Guan Jianye is doing things, and Lin Yunyun is still relieved. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If it was really Yao Lixing, Guan Jianye would have a hundred ways to kill her.

When Lin Yunyun arrived home in the evening, Zhou Jin had not yet returned.

She's busy these days, and so is Zhou Jin.

This would be nested on the couch, I wanted to watch the news, and just lay down, my stomach gurgling.

Only then did I remember that I hadn't eaten lunch at noon, so Lin Yunyun went to the kitchen and rummaged through it, and the leftover soup was gone.

She looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator, thinking that she would often watch Zhou Jin make it, so she might as well try it herself.

When Zhou Jin came back, he smelled mushy before he entered the door.

As soon as he opened the door, the smell became stronger, and he subconsciously looked into the kitchen.

I saw a fat girl holding a spatula, hurriedly flipping around.

Lin Wanyun watched the rice in the pot keep sticking to the bottom of the pot, and she couldn't finish it, and she was also desperate.

Why did Zhou Jin make egg fried rice one by one, and make it a lump by himself?

Lin Wanyun is a natural lack of tendons in cooking, in the last life, in this life!

Lin Wanyun was still thinking about how to dispose of this lump, and the spatula in his hand was taken back.

After that, he was stopped and carried out.

"Are you going to burn the house?" After Zhou Jin got her out of the kitchen, he looked at the apron on her body, pouting, and couldn't laugh or cry.

"I cook ......" clearly did not work out.

Zhou Jin couldn't help pinching her nose, then untied her apron, and then said:

"I'll come later. ”

After that, Zhou Jin took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen, but in twenty minutes, he served a large plate of egg fried rice, and a small half pot of tomato egg drop soup.

Lin Wanyun looked at this plate of egg fried rice, just like seeing the Manchu Han banquet, her eyes glowed green!

Zhou Jin looked at her like this and asked, "Eat quickly." ”

After sitting down, Ba pulled the plate and started to move, and after waiting for Bala to take two bites, he thought that Zhou Jin had been busy for so long and hadn't eaten yet.

After pushing the plate out, he said, "Together." ”

Zhou Jin looked at her and thought of himself, sat down to eat with her.

A plate, you take a bite and I take a bite.

Many, many years later, when we look back on each other, that plate of egg fried rice is better than all the dishes in this life.

Full of wine and food, Lin Wanyun lay on the sofa satisfied, and chatted with Zhou Jin's legs. 、

Zhou Jin had a notebook on his right hand and operated the computer with one hand, Lin Yunyun didn't look at it at first, but then glanced at it and found that it was a stock market analysis chart again.

Lin Wanyun turned over, lay on Zhou Jin's lap and watched, and asked him:

"Zhou Jin, why are you interested in stock trading?"

"Hmm. Zhou Jin snorted, his attention was on the computer, as if he hadn't heard Lin Wanyun's words.

Lin Wanyun looked at his attentive appearance, pursed her lips, and then continued to lie down, watching the TV and ignoring him.

After a while, Zhou Jin finished dealing with the matter at hand and found that the fat girl didn't speak for a while.

Looking down, the fat girl fell asleep with the remote control in her hand.

Zhou Jin reached out and touched her face, her skin was fair and smooth, her face was ruddy, but the dark circles under her eyes were powerful.

Zhou Jin thought that he was tossing a lot during this time, but the fat girl was too fascinated, and he thought about not moving her every night, but when he was waiting to hold her, he always couldn't help touching it, and he couldn't help touching it after touching it......