Shi Yiguang can be regarded as a person who doesn't remember to eat, occasionally the devil comes and goes faster, and it didn't take long to forget Xie Xiaoqi's cruel side, and instead mop the floor and wipe the sofa together.

It's like when Plasticine Luffy told her that Gan Yuexin was either heterosexual or bisexual, she was creepy, and secretly made up her mind to stay away from Gan Yuexin, so as not to be broken into a 'bend' by her, but later, everything was still the same, and when she encountered something, she shouted: "Moon Heart, Moon Heart, what to do." ”

If you don't hurt her once, you really can't cut it in two.

After wiping for more than half an hour, the duck blood on the floor in the hall was wiped clean, but there was still a faint smell of blood in the air, even if the air freshener was sprayed, it had little effect, and I was afraid that this appearance would not be dispersed in a short time.

In addition to not killing, Feng Chu's other autonomy is quite high, and he has never asked Shi Yiguang to help again when he is in the kitchen. Shi wiped the hall clean, poked his little head, and peeked at Feng Chu in the kitchen.

The two duck brothers were only left with the bloody hair in the trash can, and the other parts were all in the pot, while Feng Chu was mixing noodles and stirring eggs, as if he was making a cake.

"Need help?" Shi Yiguang asked in a low voice.

"What can you do for me? I can't kill a duck, what else can you do?" Feng Chu asked without replying.

Shi Yiguang does not argue, facts speak louder than words.

"Get out, get in the way. Feng Chu spoke again.

"Okay. Shi Yiguang responded crisply and walked away.

......

The sun is setting and the sky is getting dark.

In the hall of the Boyo Pavilion, Shi Yiguang sat cross-legged on the sofa barefoot, Xiao Zhenyuan sat on the left, Xie Xiaoqi lay on the right, and Gan Yuexin sat on the other sofa, and the four of them were all concentrating on holding their mobile phones.

They are fighting pesticides again, the four of them team up to take a passerby, the vegetables are also robbing the law Shi Yiguang, the 10,000-year-old bastard is Gan Yuexin, the wave is dead and does not go home Xie Xiaoqi, isolated and helpless Xiao Zhenyuan, painful and happy passer-by.

Since the afternoon, Xie Xiaoqi, Gan Yuexin, and Shi have been playing and arguing, and they have beaten each other twice from time to time, as for Xiao Zhenyuan, he is young, even if he pits three guys, he is not embarrassed to scold him.

But in the final analysis, it was the three guys who cheated Xiao Zhenyuan, breaking the heart of a child who had not grown up, not only to fill the loopholes back and forth in the game, but also to persuade the three sisters not to fight in reality.

Just after Shi Yiguang was tortured and killed in the spring water with an excellent record of two bars and six, his own crystal was poked and exploded by the super soldier, and Feng Chuda in the kitchen finally came out, holding a large casserole in his hand.

said that a high-end birthday party turned into a food stall with a dinner party.

"Set the table!" Feng Chu ordered.

Shi Yiguang didn't have time to shake the pot of this game, so he jumped up suddenly, put on his shoes, and hurriedly helped move the table to form a long table, and others also helped.

There were bursts of hot air in the casserole, and the rich fragrance rippled with it, and it didn't take long for it to spread throughout the hall.

Feng Chu's cooking skills are really great.

Feng Chu put the casserole on the table, stared at Xie Xiaoqi, and said fiercely: "I'll call tonight's protagonist, before I come back, if you dare to steal a bite, I will drop you on a stone and suppress a reincarnation in the pit!"

Xie Xiaoqi also swallowed his saliva, nodded unwillingly, and said cowardly: "Don't steal food, don't steal food." ”

"Look at her!" Feng Chu ordered Shi Yiguang.

"Uh-huh, rest assured. Shi Yiguang nodded vigorously, and at the same time stared at Xie Xiaoqi viciously, with a thief-proof posture.

Feng Chu nodded with satisfaction, turned around and went up the revolving wooden ladder, went straight to the third floor, and ding-dong on it for a while, holding the captain's arm, pulling him down, and shouting: "If you don't come down, I haven't done it for nothing for most of the afternoon." ”

Shi Yiguang was stunned, and secretly felt in his heart that except for Feng Chu, there was no one in this world who could not see the captain like this.

The captain sat on the main seat very reluctantly, glanced coldly at Feng Chu, who was smiling, and stopped talking, his cold aura swept away, so that Shi Yiguang, who was sitting next to him, did not dare to come out, and the whole dinner table was solemn and solemn.

Feng Chu ran to the kitchen again and again, brought a plate of dishes, and the last watermelon-sized cream cake, placed it in front of the captain, inserted a candle, and lit it.

"Come on, let's sing together, I wish you a happy birthday!" Feng Chu was very happy, facing Shi Yiguang and Xie Xiaoqi to order, and as he spoke, he grabbed a chopstick and grabbed a chopstick, "Listen to my rhythm," like the chief conductor of an orchestra, shaking his head and shaking his hands, not much different from having a sheep epilepsy.

