After I made a biography for my scumbag ex, I was on fire

Chapter 89 Shabu Shabu

"Okay, what do you want to eat, senior?"

Just like when he was a teenager, Mu Song had no resistance to An Heng's invitation. What's more, he also eagerly wanted to catch up with this old man who had been out of touch for more than ten years and was also a teacher and friend to him.

"I think about it..."

An Heng walked downstairs with Mu Song in his arms, thinking seriously, as if he was very cautious about this meal,

"I remember, when you were young, you liked to eat boiled mutton, didn't you? Do you still like to eat it now?"

Mu Song raised his head and looked at An Heng's smiling face, feeling extremely complicated.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he hadn't chatted with anyone who had witnessed his "childhood".

Not to mention how long it had been since he heard any memories of his "childhood" from other people's mouths.

An Heng's words "when I was a child" not only pulled the dusty memory in Mu Song's heart, but also touched his heartstrings that had not been moved for a long time.

It turns out that those who warmed him up have always remembered him. After more than ten years, the memory is not old, and the friendship is still there...

"Yes, yes, I have always liked to eat it, but then I went to G City, and the side stove over there is not the taste of our house..."

"Have you been in City G since you graduated from University Z?"

"Uh... yes..."

Mu Song lowered his head, a little embarrassed, afraid that An Heng would know that if he asked again, he had never done a "serious job" in the secular sense since graduation.

But suddenly remembered that he hadn't told An Heng about his going to Z University.

After all, in his opinion, it was a betrayal of his long-standing goal, and this goal was set up by An Heng for him...

"Senior, how do you know..."

"Musong."

Mu Song was about to ask An Heng back, but before he finished speaking, he heard someone calling him from behind, a voice he was so familiar with.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Song turned around and saw Lu Yuan's tall figure walking out of the darkness.

"get out of class is over? Let's go, go home..."

When Lu Yuan walked under the bright light, Mu Song realized that the home clothes he was wearing had been replaced with a new set of casual business clothes.

The rich hair is not messy at all, and he looks like a business elite, and he doesn't show any embarrassment after being kicked by him.

"Xiao Song, who is he?"

An Heng also turned around, looked at the normal-looking but inexplicably hostile person in front of him, leaned towards Mu Song with his head tilted, and asked softly.

"Professor An, hello.

Lu Yuan.

Yes……"

Without waiting for Mu Song's introduction, Lu Yuan slowly walked up to the two of them, stretched out his hand, and shook An Heng's hand like that.

While describing his identity, he stopped and looked at Mu Song with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were frighteningly cold.

Looking at Lu Yuan's appearance, Mu Song was so speechless that his teeth ached.

The dog man seemed to be waiting to see how he would define the relationship between them, as if, "If you can't say it well, let me see how I deal with you".

Mu Song was very angry, and wanted to follow his dog's legs again, and then ask, what qualifications did he have to force himself to express his opinion.

But in front of An Heng, Mu Song didn't want to tear Lu Yuan to the point where he stripped off his pants unless he had to.

Therefore, facing this problem, Mu Song felt uncomfortable.

What to say?

Is it the CEO of Lu Group?Is it the benefactor's father who has a ten-year nurturing agreement with him?Or, his ex-boyfriend?

It's embarrassing anyway.

Mu Song struggled for a long time, and finally spit out a sentence——

"he is my friend."

After finishing speaking, he stared at Lu Yuan with an eye for an eye, his eyes were full of warnings.

"Ha, indeed..."

Not knowing if his warning had worked, Lu Yuan's smile didn't decrease but increased, and he nodded in response.

Mu Song heaved a sigh of relief, just as he was thinking about why this dog man had changed his sex today, Lu Yuan stretched out his long arms, and before Mu Song could react, he pulled him into his arms.

"I am, indeed, his...friend."

Lu Yuan's voice came from the top of his head. Immediately afterwards, Mu Song felt Lu Yuan's breath approaching. Soon, an open and aboveboard kiss landed on his forehead.

