Restarting 16 Years Old, the Champion is Tiger and Tea

Chapter 472 Stir-fried Small Potatoes

Wen Xin wiped his hands vigorously, his face full of disgust.

"Tsk tsk, it's so dirty. Xia Qing, your old face is so ugly, we don't want to see it again. From now on, when you see me and my sister, you just stay away, do you hear me?"

Xia Qing listened, gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Wen Xin shouted, "Speak, do you hear me?"

Xia Qing said with a feeling of humiliation: "I heard it."

"What did you hear?"

Xia Qing took a deep breath and said, "I'll avoid you when I see you."

"louder please."

Xia Qing closed her eyes for a moment and shouted at the top of her voice, "I'll avoid you if I see you."

Wen Xin sneered and stepped back to make way.

"get out."

Xia Qing pushed away a few people who were watching the fun nearby, covered her face and ran away in shame.

"Oh my, the old thief ran away."

A person who was looking for trouble started to make a noise loudly, and Xia Qing stumbled.

There was laughter behind him.

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"Xinxin, you have this skill, it's so cool, I want to learn it too."

Zhang Hui held Wen Xin's arm, her face full of excitement.

"Haha, wait for me to teach you. Sister Huihui, next time you see a scum like Xia Qing, don't argue with her. She doesn't deserve it. Just scold her as hard as you can. Scold her until she's bloody."

"Yes, if necessary, hit with your hands."

In an era when short videos are popular, before Wen Xin and Zhang Hui's car left the basement, Wen Xin saw a short video recording her feat.

The blogger was kind enough to blur her image, but Xia Qing was clearly exposed.

However, the blogger has few fans, and his behavior is not very eye-catching. It is just a throat-locking action, no fighting or quarreling, so the number of views of this video is very small.

Wen Xin quickly recorded the screen.

Well, I have to save it and go back to appreciate the violent little potatoes with Tan Mu.

This name was coined by Tan Mu in that life.

Sure enough, when the two of them were cuddling on the sofa at night, this name really came out of Tan Mu's mouth.

Wen Xin was already very calm.

Two lives and two worlds are inherently inextricably entangled.

Didn’t Tan Mu say that the end of science is metaphysics?

"I really can't tell that I married a violent little potato. How did you control her? The video is too unclear."

Wen Xin had a wicked smile on his face, and gently stroked the strong chest muscles, slowly moved to the sexy Adam's apple, and locked it tightly.

Tan Mu wailed in response, rolled his eyes, and leaned towards Wen Xin.

"Oh...husband murder."

Wen Xin rolled his eyes and said, "How childish."

The force on his hands had been released, but Tan Mu's big head was still pressing on Wen Xin's shoulders, very heavy.

She pushed hard: "Hey, it's almost done, right?"

The big head was motionless: "He is seriously injured and can't get up."

Again.

Wen Xin was speechless and raised her hand to touch his face:

"Just touch it, you good little sandalwood pillar. Touch its fur, it won't scare you..."

Sure enough, the person on her shoulder jumped up in disgust, grabbed her with his long arms, carried her horizontally and walked towards the bedroom.

"Hey, put me down. I haven't finished my health tea yet."

"I don't want to drink health tea anymore. I'm going to have a midnight snack."

"What's for supper?"

“Stir-fried baby potatoes.”

Violent Little Potato was violently...

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Ever since that drunken barbecue, Li Zheming and Zhou Ningyue had never met again and only used messaging to communicate on business matters.

The chat box was straight and the tacit banter would always remain on the second day after being drunk.

Li Zheming works hard every day and types frantically until late at night after work.

"The Number One Dandy in Lin'an" is gaining popularity on the Jinjiang Literature Network's list, and is approaching 500,000 words.

He immersed himself in the world of novels every day, where he found the most practical spiritual comfort.

Just in his spare time, he would click on the little cat avatar and look at her circle of friends over and over again.

There is another activity on Yuecha, my writing is really awesome.

She went rock climbing, she went bungee jumping.

She had a manicure and her hands looked so beautiful, as delicate as jade.

The post I just posted shows that she went to ride the Ferris wheel.

[Rongrong, happy birthday. I saw that cloud in the sky looks like you...]

In the photo, the sunset is brilliant, and a white cloud looks like a girl in a fluttering long dress, covered in the sunset glow.

Li Zheming walked to the window, looked at the blood-red setting sun in the west, and stood there in silence.

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The phone vibrated. It was Zhou Ningyue.

"Li Zheming, I...I'm stuck on the Ferris wheel..."

The voice was trembling and tearful, and Li Zheming could feel that the girl on the other end of the phone was about to burst into tears.

"Don't worry, tell me where the Ferris wheel is."

"Jinshan."

"I'll be there soon. Just sit still and close your eyes. Don't look around or think about anything else. I'll be there soon."

While talking on the phone, Li Zheming grabbed his coat and rushed out of the house.

Along the way, the phone was on the line the whole time, and Li Zheming and Zhou Ning chatted about this and that to distract themselves.

"Zhou Ningyue, why are you riding the Ferris wheel alone today?"

"Today is Rongrong's birthday."

"Who is Rongrong?"

In fact, Li Zheming roughly guessed that Rongrong should be the high school deskmate that Zhou Ningyue mentioned last time, the girl who had barbecue with her.

Zhou Ningyue's voice was a little hoarse.

"Rongrong is my deskmate in high school and my best friend. We agreed that as long as we are both in Beijing, we will go on the Ferris wheel together every birthday."

"Rongrong said that if you make a wish at the top of the Ferris wheel on your birthday, God will hear it more clearly and your wish will be more likely to come true."

"This Ferris wheel is where we come most often. Two years ago, when she passed away, there were still three days until her birthday."

“That day, I came here alone.”

"Li Zheming, I miss her so much..."

The girl was sobbing inconsolably in the receiver, and Li Zheming felt relieved.

At this time, crying for other things is better than being alone in fear in a confined space hanging in the dark night.

"Zhou Ningyue, don't cry. I've already arrived at Jinshan Park."

Li Zheming looked up at the towering Ferris wheel in the dark night.

There were already a lot of people gathered under the Ferris wheel, and only the emergency lights were on.

Police, firefighters and park staff were all there, and an ambulance was parked nearby.

There was a power outage, the entire Ferris wheel stopped working, and fifteen people were trapped on it.

"It will be done soon. We are troubleshooting the problem." The park staff explained and reassured them.

"Li Zheming, are you here? Can you see me? I don't dare to look down, I can't see you."

Zhou Ningyue's voice was no longer as sharp and clear as before. It became weak, timid and fearful.

"Don't look down, just close your eyes and listen to me. Zhou Ningyue, when you come down later, what do you want to eat? I'll treat you to a feast."

Li Zheming's voice is deep and magnetic, calm and peaceful, with a soothing power.

As expected, Zhou Ningyue slowly calmed down and began to count with a nasal mumble.

"Well, I want to eat crayfish, barbecue, freshwater fish, boiled pork slices, and... hot pot."

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