Shi Yiguang, Xie Xiaoqi, and Gan Yuexin were very cooperative, and sang along: "I wish you a happy birthday, I wish you a happy birthday, I wish you a happy birthday." Even if Xiao Zhenyuan couldn't sing, he hummed a few words.

As Feng Chu's gesture fell, the happy birthday song ended, but the captain was expressionless, and he didn't bother to say a word of nonsense.

"Alright, alright, make a wish. Feng Chu leaned next to the captain: "Blow out the candles, and then make a wish sincerely, God, the Jade Emperor, and the Buddha will hear it, maybe it will come true for you." ”

The captain didn't want to celebrate this birthday at all, and he didn't bother to blow out the candles, so he pulled out the candles and threw them aside, as for making a wish or something, he didn't believe it, it was better to ask God than to ask for himself, he has always been such a person.

"There are so many people, can you give me some face. Feng Chu complained.

"Isn't it enough for me to come down?" the captain spoke for the first time.

Indeed, when he came down, he had already given Feng Chu enough face, and if he was another person, he was afraid that he would be kicked down directly from the third floor, how could he drag him down with a dead face?

"Okay, good, Master Yang is willing to give face, Lord Feng is grateful, okay!" Feng Chu pouted and moved the boiled casserole closer.

As soon as the lid was lifted, a large stream of hot air steamed, and the fragrance of duck meat came to his face, so fragrant that Shi Yiguang couldn't help but straighten his head, and Xie Xiaoqi was even more unbearable, kneeling on the chair, and the whole person was about to climb on the table.

How could the duck be so fragrant, how much flavor was added to this envelope, or it was added to it with big tobacco leaves or poppy fruits, and saliva could choke him to death.

Feng Chu first took a white porcelain bowl, sprinkled it with chopped green onions, fine salt, coriander and other seasonings, and then used a spoon to fish in it, fished out the essence of duck hearts and duck legs, placed them in a porcelain bowl, and then poured them with hot duck soup.

Color, flavor, and flavor.

"Oh, yours!" Feng Chu pushed the duck soup in front of the captain, turned his head again, picked out a part of each dish, and pushed it to the captain, and then said to Shi Yiguang: "The rest is yours." ”

Xie Xiaoqi wanted to grab it directly, but Shi Yiguang opened it with chopsticks, so he honestly took the chopsticks, but he still grabbed the food and grabbed it very well.

I have to say, it's so delicious, the best thing I've ever tasted, it's not just a simple taste, but a kind of enjoyment from the soul. How can Feng Dada's cooking be so delicious, if he can eat it every day, he will be willing to live a few years less.

Even the captain was chewing slowly.

Feng Chu next to him opened a bottle of five-digit ocean wine, poured a glass for the captain, poured another glass for himself, held the red wine, hugged his chest with one hand, and watched everyone eat the bowl and look at the pot, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Feng Chu quietly watched the dishes on the table being swept away, except for the captain, everyone else was still unsatisfied, so they could only lick their lips and look at the empty plates.

Shi Yiguang ate the least, Xie Xiaoqi, this guy is too good to eat, he can't eat enough if he doesn't grab it with her, even if he grabs it, he can only eat it with the little short hand Zhenyuan first, and he can only eat two chopsticks while Zhenyuan eats.

Shi Yiguang resisted the urge to hold the plate and lick it twice, and looked at the cake in front of the captain greedily, this is also made by Lord Feng, it must be very delicious, but it is a little small, I don't know how much it should be in their hands.

However, Feng Chu didn't have the idea of sharing the cake, but drank wine with the captain, cup after glass, bottle after bottle, until both of them were red-faced, drunk, and confused.

"Young Master Yang, what kind of birthday gift do you want? Feng Chu leaned on the chair and asked after burping.

The captain was really drunk, didn't hear, didn't answer.

"Smack. A strong slap slapped on the captain's head: "Hey, surnamed Yang, what birthday gift do you want, what do you want?"

The captain woke up a little at this time, and seemed to remember something again, sadness appeared in his eyes, and he whispered: "You can't give what I want." ”

"Who said I couldn't give it?" Feng Chu glared, stood up suddenly, straightened his chest, and looked at the world and said, "What can't I give Lord Feng?"

The captain whispered in a daze, as if he was whimpering, and as if he was laughing at himself: "I need the power to kill the gods, and I want the 'knife' that can send the gods to the guillotine." ”

Feng Chu burped, scratched his head, and said drunkly: "Kill the power of the gods? Isn't this the ability that comes with the first gift? ”

"A 'knife' that can send gods to the guillotine seems to be much, much simpler than the first two. After Feng Chu finished speaking in a daze, he fell asleep drunk.

Gan Yuexin, who was lying on the sofa, stared at Feng Chu secretly, and there were fluctuations in the depths of her eyes.