Spitting dryly, the clear saliva in his mouth gushed out like a fountain.
Open your mouth without any movement, and the saliva will drip out of your mouth drop by drop.
Clear, like clear water...
Huang Ling supported the sink, raised her head, and looked at herself in the glasses.
My heart is full of suspicion, it's all right, why is it so nauseating
Last night, Liu Fengfeng and Cheng Xichen insisted on taking her to eat supper. She likes to eat crayfish.
Cheng Xichen ordered her a plate full of crayfish, which was very spicy and delicious.
Liu Fengfeng and Cheng Xichen toasted and drank, and they ate up a bottle of rice wine just like that.
In order to celebrate Cheng Xichen's prosperity in M City, Huang Ling also expressed her feelings and drank half a cup.
Recalling what she ate last night, Huang Ling shook her head and smiled helplessly.
I used to eat and drink a lot without stomach pain, let alone throw up early in the morning.
I ate lobster and drank wine last night, so I vomited like this. It really is weak.
After tidying up, Huang Ling came out of the bedroom.
Liu Fengfeng was in a good mood and dressed beautifully, giving her a whole new look.
She was wiping the tea table in the living room and humming a little tune.
Hearing Huang Ling's footsteps, she raised her head and looked at Huang Ling with a smile: "Huang Ling, are you up?"
Huang Ling looked at Liu Fengfeng strangely, "Mom, did you see the lottery results last night and you won the first prize?"
"No, I don't like that, and I don't buy it or read it." Liu Fengfeng said while wiping the table.
"You are in a good mood today." Huang Ling smiled.
"Xichen said that if you are in a happy mood every day, you will live longer. He also said that when you get up in the morning, you must maintain a happy mood, and you will also have good luck."
"What did he say?" Huang Ling asked.
"Of course, I like that kid."
"Where are the others?" Huang Ling had just finished asking when she heard something coming from the kitchen.
Liu Fengfeng glanced at the kitchen with a smile, "Seeing that you haven't woken up so late, he's cooking something delicious for you."
Huang Ling was surprised: "He can cook?"
"It looks good. In the morning, he specially made breakfast for me. The sauced pork noodles are even more delicious than pasta. Seeing that you haven't woken up yet, I ate all of your bowl."
"I'll go in and have a look." Huang Ling turned around and went into the kitchen.
in the kitchen.
Cheng Xichen, who always wears beige casual clothes, is cooking pork noodles with sauce for Huang Ling.
In addition to the sauced pork noodles, there is also a fruit salad, which has been prepared and is on the table.
Huang Ling walked in, looked at the fruit salad, "It looks good, do you make it often?"
She raised her head and asked Cheng Xichen, who was looking at Lo Mein.
Cheng Xichen's cooking movements are very familiar, not clumsy, giving the impression that he cooks often.
He doesn't wear an apron, and he has a kind of homely handsomeness.
Some men cook so handsomely that it drives women crazy.
"When I was young, my dad was not the mayor, but just a small official. He was very busy with his work, and he worked very hard. In order to be promoted, he has been working hard, working hard for the people, for himself, inspecting the terrain, Manage the local economy well…”
"..."
"Because of the busy work, he is rarely at home. My mother is the state cashier. She works from nine to six, and sometimes she has to work overtime on weekends. She doesn't have much time to take care of me. I have to take care of myself, such as cooking, for me. Come on, it's commonplace."
Cheng Xichen scooped up the noodles, put them on a beautiful plate, and then poured sauced meat and other ingredients.