Lin Ziqing knocked on the door of Ling Feng's house, but there was no response for several minutes. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"It's not going out. When Lin Ziqing lowered her head and pondered, the door opened silently, and Ling Feng, who had just taken a bath, was busy wiping his hair with one hand, and the water droplets on his hair flowed down his neck, passing through his chest and sinking into the dark blue bath towel around his waist.

Honey-colored skin, strong upper body shows silk lines and looming muscles because of the tension of the body. Different from the exaggerated muscles of the muscular man, the muscles on Ling Fengning's body are thin and even, not exaggerated but still have the beauty of strength.

The fine and wet hair lost the indifferent style when he was at the base, and it was messy on his head, with a hint of casualness and recklessness, and the uninhibited handsomeness was instantly raised to the highest.

"You ......" Lin Ziqing felt that her mouth was a little dry.

"Come on in. Ling Feng pulled Lin Ziqing to the living room with one hand, "You sit down for a while, and I'll go get dressed." Ling Feng's voice was magnetic, low and good-sounding. It's obviously just a few simple people, but her heart is pounding when she listens.

Lin Ziqing has done a lot of interior decoration, and the layout here is actually similar to the house rented by Ling Feng near Yan'an Middle School before.

She put the noodles she had brought on the table, took out two large bowls from the kitchen, washed them, and then took them out and poured them in.

There was a small thermos bottle on the dining table, Lin Ziqing took it with her hand, there was water, poured out a cup and put it on the table to cool.

Ling Feng, who was in a good mood, changed into a pair of pajamas, and there was actually a cartoon red panda on the pajamas, and his perennial indifferent eyes were dyed with a little warmth when he looked at Lin Ziqing.

Lin Ziqing coughed twice and forced herself to look away. She reached for the boiled water on the table that was already at the right temperature and took a sip.

"Sit down and eat, the noodles are going to be mushy!"

"Okay!" After Ling Feng sat down, he was about to pick up his chopsticks to eat noodles, when suddenly he took a sip of the glass of water that Lin Ziqing had drunk, "I'm a little thirsty."

“…… That's what I drank and there was boiling water in the kettle. Lin Ziqing paused.

"The water in the kettle is hot, and I don't dislike you. ”

Lin Ziqing was too lazy to quarrel with him, so she simply concentrated on eating noodles, and when she was about to finish eating, she unintentionally looked up and saw Ling Feng's lips on the opposite side were oily and smooth, ruddy and moving, and found that when Lin Ziqing was looking at him, he opened his dark and bright eyes, and looked puzzled.

I don't know how, looking at him in cartoon pajamas, Lin Ziqing couldn't help but reach out and pinch him twice on the cheek. Wow, too cute bird!

After the supper was finished, when Lin Ziqing said that she wanted to go back to 305 opposite her, Ling Feng asked her with a smile: "Are you sure you can sleep today, you are not afraid of being flooded with dust!"

"It should be possible!" Lin Ziqing was a little unsure.

"Don't go back, I have two rooms here, and my aunt who cleans here will come over to clean them once every three days, and they are quite clean. You'll be staying next door for the night. Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to you?"

"That's not good, I'd better go back to myself and have a look!" Lin Ziqing insisted on going back to 305, not because she was not worried about Ling Feng's character, but because she couldn't accept it in her heart.

"Then I'll accompany you to have a look, if you can't stay, how about you come back?"

"Let's go and see it first!" Lin Ziqing put on her shoes, took out the key to her house, and then opened the door and headed for 305.

I only come to clean it once a month, and sure enough, there is a lot of dust in my house, especially on the floor.

Ling Feng was about to open his mouth to ask Lin Ziqing to go back with him306 when Lin Ziqing's mobile phone rang.

"Hey, Daddy, I've already arrived at my classmates, I've already started sleeping, good night. Lin Ziqing answered the phone while putting her index finger on the tip of her nose to signal Ling Feng not to make a sound.

It seems that he can only go to Ling Feng's house for one night.

She got up at only 5 o'clock in the morning, Lin Ziqing packed up her things, after washing, looking at the time, Lin Ziqing went downstairs to the small garden in the community, and began to practice her Tai Chi, which was practiced until 6 o'clock.

Then she went to the vegetable market, bought a little bit of ingredients and came back, ready to make some preserved egg and lean porridge.

When she came back from buying vegetables, Ling Feng had already gotten up and opened the door for her.

Lin Ziqing walked into the kitchen, cut the good preserved eggs into small pieces, cut the marinated pork she bought into pieces, and put them in turn in the porridge that was almost cooked. The aroma of preserved eggs and pork bubbles up at the same time, mixed with the sweet aroma of rice porridge, which is unique to rice porridge, fills the air.

In addition to preserved egg and lean pork porridge, Lin Ziqing also made slippery chicken porridge, and fried three short fritters to accompany the meal.

"It's very fragrant. After Ling Feng finished washing, the fragrance of the rice and the freshness of the meat made him hungry, and he couldn't wait to sit down.

The porridge with preserved eggs and lean pork is very beautiful, and the edges of the preserved eggs have tended to melt because they are stewed in the porridge, and the crystal dark green particles sink up and down with the flipping of the spoon. The lean pork is still pink and attractive, occasionally mixed with some fine ginger shreds and tender green onions, which makes this bowl of porridge look like a painting.

He couldn't wait to blow a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, and sure enough, it was just as he imagined. It was thick and smooth, and a delicious taste spread quickly in his mouth, completely conquering his stomach.

Ling Feng glanced at the fritters on the table, picked up a small bite and took a bite, crispy and flexible, the golden fritters had a unique flavor whether they were eaten by biting or soaking in porridge. Ling Feng couldn't help but secretly admire, Ziqing was really skilled, if she lived with her, she would definitely have to double her training every day.

If you want to talk about this porridge, it is a food that the Chinese people can't live without. For 5,000 years, this porridge has a long history. The varieties and effects and meanings of porridge are also different, and there are many things to be studied in it.

The porridge is delicious and easy to absorb, Lin Ziqing pondered, the master gave himself a medicinal diet recipe, which also has a lot of nourishing porridge recipes, if it is passed on to his father, he will open a porridge restaurant, I don't know if it is feasible.

Thinking that it should be possible, she decided to find a time to talk to her father.

She put down her chopsticks and asked Ling Feng, "You have been in Rongcheng for a long time, do you know where there is a porridge restaurant, do you do it better?" ”

Ling Feng frowned and thought for a while, and said, "Porridge Pavilion?"

"Hmm!" Lin Ziqing nodded, although the people in Rongcheng eat a lot of soup for breakfast, but eating porridge for breakfast is also a big habit of Fujian people, and there should be many restaurants that make porridge.

However, there may not be many restaurants that are full of color, flavor, and taste, elegant environment, attentive service, and can always maintain a standard, and can be called first-class restaurants.

Ling Feng said: "Coincidentally, I happened to go to a famous Cantonese porridge restaurant with my friends, and it tasted okay at Dongjiekou, there are many varieties of porridge, most of which are seafood porridge." ”

Lin Ziqing thought for a moment and nodded happily: "Okay, I'll go get a taste when I have time." ”

"Do you want me to take it? I happen to be free today!"

"No need, I'm going to the martial arts hall after breakfast, and I'm going to go to the Sunshine Restaurant in the Seventh Middle School at noon, and then have an appointment with Luo Luo!"

"That's it, then I'll send you to the martial arts hall later!" Hearing that Lin Ziqing couldn't accompany him for a day, he was a little depressed, and the delicious breakfast was tasteless.

"Good!" (To be continued.) )