"Mo Qingcheng, what's the matter with you?" There was a figure leaning at the door, Feng Yasong who came to urge the food. He has always been a little son who molested the dead and did not pay for his life. Look at the voice and the top card, "Looking blushing, I have a red scarf."
The seasoning is out of the pot, and freshly chopped green onion, pour it on the fish.
The fragrance is really overflowing.
Only then did the top card pick up his own fish, and glanced at Feng Yasong, who immediately put aside his ridicule, and obediently went inside to catch the fish. These days, there is no good fruit to offend the chef...
After Feng Yasong retreated, the whole kitchen was still the noise of the cooker hood. She felt that she was shaken by the noise, and her whole soul was out of her body. She seemed to listen to her muttering: "I'm going out first, and I can't help anyway. What are you busy..."
What did Mo Qingcheng say
do not know.
She walked outside. In the dining room in the corner of the living room, everyone was sitting around the dining table, each with their own gossip smile, giving Gu Sheng a place. All because of Feng Yasong’s question at the kitchen door just now, everyone has a different picture in their minds, but the theme is the same: the top card... must have done something bad.
As for what bad things have been done
Everyone looked at the sound. On the left is the beautiful beer drinking, and on the right is the beancake with chopsticks and stealing vegetables. The protagonist is strictly protected. Isn't it okay to not molest him at all? But that's it, our heroine has been drinking ice orange juice, and there is a tendency to blush more and more...
The top brand cooks quickly.
It is completely the efficiency of the hotel chef. The dishes are served one by one. Pepper pork belly chicken, shrimp glue stuffed snow peas, fish fragrant eggplant, curry beef vermicelli soup, spicy black pepper clams, black pepper raw fried short ribs, and glutinous pearls Conch slices... The last one... Pickled fresh... TT... This is completely a memoir of two people's acquaintance...
She has tried one or two of them. Although they are not terrible, they are not as tempting as the ones in front of them. She hasn't tried them yet, she dare to decide that they are absolutely delicious.
"It's so rich today," Wwwwk saw that his eyes were almost straight, "There are only two soups..."
She took a sip of juice and stared at the table full of vegetables in a daze.
Doudoudoubing thought she was afraid of being molested by everyone, so she cleared her throat and asked, "Sound, why did you enter the ancient circle in the first place?"
"Me?" Gu Sheng retracted his attention from the dishes, "Actually... I was enslaved by my classmates at the beginning and asked me to help re-arrange a piece of music. Only then did I know this circle..."
"You can arrange music?" Doudoudoubing was surprised, "then you must compose music?"
"I have done some, but they are not sung by people who are too famous."
The eyes of the peas are shining.
She is an ancient style and online distribution. Of course, she knows someone who can compose and arrange music... Value: "Are you still a singer?... Shengsheng, you turned out to be an all-in-one machine. No wonder the top brand likes your TT so much..."
Fei Shao also has a stunning expression: "In the ancient style circle, the composition and arrangement are all walking sideways, and the sound, many small clubs do not even have a single composition. Your president is too good for life, right? , Come to our club."
Someone was digging a wall and digging happily. Mo Qingcheng had washed all the cooking utensils and walked out of the kitchen.
He put down the sleeves of his shirt, and immediately changed from a chef to a suave leader. He seems to be not surprised by the talents of the people discussing the composition and arrangement of the sound... Nor should he be surprised. In fact, Gu Sheng had already told him that he wanted to give him a piece of music...
He sat down beside Gu Sheng.
The drinks in front of everyone are different, from beer to white wine, to juice, to him... It becomes yogurt... It's really a Wannian yogurt control...
Gu Sheng found that she was paying attention to his every move uncontrollably, and even such a small gesture as he picked up the chopsticks could be magnified countless times for her. Mo Qingcheng naturally picked the tenderest meat around the shark's fin and put it in a Gu Sheng bowl: "Isn't it delicious? Eat more."
"Hmm..." She silently picked up the bowl, and silently ate her own fish in the unreserved eyes of everyone.
Then... the tender meat on the other side was also thrown into her bowl.
Okay... The two pieces of meat that everyone is most greedy for are given to the gold master. Fearing that the first card gave the whole fish to their wife, everyone hurriedly stretched out their chopsticks and quickly divided the whole fish.
Come on, the top adult seldom cooks fish...
The fish made by the leading adults is the best...
As for the top card, the chopsticks have been extended to other dishes when the crowd was robbing the fish. In short, the best is for Gu Sheng. Seeing that there are too many dishes in the bowl, she feels it is not right, so she eats it desperately. One desperately clamps, the other desperately eats, and she feels that she is full TT...
It is estimated that seeing the top adult entrusted for life... Everyone unexpectedly recalled the days when they first entered the circle, very sad. Doudoudoudou sighed while eating the bamboo shoots in his bowl, "It's still good old style. At least half of the fans are male, and the majority of fans are female. I really don’t have a foothold for female CVs. …" she said, laughing at the sound, "but I can’t stand it when I am a man. For example… these big men here have tens of thousands of fans, but there are only two types, one One type is to hope that one's own destiny likes men, the other type is to hope that one's destiny likes oneself..."
Gu Sheng said, this is definitely the norm...
Actually... She doesn't count as any kind, she belongs to the person who is satisfied when she hears the voice.
As for why this relationship has developed so far, uh...
Fortunately, there is a game dubbing contest in the evening, and Mo Qingcheng happens to be one of the judges. He needs to send Gu Sheng back to school before going home to go online. After half an hour, Gu Sheng finally wanted to hand over the white flag. When he couldn't eat a bite, Mo Qingcheng also put his chopsticks away. The two of them withdrew first.
This time happens to be the most traffic jam time on the road.
Gu Sheng originally said that he wanted to go back alone, but Mo Qingcheng had already taken her down the nearest subway entrance.
She counted the time, a total of seven stations, came and went within an hour to get it, just in time to catch up with the game... This was a little relieved. The subway is full of air-conditioning. When the two people stood on the platform and waited for the train, they both held their own clothes. She looked up at the clock indicating that the next train would take 2 minutes and 48 seconds to get into the station.
Mo Qingcheng was answering the phone.
With her eyes floating, she went to look at the billboard on the opposite side of the track.
It just happens to be... the ad for that game.
"Quick, quick, I want to go back to listen to the game..." behind a little girl was very anxious.
"It's too late," another little girl soothed her. "Did you not sign up for this role today? His role should be the one in a week, right?"
"You... don't... you know... my destiny... Chen Qingci... tonight... it's the judge..."
sweat…
She didn't dare to look back, but it was obvious that every word of the girl was squeezed out of her teeth...
T. T...