Chapter ninety-seven, The Misfits

Su Wenzhe wry smile, he did not intend to join any forces, temporarily living in the Wangjia manor is just to help Wang inheritance cure it.

Of course, these things, Su Wenzhe since will not with Fu Hongying mentioned.

At this time, Su Ruan where Wu said: "brother, you know, but tonight Hong Ying sister initiative to ask you to eat wonton together. "

When saying this, Su Ruan Ruan gave Su Wenzhe a wink with deep meaning.

Su Wenzhe a surprised, under the heart is extremely bitter, secretly thought Su Ruan this little girl is really what all say export.

Fu hong-ying after hearing Su Ruan Ruan this word, the Cheek Shu becomes red, the whole person makes a pair of bashful appearance, the speech says in a low voice: "Ruan Ruan, what do you say? I. . . I have... "

See Fu Hongying such facial expression, soft su smile on the face more sheng some.

Su Wen zhe stands on the seat, have the heart to want to say something, but what words can not say finally.

By this time, the Wonton booth had fewer diners than before, and the place was not as busy as before, so they approached Su's table.

"softy, what's the occasion that makes you smile so? "

Wen Bo sat down and looked at Su Ruan and asked.

Soft Su looked at the eyes of Wen Bo, and then the line of sight in Su Wenzhe and Fu Hong Ying Body swimming again.

See Su soft so eyes, Wen Bo followed also looked up from Su Wenzhe and Fu Hongying to.

Silence Half Ring, Wen Bo smiled lightly, then looked at Su Wenzhe said: "Wenzhe, you... you and wing Wench together? "

With this word out, Su Wenzhe whole person is a surprise, hurriedly shook his head, said: "Wenbo, we do not, i. . . I am her teacher! "

As he spoke, Su Wenzhe scanned Fu Hongying.

This look, but see pay hongying whole person has lowered eyebrows droop head up, its cheeks a red, it is a pair of very shy look.

We don't have to wait for Uncle Mun to say anything, su Ruanruan there has opened his mouth: "brother, what do you mean? Wing Hong sister where bad? And then, feelings can slowly cultivate, you two since like each other, why not together? Who Rules teacher can not like the students? "

"Like Each Other? "

Su Wenzhe a surprised, a face of bitter and helpless, want to cry of heart have, he do not know he likes to Fu Hong, Su soft where to see?

Su Ruan stared contemptuously at Su Wenzhe, "and said:"I said brother, today I will give you a word of truth, I here anyway in the heart that she is my future sister-in-law, you here if not, careful I never speak to you again

Hear Su Ruan this words, Su Wenzhe has kind of want to cry without tear of feeling, how also didn't think of, come to eat a wonton to seem to still eat a matter to come.

Let a person feel strange is, pay Hong Ying there to hear Wenbo and Su Ruan soft after these words, unexpectedly did not show a resisting appearance, her silent appearance, as if acquiesced to what general.

Then, a few people did not speak again, only quietly sitting at the table.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little awkward.

For a moment, uncle coughed, and just as he was about to say something, a group of people appeared outside the Wonton booth.

The group, numbering a dozen or so, did not look like medical students in their slipshod clothes and multicolored hair.

Wen Bo sees a guest to arrive, hurriedly say: "Wen zhe, you eat slowly first, I went to recruit a guest to go! "

With that, Uncle Wen rushed toward the group of people leaned over.

"Old man, give us five bowls of wontons each! "

See Wen bo quickly close over, walking in the front of a red-haired young man Bossy said.

"Five bowls each? "

Wen Boyi was a little surprised. Although the amount of Wonton he cooked was not too much, it was definitely not too little. A good portion is only enough for two bowls at most, but the red-haired youth had ordered five bowls for each of the dozen or so of them.

Although how much to eat is the right of the guests, can be a little surprised, or asked aloud: "brother, you are sure everyone should cook five bowls of Wonton? "

As soon as he said this, the red-haired young man frowned. He glared at him viciously. "Are you deaf, old man, or what? " He shouted

As he spoke, the young redhead slammed his hand against the table with such force that the table shook and the whole table showed signs of cracking. The dozens of people following the young redhead, at this time also have evil look at Wenbo.

Seeing this, Wen Bolian laughed and said, "brother, calm down, sit down quickly! I'll Cook wontons for you. "

The red-haired young man cast a cold glance at Venber, and sat down with a crowd of his men.

At this point, eating Wonton in the wonton stall customers have left the table, after paying, this quickly left the Wonton stall.

Everyone could see that the red haired youth were Invasion, but no one wanted to get into trouble for nothing.

In a flash, only SU Wenzhe and a group of red-haired youth were left in the Wonton stall.

Wenbo was busy cooking wontons in front of the boiler. The red haired young man and the others each ate five bowls of wontons. A dozen of them came down, or at least sixty.

Su Wenzhe was in an awkward situation, is really soft Su this wench The Misfits, make him with Fu Hongying is very uncomfortable, accompanied by the arrival of red-haired young people, Su Wenzhe here quickly will look away in the past.

"brother, who are these people? Why don't they look like they come to eat wontons? "

Su Ruan glanced at the young man with red hair and said suspiciously.

Hearing Su Ruanruan such words, the low-browed Fu Hong slowly raised his head, her line of sight in the red-haired youth swept over the body, unconsciously said: "It's just some punks. "

With that, Fu Hongying looked at Su Wenzhe.

He did not turn his head, his eyes still fixed on the Invasion.

See Su Wen zhe half a day don't give a speech to answer, Su soft and lightly suspect ground called a voice: "elder brother? "

Smell speech, Su Wenzhe is busy from absent-minded in return come over, one face deeply ground looked at Su Ruan, way: "soft, rest assured, won't matter! "

Su Ruan opened his mouth and was about to say something when the young man with red hair, who was sitting nearby, slapped the table and drank loudly. "Old man, how come the wontons are not ready? Do you want to starve us to death? "

Furious, the red-haired youth rose from his seat and looked grimly toward uncle Wen.