"Get up and go down to have breakfast. Sanchi said... she will make breakfast for us."
Sang Jin gently kissed her 2 on the forehead.
"Um!"
Zhang Qingying nodded.
The two of them went to the bathroom one after another, washed up, and Zhang Qingqing went out wearing a pair of trousers.
After all, in the end of the world, although the medicine has been developed, it will still take more than half a month to truly rescue the end of the world crisis.
Because it is a habit, or because he is afraid of an emergency, Zhang Qingyao still wears pants habitually at this time.
The first is convenience, and the second is of course convenience.
Although Sang Jin made a lot of dresses for her before.
Sang Jin was also wearing comfortable short T-shirts and beige trousers. He was always as romantic as a cherry blossom petal, and no matter what he wore, his handsomeness and charm were not compromised.
The two people held hands and went downstairs. As soon as they came down the stairs, they smelled a strange smell.
This strange smell also makes this morning full of magic.
In short, Zhang Qingqing had a strong thought in his heart.
Sang Qi must have made a dark dish that is unparalleled in the world.
"You guys are here, sit down and wait to eat!"
While Sang Qi was busy, she took the time to turn around and say hello to them.
Sang Jin took Zhang Qingying and sat down, and the two of them began to wait for breakfast in this wonderful atmosphere.
"Ah wu—"
The little chicken smelled this scent and was extremely powerless.
He called out softly and lay down next to Zhang Qingying.
Zhang Qingqing stretched out his foot in a funny manner and rubbed the chick's body a few times.
The chicken cried feebly again.
Zhang Qingqing glanced at the open kitchen again. Sang Qi was very busy and in full swing.
After waiting for a while, Sangqi finally came over with a smile and a tray.
In front of them, each person had a large white plate.
Zhang Qingqing looked at the plate placed in front of him and smiled helplessly.
What is this... It's colorful and looks so lively.
Just... can rose petals be fried with grapes, green peppers, cucumbers, apples, pineapples, etc.
She didn't lower her head, and that hot and strange breath rushed to her nose.
Zhang Qingqing couldn't hold back the nausea coming from his heart.
You can't spit it out. Doesn't this undermine Sangqi's self-confidence in cooking
Sangqi placed everyone's plates, and placed a large portion on the chicken's plate.
The little chicken whined and looked at the small mountain of food in front of him.
It felt in its heart that it would rather eat zombies than eat this thing.
“Do you think my color scheme is so perfect that eating it feels like a kind of blasphemy!?”
Sang Qi saw that they were just looking at the plates and had no desire to do anything. Her self-confidence was also greatly expanded, and she couldn't help but shake her head.
In fact, when she looked at the color scheme of this breakfast, she felt that it was perfect and the nutritional value was also very high.
“…”
Zhang Qingqing couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard her shameless words at this time.
"You all eat it!"
Sang Jin held a fork and motioned for them to eat.