The hall, with crystal chandeliers hanging on the top, marble tiles on the bottom, and all the furniture, is all expensive high-grade mahogany, luxurious and high-profile.

Calm, calm!

Not to mention the principal himself, Jin Ye alone is a D-level 2nd stage master, he went to the wild, abused E-level Warcraft like a chicken, a dog, there was a mistake, he didn't let it go, and the E-level Warcraft made millions of moves, and it was too easy for people to make money.

There is no need to be envious, it is useless to be envious, one sequence warrior is produced among thousands of people, and only one D-level can be produced by more than 500 sequence warriors, which is the only one among 500,000 people.

Rich, normal, very normal!

Chubby muttered secretly, twitching his nose fiercely.

There is a strong aroma of meat in the air, including star anise, bay leaves, tangerine peel, soy sauce and ...... What does it taste like chili?

Your sister, co-authored the sky-high D-class Warcraft Mangshan Deer as vegetable market pork, and ate it marinated!

Shouldn't it be for fear of energy loss, eating half of your life, and finally drinking even the water that has been soaked?

The fat man followed the taste, entered the kitchen, looked at a large pot full of bright red meat pieces, and offered it directly to his knees.

That's a super-sized pressure cooker, look at the capacity, let alone fifty or sixty pounds.

, there are really star anise, fragrance, chili peppers and other condiments in the pot.

A kilogram of D-grade Warcraft meat with a base of more than 30,000 is really used as cheap pork by it.

Do you want to thunder like this?

Bah, bah, pigs are so cute, why do you always use it on your back.

It's really too extravagant, though.

The fat man was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, stupid at the kitchen door.

In the kitchen, Jin Ziyan was wearing a crop top and shorts, revealing her wheat-colored tight thighs and curvy ......

Grunt!

The fat man secretly swallowed saliva, it has nothing to do with Fengyue, it is a man who will grunt and react normally.

At this moment, Jin Ziyan was poking the meat with chopsticks, poking in the east and poking in the west, testing the maturity of the thick pieces of meat.

The chopsticks easily entered the meat for a few minutes, she nodded with satisfaction, and beckoned: "You came just in time, help bring it to the table." ”

After speaking, Jin Ye twisted his waist and walked outside the restaurant, under the small tights, the chest was ......

Rub, don't look at indecency!

The fat man's nostrils were hot and there were signs of bleeding, so he quickly lowered his head and walked in, obediently serving the pressure cooker.

The E-level serial serial soldier has a strength of more than 1,000 catties, dozens of catties of meat, even the soup with the pot, held in front of the chest, as light as nothing.

Jin Ziyan twisted his S-shaped waist in front and walked around with his hips, full of charm, and the fat man followed behind, with low eyebrows, he couldn't help it, and secretly glanced at it and looked at it again.

"Isn't it pretty?"

Jin Ziyan had eyes behind his back, and he caught his embarrassed gaze sideways, and his face seemed to be smiling.

"Uh...... It's old, the fire phoenix in the yard looks strange, whose is it?" the fat man hurriedly diverted the topic.

"Strange familiarity, ha, sisters, you have a fake fan here. Jin Ziyan turned his head and shouted at the bathroom not far away.

The solid wood door of the bathroom opened with a babble, and a peerless beauty wearing white trousers and a small red chest came out.

Yan ...... Miss Yan?"

The fat man was stunned on the spot, and finally remembered the owner of the fire phoenix in the courtyard.

The peerless beauty in front of her is the pretty widow of the Yanguan Demon Capital, the eldest lady of the Yan family - Yan Bingqing.

The key is that they are red and white with each other, looking like a couple.

Is it embarrassing?

"Huh, Mr. Tu?"

Yan Bingqing's jade face was slightly red, and she gently raised her hand to cover her chest, her small chest was a little short, not only exposing her navel, but also revealing most of her snow-white breasts.

After greeting her, she complained to Jin Ziyan: "You have guests, and you don't greet them in advance, it's true." ”

"Oh, you still know each other?" Jin Ziyan looked at the two of them back and forth, looking surprised.

