Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 186 Sweet Journey 5
A middle-aged woman looked over with great interest. She looked at Cheng Yiming, then at me, and asked with a smile, "Are you newlyweds? Come to Yunnan for our honeymoon?" She then said, "Hello, you two. Yes, really handsome men and beautiful women! The man is tall and handsome, and the woman is beautiful and delicate, it can be said to be a match made in heaven."

I blushed slightly, glanced at Cheng Yiming, and said, "Thank you."

Cheng Yiming smiled.

He walked up to me, reached out and shook my hand, and tightly entangled my five fingers with his five fingers, as if ten fingers were intertwined.Cheng Yiming's action seemed to be casual, as if it was a natural thing.At this moment, my heart was lightly hit, and I felt very sweet and happy.

Cheng Yiming picked four cakes of the best 30-year-old Pu'er tea, [-] grams each.Cheng Yiming said: "The two cakes are for you to drink, and the other two cakes will be given to your editor-in-chief after you go back to work."

I stuck out my tongue: "I asked for a month. I lied to the editor-in-chief that I was pregnant, and the doctor said that the fetus was unstable and needed more rest in bed, and I couldn't use the computer for a long time, which is not good for the child. ——Hey, editor-in-chief I believed it, so I approved it.”

Cheng Yiming glanced at me: "I know."

I was surprised: "Huh? How do you know?"

Cheng Yiming said: "Because you didn't see me anymore, I was very anxious, so I rushed to your magazine to look for it, and then I met Qiao Weizhong, he said. Probably by now, the editor-in-chief knows that you have fooled him, and I am afraid he will be furious, so you have to Take two cakes of Pu'er tea and go back to coax him."

I made a face at him: "I guess two cakes of Pu'er tea can't coax him."

Cheng Yiming laughed: "If you really can't solve it, then you can resign and stay at home. I will support you."

I also laughed: "Okay." Then said: "This is the worst plan."

At night, Cheng Yiming and I walked the streets of Dali, eating various snacks.

The cold chicken noodle with excellent taste is packed in a large porcelain blue and white bowl, with refined shredded cold chicken, soft and white rice noodle, yellow bean sprouts, fresh green Chinese kale, white shredded radish, salt, soy sauce, Add monosodium glutamate, garlic juice, pepper oil, chili oil, and fried walnut kernels as the finishing touch. The marinade is made with chicken broth and flour, and a few secret seasonings are added to make it delicious The taste is all in it.

Dali's bait has a unique flavor.

A barbed wire fence was placed on a brazier, and a red chestnut charcoal fire was underneath.Pieces of white round cakes are relatively thin. They are baked on a plate and topped with seasonings. They are pieces of baked bait.

Bait blocks can also be made into silk, called bait block silk.

There are two kinds of boiled shredded bait that are more famous, one is called grilled bait thread, and the other is called crispy shredded bait.I prefer crispy shredded bait, which is soft, fragrant, nutritious and not greasy.

Dali Xizhou Baba, also known as Posu, is most famous for the traditional Baba of the Bai nationality in Xizhou.

This is a wheat flour scone with good color, fragrance and taste. Wheat flour is the main raw material. It is baked in an oil pan, and it is yellow, fragrant, crispy and crispy.There are two kinds of Xizhou Baba, salty and sweet. The salty taste is layered with essential oils, sprinkled with green onion, pepper, and salt; the sweet taste is filled with ham, diced meat, oil residue, and brown sugar.

Cheng Yiming and I had a full meal.

Really too full.I stood on the street in the dark night, my stomach was too full and I couldn't walk.I acted coquettishly to Cheng Yiming, with a soft and coquettish voice: "Cheng Yiming, carry me on your back, okay?"

Cheng Yiming looked at me with a wicked smile on his face: "Okay! But I have one condition."

I asked: "What conditions?"

Cheng Yiming said: "You have to call me a good husband."

I blushed and called out in a low voice, "Good husband."

Cheng Yiming glanced at me: "I can't hear you."

I had no choice but to raise my voice slightly: "Good husband!"

Cheng Yiming was still pretending to be stupid: "I can't hear it! The voice is too low."

I had no choice but to raise my voice and call out forcefully: "Good husband! Good husband!"

No, Cheng Yiming replied louder than me: "Hey."

After the "hey", Cheng Yiming really walked up to me and really bent down.I really jumped onto Cheng Yiming's back and hugged Cheng Yiming's neck tightly.Cheng Yiming just carried me behind his back, walked unscrupulously on the street, ignored the eyes of others, and still went his own way.

The surrounding area is hot and lively, with people coming and going everywhere.All kinds of small stalls, all kinds of human beings, shadows under the lights, people's faces are blurred, and they seem to be dancing wildly.

There are singing voices, filling the small bustling area.

It's "Carmen" sung by Zhang Huimei. I've heard Fang Zisu hum it several times.

On Cheng Yiming's back, I hummed: "... If you fall in love with me, you will find yourself in trouble. If I fall in love with you, you will die by my hands..."

"Lala, I'm in love with you, and I'm willing to die by your hands." Cheng Yiming said.

"I don't want you to die by my hands." I giggled.

"Why?" Cheng Yiming asked.

"Because I'm going to die at your hands." I said.

Cheng Yiming said: "Fool!" He said again: "Lala, let's not keep talking about death, okay? We are still so young, and death is a very distant thing for us. The two of us will live for a long time. We are very old, so old that our hair is gray and our teeth have fallen out. We run to the park every day, walk the dog, play chess, fly a kite, and dance Yangwu. Every day at dusk, we hold hands and go home to eat, bathe and sleep. Live a happy, peaceful life.”

I buried my face on Cheng Yiming's back.

I feel very happy and at ease.

Later, I passed by an Internet cafe.I suggested: "Cheng Yiming, it's still early, let's go to the Internet cafe to play."

Cheng Yiming said: "Okay." He said again: "It's been a long time since I played a game. If I have time and mood at this time, I'll play for a while."

When we arrived at the Internet cafe, Cheng Yiming and I each had a computer.I went to QQ first, and read the comments from those authors for a while. They asked some questions, such as: When will the payment for this month be due?Has the article written last time passed the final review?What topics are missing in this issue?

I answered them patiently.

I was joined by the editor-in-chief of another magazine, from the magazine "Fashion: Autumn Water Yiren".

He said: "Su Lala, I finally found your QQ. I heard that you are not in City C now, and you are not sure when you will come back, so I can only leave a message on QQ. You also know that the influence of our magazine is not inferior to that of "Locust Family No. [-]" where you are, but the style is different. Our magazine pays more attention to celebrity interviews, trendy clothing, fashion clothing, beauty and body, skin care and makeup, jewelry accessories... Sura La, I have been following you for a long time. I saw your interview with Fang Zisu and Han Qingluo’s article a few days ago. I really like your simple and clear writing, which is clean and lively, and the interview characters in your writing are diverse. , fresh, breathable and panting, standing lively on the paper, one can't help but read it in one breath and still feel unfinished. It's really wonderful. Surala, if you want, our "Fashion: Qiu Shuiyi" People magazine is willing to hire you with a high salary as a star interview reporter and columnist for our magazine."

-

(End of this chapter)