The stew pot was brought up, and the alcohol stove continued to roll on the table, making a puff sound, and the heat rushed to the roof.

Xiaobing, or Xiaobing, picked up the chopsticks and smiled happily: "It's great to just like this steaming feeling."

I picked up a piece of meat and put it in Zhang Yanming's bowl.

"You eat, I'll do it myself."

She looks pretty good when eating.

I pressed the clothes under my neck with one hand and tried hard to stretch my slender and tender neck forward. Instead of biting it with my big mouth like ordinary people, I waited until it was delivered to my mouth before I opened it a little.

The lips are very rosy, with a very three-dimensional lip line and a very clear lip line on the lips.

There are many types of lip lines in humans, some because of vitamin deficiency, and some because of cosmetic irritation, but at first glance, hers is the natural and healthy color that shows this.

Some makeup skills and knowledge flashed through my mind, and Zhang Yanming didn't show his voice, but just raised his eyebrows. I am really versatile.

I took a tissue and handed it over: "Dirty the lipstick. Don't buy this in the future. The color is a bit unsuitable for you. It's a little darker."

"I have only applied it in the wind these two days. I don't usually apply it too much, so I can draw a lip line at most."

"Mayblin's lip liner is pretty good, and the color is suitable for you." The npc mode was inexplicably activated.

"When will you go to the city?"

"Just these days, why not, on the 14th? Let's go together. Oh, today is Teacher's Day, I've ignored it.

Well, I went to the city to make up for you on the 14th gift, okay? I really forgot that I was a little unconscious these days."

"You are not my student, what gift do you want you to prepare?"

"You still care about students receiving gifts?"

"No. There are some things in the school, and the senior class monitors organize the class to buy them for the class teacher. I didn't do it. I don't lack anything."

"Zhou Xinbing, I'm watching you outside. I just don't have to run away. I'll give you this, so don't be able to make the time difference." A woman opened the door and felt hurriedly, putting a table on the table.

Zhang Yanming took a look and said, "Notification, Zhou Xinbing. It's that simple, haha, I didn't have any effort to get it, so I asked who else.

"Zhang Yanming, I didn't even say anything when I saw it?" The woman said to Zhang Yanming.

The retribution came too quickly, and Zhang Yanming was a little unable to keep up. What did he say? Who are you?

Zhou Xinbing put down his chopsticks and picked up the form and read it: "Thank you, Teacher Wang, I'll go there for a special trip."

"It's okay, I just did this, and I happened to meet it here." Teacher Wang raised his hand and put his hair together.

"Today, Teacher's Day, your school hasn't done anything?"

Teacher Wang curled his lips: "What activities can the teacher have in the school? He gave me a silk scarf. It probably came from where the family of a leader did it. It was not good at all. It was not as good as the Education Commission. The thermos cup was at least useful.

What about you? What did the school give it to?"

Zhou Xinbing handed the form to Zhang Yanming: "I didn't give anything, I said I had fifty dollars, and I paid it with my salary."

Teacher Wang said: "I would rather ask for fifty yuan. I won't say it anymore. I have to go home to cook. You two eat slowly. Zhang Yanming, I remember you today." Before he finished speaking, he had already gone out.

Zhang Yanming looked out the window and looked at Zhou Xinbing: "What's wrong with me? What does she remember me?"

Zhou Xinbing laughed: "Why don't you say anything when you see someone? You don't even say hello."

I don't know each other.

"She's anxious mouth is like a machine gun, and I can't even get into the conversation."

"It's okay, it's just a joke. Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while."

Zhang Yanming glanced at the blue flames of the alcohol stove under the pot and didn't make a sound. Just be happy.

It was already dark after dinner.

The shops on both sides of the old street are scattering lights, illuminating the bumpy road surface of the old street to a three-dimensional dimension.

Zhang Yanming's longest dream has lived until 2030. He has seen more prosperous scenes in the metropolis. He is a little uncomfortable now. He doesn't even have street lights. This government is too perfunctory.

Not far ahead, it is indeed a train station or a Japanese-style building.

The two energy-saving lamps at the entrance of the station were glowing green, illuminating the small square in front of the station.

There were people coming and going in the square, with some vehicles, micro-cargo, Santana, and Shari. The drivers gathered together to smoke and talk. The door of an audio-visual product rental shop next to it was open, and a pair of speakers were placed at the door with songs.

Zhou Xinbing hummed in a low voice to the song, pulling Zhang Yanming's sleeve and jumping around him.

Walking out of the old street, there is another row of stores. It seems that they are newly built, with three flat-top cement rooms. In the middle is a computer room.

A slightly fat man in a jacket squatted at the door holding a bowl. Zhou Xinbing walked over and said, "Old Qian, is the business good?"

Old Qian looked up and stood up with a smile: "It's okay. Where are you two?"

"Go over there to eat the stew pot. Are Fengzi there?"

"Where is inside the house, come into the house."

The room is quite wide, divided into two sections, with more than twenty square meters in front, with a lettering machine or something, and more than forty square meters in it, and a circle of computers.

A slightly black and thin woman was sitting in front of a computer typing, turning her head over and looking over: "Why are you two free to come?"

The woman stood up with a smile.

Short hair, big eyes, not tall, about 1.6 meters.

The skin is a little dark, and the entire incisor is a little convex. It is not buck teeth.

"Go to eat a stew pot, and I just saw Lao Qian from here. Is the business good?"

"Look, there are not many people. The advertising side takes some work. I don't study much during the day, but sometimes I come to play games at night to earn some money."

"Why don't you eat? Lao Qian squatted at the door and held a bowl, and it looked quite pitiful."

Fengzi smiled and glanced at Lao Qian: "He is willing to squat at the door to eat. I have eaten, but he has just gotten off work. Where is the mainland? Haven't you come back?"

Zhou Xinbing pulled a chair and sat down: "I don't know, I'm here before I go home yet, I'm here after get off work. You don't know yet. He can be all attendees if he can come back two or three days a week."

Fengzi looked at Zhang Yanming and smiled: "It's okay, there's someone to accompany you anyway. Being a policeman is really busy, he is a cadre again."

Zhang Yanming was completely confused.

Who is the mainland? The police?

Li Shuxin definitely did not have in-depth communication. Zhou Xinbing seemed to be, maybe, not easy to say. Am I running wildly on the road to death?

"Sit down, what's wrong today?" Fengzi said to Zhang Yanming.

"Stand for a while, you either lie down or sit down for a day." Zhang Yanming said to him, turned his head to look at the computer.

Huge monitor, classical chassis.

"Huh?" Zhang Yanming leaned forward.

This icon on the monitor, wangs, where is Microsoft? Where is Wen 95?
Chapter completed!