"Last night in Ruimei Building, I had a relationship with Mr. Tu. ”

Yan Bingqing explained and said with a smile: "Ziyan, we are best friends, we have nothing to talk about, you have a big coffee like Mr. Tu under you, and you still hide it from me until now." ”

"This kid is very stubborn, I just learned from someone else's mouth last night, no, today I immediately took the opportunity to call and hug my thigh. Jin Ziyan smiled bitterly.

"Mr. Tu, what a master. ”

Yan Bingqing said, and put down her right hand to cover her chest generously, and then smiled lightly, and walked to the table gracefully.

She is really white, so white that she is shiny, standing side by side with Jin Ziyan with wheat-colored skin, it is simply two extremes.

Jin Ziyan saw that the signs were wrong, and immediately stretched out his hand to push her, and said dissatisfiedly: "You old woman, such a topless and navel-baring navel, what kind of body do you become, go and put on your coat." ”

"They are all 30 years old, how can I become an old woman?"

"Those who have been married are collectively referred to as old women. ”

"What you said makes sense. However, even if it is an old woman, it is better than some old leftover women who want to get married, but have been masturbating themselves all the time. ”

"You...... Butcher money, what about you?"

Jin Ziyan was smoky and wanted to find the fat man, but found that the fat man was quietly running into the kitchen and taking the tableware.

Sure enough, she is a good girlfriend of the century.

It's a good job.,Even masturbating yourself came out.。

The fat man can be regarded as having learned what it means to gather like things.

There are certain words, called confidential, that they will be silenced when they hear them.

The fat man is not stupid, in order to avoid being burned, he can only silently offer his knees to a pair of immortals, and then slip away.

It's just that the fat man is obviously too naïve.

"Tu Qian, you take the tableware, immediately, immediately, give it to me. Jin Ziyan shouted frantically.

"Come on, come on. ”

The fat man hurriedly took the plates, knives, and chopsticks, ran into the restaurant, bowed his head and said, "Senior, what do you command?"

"Give you a chance to change what you call me. Jin Ziyan's face was grim, and a terrifying cold light radiated from his eyes.

"This frame, one didn't answer well, and it is estimated that it will go out horizontally. ”

The fat man shuddered and stammered, "Jin ...... Sister?"

"Think again!"

"Sister Ziyan?"

"Where's your household register?"

"In ...... What do you want to do at home?"

"Take it, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau, and register the marriage. ”

"Ah...... That, Sister Ziyan, I'm not yet 22 years old, so I won't let it go. ”

The fat man's face was full of bitter melons, and he begged to be let go.

"Dead thing, are you really stupid or fake, you can't act?" Jin Ziyan couldn't get off the stage, and secretly glanced at Yan Bingqing from the corner of his eye.

The latter, afraid of any further irritation, would go completely violent, shrug her shoulders, and then go to the table, pick up a thick piece of venison with a knife and fork, and sit down, with a knife in her right hand and a fork in her left, and eat it with elegant slices.

Jin Ziyan held the chopsticks, tied up a piece heavily, and bit hard, and the thick sauce was all over his lips.

It's so fragrant, especially the pieces of meat are skinny, and the skin is a finger thick, which is a favorite of carnivores.

The fat man swallowed his saliva wildly, but the master didn't greet him, so he could only sit dry.

"Eat, look at your little pitiful appearance, and I didn't let you eat. Jin Ziyan's breath was still unsubsidy, and his voice was rough.

The fat man picked a piece with skin and carefully served it on a plate.

The meat is stained with thick soup, and the belt meat is cut off and put into the throat.

Soft but not rotten, salty and sweet, the more you chew, the more fragrant it is.

The taste is absolutely amazing!

The fat man was so intoxicated that he couldn't do it, and his eyes narrowed happily.

This expression was extremely infectious, Jin Ziyan's remaining breath disappeared, and he said softly: "I have investigated, from your childhood to adulthood, you only have three records of purchasing F-level low-level Warcraft products between the ages of 18 and 19. If it's delicious, you can eat more. ”

"Uh-huh, thank you, Sister Ziyan. The fat man thanked him heartily.

Every fat man, in his bones, is a foodie, the devil does not have the meat of the monster, and the increase does not increase the cultivation of another person, just this taste conquers the fat man.