Chapter 29: Love
Song Rong didn't use all his strength when he taught them before, but he couldn't see it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info But now that he's serious, the feeling is intense. His moves are different from his Sven face, and they are very rough. Song Rong swept his legs and rolled up all the fallen leaves and flowers on the ground, and the white clothes were fluttering all over the sky.
Jiang Qu raised his eyebrows at Changsheng with a smile and said, "This trick is good, go back and play a trick on Kunlun Mountain, and make sure that more senior sisters will be fascinated by me." He just said that he would use other martial arts in Kunlun, and he was afraid that the master would come to him for a long talk.
Lan Er stepped on the stove and stretched out her head and shouted, "Gu Changsheng, cook." He held his chin in both hands, and the dog's tail behind his buttocks was exposed, hanging on the ground, and he drew childish circles.
This stove is facing the window, Changsheng remembered what Song Rong said to her, and felt that she should learn some more, junior and younger brothers, they are making rapid progress, if she doesn't want to make progress, she can only be left behind by them, she doesn't want to drag them back. So she watched while stir-frying, and how much she could learn.
Lan Er reached out and grabbed a piece of taro to eat secretly, but seeing that Changsheng didn't notice it at all, he even ate it unscrupulously, and took away a whole plate of dishes. He snickered, planning to go to the corner and wash the dishes after eating, and when Changsheng found that the food was gone, he said he didn't know.
It's just that he was happy and sad, biting his teeth and hurting, "I want to eat hibiscus eggs, you make hibiscus eggs for me." He covered his left cheek and ran out as he spoke.
Changsheng beat an egg, added water, stirred well, added salt and steamed it in a pot, she finished the meal and put it on the table before calling them to eat, Lan'er sat on his exclusive bench, changed his gobbling, and ate one bite at a time.
Song Rong asked, "What's wrong with the mouth?" ā
Lan Er shook her head weakly, "It's nothing." ā
Song Rong put down the dishes and chopsticks, originally to check Lan'er's mouth, "Open your mouth." Lan Er refused, so he wanted to break it open, but when he saw Bai Luan swaggering in, they had just quarreled, Song Rong didn't expect her to come again so soon, "I said I was not in the mood to play chess today." ā
"I'm not looking for you to play chess." Bai Luan sat down, looked at the dishes on the table, stretched out his index finger and dipped a little vegetable juice to suck Yun, "I have also eaten the dishes made by Lan'er, this is not what he did, even the difficult Doctor Song has moved his chopsticks, his cooking skills are good, who made it, I will be rewarded." ā
Changsheng didn't dare to respond, and Song Rong asked, "What's the matter?" ā
"You know, I've got a guest here, and if you don't like to eat raw food, you have to eat it cooked. It turns out that the leopard spirit that cooks is something I raised since I was a child. Like Lan'er, it was used to fire when it came out of its mother's womb, so it dared to get close to the fire. But I don't know who killed it and stewed it into soup, and my guest had nothing to eat, so I had to borrow a cook from you. ā
Lan Er was afraid that Bai Luan would ask him by name, so she jumped off the chair and hid behind Song Rong.
Song Rong calmly continued to eat and refused, "I don't have the chef you want here, if you want a cook, go to the restaurant in the world to find it." ā
"I don't want to eat people, I just want to ask him to cook a meal, and when I'm done, I'll naturally put it back. I have a lot of harvest this time, and I can give it to these two girls. ā
She mistook Jiang Qu for a woman, thinking that she had seen the ugliness of mortals, and wanted to lure her with gold and silver treasures when people died for money.
Song Rong said, "I don't have the person you want here, you can look elsewhere." ā
Bai Luan slapped the table and scolded with his name and surname, "Song Rong, I have been in love with you for a long time, and I didn't do anything to you when you rejected me three or four times, but how can you not even give me this face." ā
Song Rong turned a deaf ear, just stretched out his chopsticks to hold the cured taro cake, and Changsheng did it all the time to his liking, but Song Rong really couldn't get tired of eating, and he always ate the most of this dish.
Jiang Koji sandwiched a lot of vegetables into the bowl, and also helped Changsheng sandwich a lot until the rice noodles were covered with vegetables. Changsheng looked at the hill piled up on the rice bowl and felt strange, and saw that there was a plate of bean sprouts that no one had clipped, so in order to avoid waste, she wanted to clip a chopstick.
Bai Luan slapped the table again, and then the table cracked and collapsed in the middle. Her chopsticks were still in the air, but fortunately the bowl was held and not dropped.
"I'm a human, you're a demon, it's impossible for us." Song Rong said.
Changsheng stuffed a mouthful of rice into his mouth, chewed twice and muttered to himself, "Why is this so familiar." ā
Jiang Qu whispered in her ear, "When I teased Gua Liao and let him be with Lu'er, this is how Gu Liao replied." It can be seen that although Song Rong is profound, this love thing is similar to that of a little hairy child.
"You're really that ruthless." These words are like squeezing out of between your teeth.
Song Rong said, "If you feel uncomfortable, I can move out." ā
Bai Luan flicked his sleeves, and Sima Luming pulled Changsheng to avoid it. Several saucers on the ground flew past their ears and smashed against the wall behind them, Changsheng stared at the broken saucer on the ground again, her mouth was a little closed, and she held her jaw with her hand.
Bai Luan left angrily, and Jiang Qu said with feelings, "This world is really the most difficult problem to solve." ā
Song Rong glared at him and kept glaring. Sima Luming and Jiang Qu knew that silence was golden, but Changsheng thought that he couldn't stare at the world like this, and someone had to speak first.
"Master said......"
Song Rong threw his chopsticks and erupted, "Don't talk to me again!" He was tired of listening.
Changsheng shrunk his neck, thought for a while, and then said, "My father-in-law said that there is a chance that life will not be satisfactory. ā
Song Rong smashed the bowl and got up to leave.
Jiang Qu said, "Let's eat, otherwise it won't taste good if it's cold." ā
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Sima Luming and Jiang Qu made a move, and Changsheng grabbed the flute and used it as a sword to learn from behind, and when he practiced one of the moves, he turned around and stabbed backwards to kill the enemy.
Sima Luming came over to help her, Changsheng smirked, and patted the ashes on his body, "I'm fine." ā
Jiang Qu pulled her left hand, "I also said that it was okay, it was all bleeding." ā
"I'll just go bandage it, and you can continue to practice."
She had to go back to the room to find a clean cloth to wrap her hands, and it was very troublesome to get hurt, so she had to be careful not to get wet when washing rice and vegetables. The leaves of the orchid that were bent over the waist had already withered and yellowed, Changsheng thought that it would not really be able to save it, she held it with her hand, and there were blood stains on the stem, she tore off a piece of it from her sleeve and straightened it up.
She said a few words of encouragement to this pot of orchids, all things have spirits, it should be able to understand, "You must not die, I don't want to be a murderer." As long as you don't die, I'll ......" She only has food in her hands, but she can't eat it, "I'll play the flute for you." ā