Mu Song:! ! !

Mu Song raised his head, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the gloomy Lu Yuan. He didn't know what words to use to describe his current mood.

"Cough... Xiao Song, if it's inconvenient for you today, let's make an appointment another day, anyway, the future will be long."

"Convenient, how can it be inconvenient to eat, braised meat in a copper pot, right, let's go together."

Before Mu Song could respond, Lu Yuan made the decision for him, and even talked to himself, adding himself to the dinner of reminiscing with old friends.

"Lu Yuan..."

Mu Song was anxious and ashamed, and wanted to break free from Lu Yuan's arms first, but was held even tighter, unable to move.

"What's the matter? Don't you want to go? Teacher An's kind invitation, how can you refuse? Besides, let's go home, don't I have to make you a supper?"

When Lu Yuan said these words, he kept his head down and leaned into Mu Song's ear, as if coaxing a child, with an extremely gentle tone.

But the coldness in his eyes turned towards An Heng unabashedly.

An Heng adjusted his glasses, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, his smile was not full, but he still maintained a polite demeanor.

"I think it's still..."

"Let's go, it's getting late, and there's nothing to eat any later! Teacher An, do you want to find a shop? Give me the address, and I'll drive."

The three of them stalemate for a long time, Lu Yuan suddenly smiled, put Mu Song in one hand, and patted An Heng's shoulder vigorously with the other, as if the three of them had really become very good friends, and if they didn't want to have a meal together, I can't justify it.

"Xiao Song, can you?"

Regarding Lu Yuan's sudden intimacy, An Heng smiled as a response, but still turned his face, looked at Mu Song, and waited for him to speak.

Mu Song's real thought was naturally that he didn't want to have dinner with An Heng with the obviously "crazy" Lu Yuan.

But after ten years of getting along, he really knows Lu Yuan's temper very well. In this case, if he doesn't follow his will, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to turn the story over.

Thinking about the worse things that might happen, Mu Song was helpless, but still nodded.

After all, it's just a meal, so there's no reason to fight hard.

"Let's go, Teacher An, please."

Lu Yuan took Mu Song into the co-pilot, and leaned over to help Mu Song fasten his seat belt.

Before An Heng got into the car, Mu Song grabbed Lu Yuan's lapel, gritted his teeth, and warned in a low voice.

"It's almost done, enough is enough for you! Don't make it again for a while."

Lu Yuan took Mu Song's hand that was grabbing his skirt, and once he exerted force, he forced Mu Song to relax.

"do not worry."

Lu Yuan looked at Mu Song with a smile on his face, held his hand, pulled it to his lips, kissed it very tenderly, and backed out.

rest assured?

Mu Song thinks that Lu Yuan's sinister smile and increasingly abnormal behavior really put his heart in his throat, how can he feel relieved? !

But at the moment, riding a tiger is hard to get off.

"Teacher An, please."

Mu Song looked at Lu Yuan from the rearview mirror, opened the rear door for An Heng himself, and took a deep breath.

President Lu, apart from opening the car door for yourself a few times recently, when did you open the car door for someone else? !

Crazy, must be crazy!

Mu Song stared at Lu Yuan, seeing that he settled An Heng, walked around to the driver's seat, and got into the car.

"North Gate Hot Pork, No. 10 Xuefu Road, right?"

After Lu Yuan set up the navigation, he turned the steering wheel and rushed into the main road with a flick, which made Mu Song's scalp tense.

"You slow down!"

Mu Song stared at Lu Yuan, afraid that this man would do something drastic under the convulsion.

"Don't be afraid, don't you know my driving skills?"

Lu Yuan turned his face to the side and glanced at Mu Song, his eyes shone brightly, and his tone was extremely ambiguous.

Mu Song: ...

"Then you should drive well, don't be surprised."

"Well, listen to...yours."

Lu Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth, and after obviously pronouncing the word "old", Mu Song was so scared that when he thought he was going to say "po", he turned around and changed the word.

