Fisherman [ Danmei MTL ]

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When Zhao Qian returned to the market, the sky was completely dark, and the lanterns on the streets of the market were mostly gone.

When the lanterns at the door were still lit every day, his heart warmed, and he took a few steps up the steps and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Lanterns were all lit at the door, and there was no reason to be away. He guessed if Brother Zhou was asleep, and after knocking for a while, no one responded.

He turned to the barbecue shop. In the past, he found someone, not only looking for him.

He saw the white smoke on the barbecue rack and the sizzling sound of meat skewers.

He walked quickly over, Wang Tian, ​​who was earnestly turning over the grilled meat skewers with his back, was startled, and the brush in his hand shook to the ground with a slap.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao..."

Standing on the side. Brother Zhou and Zhuang Qingran also froze for a while. Zhuang Qingran saw the man returning from the wind and dust cruelly at the gate, blocking half of the light from the lantern, and his face was so dark that he was so scary.

He quickly pulled the corner of Brother Zhou's clothes and hid behind him.

"Xiao Yu, why does your husband look so fierce?" Zhou Ge'er was afraid that Zhao Qian would be angry when others arrogate his things, so he hurried up to explain.

"Brother Zhao..."

Zhao Qian pulled him to next to him, before he could speak, he clamped his eyebrows and stared at Zhuang Qingran, who had nowhere to hide.

"What do you call him?"

"He, isn't he called Zhou Shaoyu? I, I didn't call it wrong again."

"The call is wrong! "

Zhou Ge'er felt very happy, but still winked at the poor Zhuang Qingran.

"Haha..." Zhuang Qingran knows, and smiled at Zhao Qian.

"Zhou, Brother Zhou."

Zhao Qian's expression eased a little.

Seeing the attention shifted from Zhuang Qingran to himself, Wang Tian couldn't help shaking his legs.

He lowered his head and dared not look at Zhao Qian's face.

"This is what you grilled?" Zhao Qian glanced at the barbecue rack, there were a few skewers of barbecue and some oysters on it.

"Brother Zhao, I didn't mean to get these things, I..."

Zhao Qian picked up the brush on the floor, took the kerchief and wiped it, and then handed it back to Wang Tian's hand.

"Roasted and barbecued. It's time to be diligent. If you don't turn it, you'll have to paste it."

Wang Tian was taken aback and looked up at Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian turned around and sat down in front of the table instead.

He was overjoyed and quickly turned over the barbecue, stand up. 

Brother Zhao didn't blame him. He was scared with a cold sweat on his back.

Fortunately, it was a false alarm, but he didn't understand why Zhuang Qingran was so angry when he called his brother.

He didn't lose his temper when he moved his barbecue rack.

Seeing that Zhao Qian hadn't reprimanded Wang Tian, ​​Brother Zhou was a little surprised.