Chapter 110: Thick Oil Red Sauce Lin Yun'er

"There are three bears, they are one family,

Papa Bear, Mama Bear, Bear Doll

Papa Bear, he's fat

Mama Bear, I'm in great shape

Bear doll, he's so beautiful."

Lin Xiufeng lay on the bed with his hands stretched out, listening to the nursery rhyme that Lin Yun'er was humming quietly, and turned his face to the other side helplessly to express his dissatisfaction. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Things had to start half an hour ago, when Lin Yun'er saw Lin Xiufeng's little pain, so she casually offered to help him tickle, and Lin Xiufeng also agreed calmly.

But when Lin Yun'er put on protective clothing and walked into the quarantine area, Lin Xiufeng saw the embarrassment in capital letters on her face. Although the two are usually used to playing, this is the first time that such a separate "zero distance" contact.

"I guess the nail polish hasn't been removed, what if it makes my allergies worse. Lin Xiufeng looked at Lin Yun'er's clean and slender little hand, and said with disgust waving his big hand.

"Hey, one ancient. Hearing this, Lin Yun'er stretched out her right hand, shook five fingers like green onions, and clenched them back in turn from the little fingers, forming a fist, and shook it towards Lin Xiufeng like a demonstration: "You just let me come in and kill people." "But there is no longer the embarrassment at the beginning.

Lin Xiufeng naturally shouted for the heroine to spare her life, while stretching out her hands and lying on the only bed in the quarantine area. Lin Yun'er sat on the edge of the bed, first patted him funny, and then asked about the location through the cotton T-shirt.

"Left, a little more left. Go down, yes, this is it. Lin Xiufeng felt that Lin Yun'er's cold fingers were moving slowly behind his back, and he said idly while commanding Lin Yun'er: "Woman, there is another question, you can ask." ”

Lin Yun'er thought for a while and asked him, "Today is the third day, and OPPA says that you can eat normally from tomorrow." What would you most like to eat?"

"I feel like this question is very similar to a junior high school essay. Lin Xiufeng didn't answer directly, but said in a ghostly manner: "At that time, when we wrote essays, we basically made up all kinds of lies, but I have always been serious about eating. ”

"Braised pork is the kind of thick red sauce, which is served in a bowl and is spiked, and the meat is so glutinous that when the bowl moves, the meat will tremble twice. Lin Xiufeng looked like he was about to salivate when he talked about it: "The problem of eating is actually not that complicated. After you've been hungry for three days, all you've got in your head is delicious. ”

"Ah, so fat and just thinking about eating meat. Lin Xiufeng's intoxicated appearance made Lin Yuner slap him again with some amusement, but this time she unexpectedly found that in fact, his body was far stronger than he imagined, but that face was too deceptive.

"It's not meat, it's feelings. Lin Xiufeng's fat face began to be slightly intoxicated and said:

"I know a chef who only has a Michelin star, but what he cooks is what I feel the most. Then I asked him, you must be very happy as a wife, you can stop cooking at home. The chef was more surprised than I was, and asked me, "Why?" ”

Lin Yun'er originally looked at this fat man's intoxicated appearance, and wanted to "retaliate" against him fiercely. But when I heard the story, I was also intrigued, and the movements of my hands slowed down, and I listened to this plate and began to tell the following.

"Don't stop. At that time, I asked him if your wife was a chef who was better than you. Then he told me that what he cooks in a restaurant is a kind of food, an art, but not rice. Enjoying food is an aesthetic, but food is emotional. Lin Xiufeng paused for a moment when he said this, then smiled and said:

"When I heard what he said, it made sense. It's like this situation where I've been hungry for three days, I can't remember a single dish he cooked, and my mind is full of braised pork. So the question of eating has never been complicated. Imagine yourself being starved for three days like me, and then you will know what you want to eat the most. ”

Lin Yun'er looked at Lin Xiufeng, who was originally a little weak, and when she talked about this topic, the spirit of the whole person became different. Somewhat amusedly, he patted him on the back again, interrupted him, and said:

"However, if you haven't eaten for three days, you can't eat braised pork. You can only drink some clear porridge. Then he looked at Lin Xiufeng, who quickly became depressed, and laughed.

Lin Xiufeng was burying his head in the pillow in frustration, but suddenly felt that his back was a little hot, as if he had been dripped into a few drops of clear spring. Lin Xiufeng couldn't help but grin and "hiss".

"Hey, it's so hot. Lin Yun'er, who put her hand in Lin Xiufeng's T-shirt, shouted, and then didn't ask Lin Xiufeng's opinion, and directly opened Lin Xiufeng's T-shirt. The dense red on her back startled her.

"It's scary to look at, wait for me to wake up. Just apply the ointment. Lin Xiufeng scratched his head a little embarrassed. Lin Yun'er put her hand on his forehead.

"It's a low-grade fever. Lin Xiufeng didn't stop it, but explained: "If it's serious, this device attached to my body will directly alert the doctor." ”

Lin Yun'er patted his forehead a little angrily, then looked at the time and said, "OPPA, let's apply some ointment, what if it becomes a high fever tomorrow, there are still three hours before the time you said..."

"It's okay to apply ointment, but I want you to sing to me. After Lin Xiufeng interrupted Lin Yun'er's words, he buried his face in the pillow completely, he must have burned out his brain, or he was sick and weak, how could he say such a weak chicken, how could he....

Lin Yun'er was stunned for a moment, but looking at Lin Xiufeng's appearance, she still agreed angrily and funny.

As a result, Lin Xiufeng, who originally wanted to order a song "If", was asked by Lin Yun'er "Do you want to listen to the singing when Xiaoxian trainees are selected?" "I was fooled, and I heard another nursery rhyme from one nursery rhyme.

Feeling the back, the little hands that have been cold are smeared behind the back, and the trajectory of the fingers looks so childish. Listening to Lin Yun'er's softly humming nursery rhymes, Lin Xiufeng felt that his body was becoming more and more relaxed. Slowly fell asleep in the midst of the singing, and in his dream, he saw the bowl of thick red sauce and bubbling braised pork......