smooth white calves. Her hair was still slightly moist, and she looked as if she had just showered before coming over.
Fu Zhenxin grabbed his butt gap, stepping on the beautiful pink slippers, he sat down on the sofa.
Huang Xing smiled at her sexy back from behind, his heart inexplicably having a pleasant surprise.
What kind of movie is this? Fu Zhenxin asked casually as he picked up the remote control to raise the volume a few times. Then, he curled himself into a ball on the sofa. After kicking off her slippers, her legs looked even more beautiful.
Huang Xing sat over, adjusting his posture as he said: Zhou Xingchi acted out, it's a Ninth Grade Sesame Officer.
Fu Zhenxin turned and look at Huang Xing: "Oh?" Starlord's movie? I'll watch it with you, will you welcome me?
Huang Xing said: Sure, of course you're welcome.
Even though he replied in this manner, Huang Xing was still thinking in his heart. Such a sexy and beautiful little beauty was accompanying him to watch television at home at night. How could he not daydream? Fu Zhenxin curled up on the sofa and watched the movie with rapt attention, but no matter what, Huang Xing could not get up. He spent most of his time watching Fu Zhenxin. The heavens had given him a physiologic trait sharper than any man's, and he was both distressed and helpless. He liked to admire beauties silently, and that feeling was like he was reading the gems of human art. However, after a few stealthy glances, he was immersed in some kind of special illusion.