Mu Song heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time made a serious note in tonight's small ledger, preparing to do the math when there are only two of them.

Afterwards, Lu Yuan was quite safe, except for asking An Heng a few questions in a neutral manner, he didn't do anything more excessive, and he drove to the restaurant after a while.

When they arrived, it was already 09:30, and the general shops should be closed, but this shabu-shabu shop was still full of people and steaming.

The three of them followed the waiter to a small box in the back.

A square table, Lu Yuanfei wanted to talk about respecting the teacher, invited An Heng to the honored seat, sat down beside An Heng, and pulled Mu Song to sit next to him.

In this way, he sat in the middle, and An Heng and Mu Song sat facing each other.

It stands to reason that it is very convenient to meet face to face and look at each other when eating, but it is a pity that what they want to eat is the traditional northern copper pot.

The two long-lost old friends can now see each other quite clearly, but before long, there will be a tall copper pot and curling smoke between them... It is equivalent to erecting a big barrier.

In the eyes of smart people, Lu Yuan's careful thinking is too obvious, but he doesn't care about it, with a calm face.

"Teacher An often comes to this store?"

Lu Yuan refilled the cups of the three of them with hot tea very familiarly, and then began to find nothing to say.

"That's right. There are very few authentic northern shabu-shabu in the south. The owner of this shop is also from City B. He has grown up after coming and going."

An Heng smiled, picked up the dish book, and ordered dishes in the manner of a landlord.

"I remember, you like to eat sesame sauce and chive flowers as a dipping sauce, don't you?"

An Heng raised his head and looked at Mu Song. The smile in the corner of his eyes rippled into Mu Song's heart. He opened his mouth and was about to say "Senior has a really good memory" when Lu Yuan took the lead.

"Well, but you can only put a spoonful of leek flower, otherwise it will be salty, add some ground peanuts and beef sauce, am I right, Songsong?"

Mu Song turned his head to the side, looked at Lu Yuan who was close to him, and tried his best to resist the urge to cut his head open to have a look.

When we are together, not to mention remembering his favorite dipping sauce, even eating hot-boiled meat must be eaten according to the southern coastal way, never willing to accompany him to eat northern hot-boiled mutton, forcing him to use the northern dipping sauce to make a side stove in the south , what will this pretend? !

But in front of An Heng, Mu Song couldn't bear to have a fit, so he could only give Lu Yuan a hard look, and nodded silently.

Seeing the eyebrows and eyes of the two, An Heng's face flashed a momentary embarrassment, then he returned to normal, turned his head, and asked Lu Yuan.

"What about you, Mr. Lu?"

"Mr. An, you're welcome, just call me Lu Yuan. After that, our Songsong will trouble you to give me more guidance."

As Lu Yuan said, he added some hot tea to An Heng's cup, as if he really respected An Heng.

"Me, a plate of soy sauce will do."

An Heng listened, smiled, didn't say anything, made a stroke on the menu, and handed the menu to the waiter to order the food to be served quickly.

"Lu Xian...are you from the south?"

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The author has something to say:

Lu Yuan: Dog girl, are you out of words? !Tossing and turning will only use "peach blossom eyes"? ? ?As the main attacker, shouldn't I be the only one in the book?

The reason: First of all, from Songsong's point of view, the peach blossom eye you saw first, but An Heng, when it comes to reuse, you are the one who is reused.

Lu Yuan:? ? ? !Is this what "the double is actually myself" means? ? ?

The second: secondly, who said you are the main attacker?

Lu Yuan: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu /Pitiful

The reason: Calling "dog woman" again, it's hard to say~/Satisfied

Lu Yuan: ...weak, humble, pitiful.jpg

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Heng: heng, the name of an ancient jade vessel.Jade jewelry, the horizontal jade on the upper part of the miscellaneous pendant.Small in shape like a chime, or with folded corners, it is used on the ring of the wall, and is precious because of its rarity. (Explanation from Baidu Chinese)