The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

"Go home and cook the soup first, bring the soup to a boil, and then put the wontons in. It doesn't take long to cook, and the wontons will be almost cooked when they float on top."

The uncle looked at An Chen and Fu Yanxing, and felt that neither of them seemed to be able to cook, so he explained the cooking method worriedly.

"Okay, uncle, how much is the total." An Chen asked.

"Fifteen copies, a total of seven copies, one hundred and five, just give one hundred."

An Chen paid with his mobile phone, then got up with the packed wontons, said goodbye to the uncle, and left with Fu Yanxing.

The street lights on the street are bright, but the light of the small shop is different from the cold street lights, it just radiates warmth.

The uncle was clearing the table, and when he looked over, he felt a wave of smoke and fire in the world.

Wontons are very cheap, only 100 yuan for seven servings. In BJ, this item is really cheap, even better than high quality and low price.

Fu Yanxing took the bag from An Chen.

"It's not sinking, and it's not far away, just a few steps away."

"Give it to me, how can I let you carry something." Fu Yanxing still carried it in his hand, and put it in the trunk.

When the two got into the car and were about to go home, An Chen suddenly remembered a very important question.

"The two of us came out secretly. How will you explain where the wontons come from tomorrow?"

As soon as Fu Yanxing started the car, he heard An Chen raise this question. He didn't react immediately, and was also stunned.

An Xiaochen, who was happily heading home with wontons, suddenly lost his soul, lying on the co-pilot like a salted fish thinking of countermeasures.

"Let's say we went out to buy breakfast two mornings, and we met by chance, so we packed a few and went home."

"Oh! It's ok, Brother Ji Xuan and Brother Ling Han won't wake up very early." An Chen sat up straight excitedly, moved a little violently, and stretched his waist again.

"Are you okay?" Fu Yanxing looked at An Xiaochen who was grinning and covering his waist, and asked very worriedly.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't talk to me, it will be fine in a while." An Chen rubbed him gently a few times, and then lay down again.

When Fu Yanxing drove back to the garage, An Chen was already asleep. Fortunately, An Chen gave Fu Yanxing the key to the garage door.

"Xiaochen, we're here, go home and sleep." Fu Yanxing patted An Chen gently.

An Chen seemed to agree, but he didn't have the slightest intention to get up, so Fu Yanxing had to get out of the car and took the wontons first.

When he came back, An Chen still had his eyes closed. Fu Yanxing looked at it, then hung the bag of wontons on his wrist, and then hugged An Chen in the posture of a princess, carefully avoiding his waist.

An Chen felt that he was being hugged and squinted his eyes. Fu Yanxing thought that he had woken An Chen up. Before he could speak, An Chen wrapped his arms around Fu Yanxing's neck.

Fu Yanxing was startled. Although An Chen's arm had no flesh, it was not tight. It felt soft on his neck. If you looked closely, you would find that Fu Yanxing's ears were already red.

A gust of wind was blowing, An Chen might be cold, so he subconsciously arched into Fu Yanxing's arms, Fu Yanxing was taken aback again, his left and right feet almost tripped together.

"It doesn't make people worry about falling asleep." Fu Yanxing hugged An Chen a little tighter, and then walked back.

As soon as he entered the elevator, An Chen woke up.

"Well, I fell asleep? Why didn't you call me?"

"I'm calling you. You slept so soundly that your saliva almost flowed on me. I can only carry you back."

"Let me down, how could I drool, you lied to me." An Chen looked dazed after falling asleep, and Fu Yanxing couldn't help but want to tease her.

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