After leaving, he just walked around.

In the community more than a kilometer, there is a small park with good greenery, and Yan Qinghe walks to the small park.

It is now three o'clock in the afternoon, and there are many old people in the park.

Whether you sing, or dance, or play chess, or exercise your body, you are happy.

“Is the time and place fixed?”

At this time, the micro chat showed the information, it was Feng Jiao sent, "or I will come to the time, it will be eight o'clock in the evening."

“Then it’s eight o’clock.”

He replied, “Where do you have to introduce?”

“Eating or drinking?”Feng Jian asked, "Actually, I'm not familiar with it now, after all, I've just been back for two months."

"Drink at the bar, and I'll eat with my parents in the evening."The dynamite.

“Oh.”Feng Jiao.

“Are you still single?You deserve to be single!”Feng Jiao.

He said, “What’s the food?”

“Don’t eat!”

“Then drink.”

“You don’t want to pick up a body, do you?”Oh.If that's the case, you're going to be disappointed, and I'm fine."

“Coulting you?Oh huh.”

At this time, Yan Qinghe was a little surprised, how do you feel that this girl's fire is a little big?

He did not think much, Jo Fengjiao just wanted to meet his former friends, but now he had no idea about Feng Jiao.

“Uncle, my kite is hanging on a tree, can you pick it up for me?”

A little girl ran to Yan Qingqian and said.

“Where is it?”The blue-lipped question.

“That.”

The little girl pointed.

“All right.”He smiled, walked over a little, and took the kite down.

“Thank you, uncle.”

The little girl was happy and kept her kite up.

A moment later, there was a noise in front, and Yan Qinghe approached and saw that the two elderly dance troupes quarreled because of the robbery.

Then he started his hand.

He looked at me and shrugged his shoulders.

About five o'clock, Yan Qinghe returned home.

“Dad, did you buy all the food?”I forgot to buy food.”When he walked into the kitchen, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to buy food.

“Bought it.”Father's way.

“Then sit and wait and eat.”

He grinned and got busy in the kitchen.

After a while, a seductive fragrance floated out of the kitchen, making the father and the mother a little surprised.

“It smells good.”

The mother couldn’t resist.

Father Yan went to the kitchen, curiously looked, "The smell is very attractive."

At this time, the whole community is filled with a seductive fragrance, so that many people go to the window, but also ask who is cooking, how to smell?

“Whose house is cooking?”

“It smells good!”

The whole community was covered with aroma, which almost caused people to drip.

An hour later, Yan Qingyan had already made eight dishes and a soup.

“Strange, I don’t look any different, how do I make different dishes?”Yan father was surprised, he had been standing in the kitchen door to look at the kitchen, his son's cooking looks nothing magical.

But the food that comes out is different.

“It smells good!“Son, your cooking is better than your father’s!”The mother praised, looked at the dishes of a table, and suddenly her appetite was wide open and her forefinger moved.

"It's so rich, the three of us can't finish eating, it seems a little wasteful."

The mother sat down and then picked up the bowl to add food.

“Great!”

When the father ate a bite, he praised it.

“It tastes good!”

Mother is busy.

After a while, a table of dishes was almost finished, so that the mother and father were a little confused.

“We ate so much?”Yan mother was surprised, can not help but touch the stomach, as if it is indeed more than usual to eat more, the stomach is slightly bulging up.

"No wonder it's worth a hundred thousand dollars."Father's qi.

"Mom, I'm not going to clean up the table."Yan Qingkang smiled and said, “I asked Feng Jian at eight o’clock.”

“Did you really ask her?”My mother was a bit surprised.

Yan Qingkang nodded and said, “After all, I haven’t seen each other in years, since they’re all back, see.”I don’t know if there’s any chance...”

"I'll clean up the table, and you'll take a shower first."Yan mother Dao, stood up to clean up the dishes, "Son, the long-term lettuce in the long-life inn, is it better to eat more than these?"

"It's in comparison."

Yan Qing Road, he returned to the room and sent a message to Feng Jiao: "Little Jiaoer, clear the west river at eight o'clock, I send it to share with you."

Then he went to take a shower.

When he came out of the shower, Feng Jian had already replied that he knew.

“Son, it’s past seven o’clock, and you’re not going out yet?”The mother shouted outside the door, "Ask the girl not to hesitate."

"I know."

The sky came out, has been changed into a dress, but did not send mud.

The mother saw the stagger, and then gave a thumbs up and smiled, “Son, handsome!There will be a lot of girls who like it.”

"Mom, I'm out of the house."The dynamite.

“Son, the car keys.”He threw the new car’s key.

Yan Qingqing took over and went out, took the car from the underground parking lot and went to the Xihe Qing.

Clear bar, also known as a casual bar, is mainly light music, quieter, there is no DISCO or hot dance girl kind of bar.

It is suitable for talking about heaven and earth, friends communicating feelings, drinking and drinking.

About 20 minutes later, Yan Qinghe came to the west river, and after stopping the car, he walked out of the west river.

In response to the business characteristics of the bar, the design of the bar also has its own characteristics.

In addition to the relatively soft and warm lighting, the design of the bar bar, foyer and loose table will be relatively elegant compared with the paper drunk gold fans of the bar.

Moreover, the bar is open earlier than the general bar, and the general bar usually starts at ten o'clock in the evening.

And the cleanup begins at six o'clock.

“Sir, how many?”

When the sky comes in, a girl is welcome.

“Two, find a quiet place.”Yanqing airway, look at the surrounding environment, find the West River clear, and not much change.

At this time, light music is under the bar.

Although the bar is relatively early, it is not yet eight o'clock, so there are not many guests in the bar.

And, of course, young couples.

Even if it is clear, after 9 o'clock, the number of guests will be up.

At this time, Yan Qinghang sat down in a position and said, "First, a cup of cinnamon shower."

“All right.”

The girl nods her head away.

Not long after, a long-haired woman who wore sex = feeling came, emitting a seductive femininity, attracting the attention of many men in it.

“Oh, beautiful girl?”

“Fuck, the point.”

At this time, Yan Qinghe was a little staggered, and the woman came to him, and then sat down on the opposite side, smelling a faint aroma.

“Little girl?”

The sky is looking at women.

Although Feng Jian has changed a little bit, becoming more sexual = charming, but he can still recognize.

“Your changes are big.”

The woman was also looking at the blue sky, and her heart was somewhat surprised.

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