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    Wen Zhuoyu didn't realize the intimacy revealed in Gu Xihuai's words. Sitting on the co-pilot, he stretched his waist and teased, "It's all up to you."

    After a short pause, he asked again with a smile, "Are you okay?"

    The night was getting darker, the sparse starlight and the ambiguous night drifted into the narrow carriage little by little along the night wind, lingering a touch of autumn between the two of them. Gu Xihuai was breathing the air in the carriage, and suddenly felt a little cramped. The light "Is it okay?" just got into my ears, and the light was even softer than the evening breeze. But when these words flowed into the heart along the auricle and the blood, as if the empty heart had echoes under the transmission of the sound, and the heart valve was beating heavily.

    At that moment, it was as if could even hear the sound of a drum beating in ears.

    Gu Xihuai blinked with some difficulty, trying to identify the dark road ahead. Under the dim street lights, a black car galloped down the wide street.

    Wen Zhuoyu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, suddenly smelled the aroma of barbecue. He turned to look at the brightly lit night market next to the street, and asked Gu Xihuai, "Want to have a late night snack?"

    Gu Xihuai, who had been staring at the front, was a little stunned: "What?"

    Wen Zhuoyu patted his stomach: "I always feel like I'm not full at night. Shall we go have a barbecue?"

    A few minutes later, a black Maybach stopped in front of the barbecue stall. Wen Zhuoyu and Gu Xihuai passed through the crowd of food stalls and finally found an empty table in the corner. There were still unfinished food and empty wine bottles left over from the previous table. The capable and forthright proprietress neatly tidied up the table, put a simple menu sealed with plastic wrap on the table, and shouted loudly, "What do the guests want to eat? Our crayfish and belly are a night market. One must, do you two handsome guys want to try it?"

    "Okay!" Wen Zhuoyu smiled with his brows and eyes curled, and carefully browsed the menu: "Here's a plate of spicy crayfish, another plate of garlic crayfish, a belly-rinsing... Do you still want What to eat?"

    The last sentence was for Gu Xihuai.

    In addition to the needs of filming, Gu Xihuai seemed to rarely come to such crowded and cluttered food stalls, and for a while he was a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, the night was getting darker, and the lights here were a little dim, and no one noticed the looks of Wen Zhuoyu and Gu Xihuai.

    Hearing Wen Zhuoyu's question, Gu Xihuai pinched the menu cautiously: "I can eat anything."

    Wen Zhuoyu suddenly thought of something, and the thief smiled and said, "Then let's get two strings of waists to nourish the kidneys."

    Gu Xihuai: "..."

    Less than 20 minutes after returning the menu to the proprietress, the BBQ ordered by Wen Zhuoyu and Gu Xihuai came one after another.

    Wen Zhuoyu was surprised to find that although Gu Xihuai didn't eat food stalls much, he was very good at peeling crayfish. Putting disposable plastic gloves on his slender fingers, he snapped off the head of the crayfish neatly, then peeled off the skin of the shrimp with his fingers flexibly, and finally put a fresh and firm shrimp in the small plate in front of Wen Zhuoyu.

    Wen Zhuoyu: "...?"

    "You eat." Gu Xihuai's ears were inexplicably hot, and he said with a stern face, "I peel faster than you."

    Wen Zhuoyu chuckled, Gu Xihuai was really good at peeling crayfish. The peeling is not only fast but complete. Unlike Wen Zhuoyu, a crayfish needs to be peeled for one minute, and it is eaten while peeling, so there is absolutely no way to give it to others.

    What made Wen Zhuoyu even more helpless was that when Wen Zhuoyu peeled one crayfish, Gu Xihuai had already peeled three crayfish, and each shrimp was delivered to Wen Zhuoyu's bowl.

    "Eat it yourself!" Wen Zhuoyu reluctantly persuaded: "Don't always peel it for me, as if I'm squeezing you."

    Gu Xihuai shook his head: "I'm full at night."

    Wen Zhuoyu sighed and put a crayfish that he finally peeled into Gu Xihuai's bowl: "At least give me a face?"

    Gu Xihuai was stunned when she heard the words, and immediately picked up the shrimp with chopsticks and put it in her mouth: "It's very sweet."

    "Sweet?" Wen Zhuoyu tasted it carefully, only to feel that the fragrant and spicy aroma did have a little sweet taste: "It seems that their crayfish is very fresh."

    Hear Wen Zhuoyu's evaluation. Gu Xihuai seemed to have thought of something, and her ears became hotter.

    "Come, come, let me give you a chance, my waist is here—" The proprietress's bold voice passed through the crowded aroma of the food stalls, and gradually came to the front. The iron plate covered with plastic film was placed on the table with a bang, followed by grilled sizzling kidneys, meat skewers and squid. The strong aroma instantly filled this small world. Gu Xihuai suddenly felt that the already crowded space was even more cramped. The overflowing heat even reddened one of his face.

    The proprietress put the two bottles of iced drinks ordered by Wen Zhuoyu on the table, Wen Zhuoyu unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to Gu Xihuai, sighing, "It's a pity that the two of us came by car, otherwise we should order two bottles in this atmosphere. A cold bottle of beer."

    Gu Xihuai came back to his senses and poured the cold carbonated drink into his mouth. The cold soda slid into the internal organs along the mouth, and the boiling blood instantly cooled down, but the powerful bubbles exploded in the body one by one. It is integrated into the internal organs with repeated cycles.

    In a trance, Gu Xihuai seemed to hear the sound of his heart blooming.

    "Are you happy to eat barbecue and drink iced soda?" Wen Zhuoyu has been paying attention to Gu Xihuai's expression, and found that since he returned to Gu's house - more precisely, after seeing Gu's family, he has accumulated a calm and peaceful expression between Gu Xihuai's eyebrows.The indifference was finally diluted by the lively and strong barbecue atmosphere in front of him, and Wen Zhuoyu also became happy.

    The precise curvature of the corners of the lips like a ruler rose slowly unconsciously, and Wen Zhuoyu himself didn't notice it. As Gu Xihuai's mood recovered, he also became more relaxed.The standard smile that has been hanging on his face has also become more intense and publicized, as if affected by the atmosphere at the barbecue stall.

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