Chapter 73: Blood Memories (2)
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She yawned lazily and dizzily with the gap in one eye open, feeling that she should be sticky with her shameless lover for a while.
A white shadow slowly walked through the gap, accompanied by a fragrant smell of meat - fine pork belly, fine braised pork!
I wish Youwei to open her eyes suddenly, sit up with a bang, her head is not dizzy, she is not dizzy, and she is refreshed.
The moving plate of braised pork not far away has a smooth color, a Q-bomb taste, a thick soup, and a mellow taste.
She swallowed her saliva and said, "It's good, it's very good, it's a pity that you can't get it in your mouth."
As a qualified foodie, as a rice worm person who has pursued eating, drinking, sleeping and sleeping all his life, if he doesn't get up at this time, then when will he get up?
She got up from the ground - why the ground?
For such an unimportant question, she thought for a second and said that it was definitely not a thing.
She ran towards the braised pork - why is the braised pork moving on its own?
For this more important question, she looked at a certain man in white who took braised pork as a hostage, and was indignant: "This meat looks delicious." "The eyes are wide open, the head is tilted to the side, and the forty-five degrees are cute—the so-called killing trick is said to be crazy for both men and women, young and old.
The man in white ruthlessly ignored Zhu Youwei's painstaking performance, and said coldly: "You're in the way, get out of the way!" ”
Zhu Youwei said that this person is simply lacking love, but when her eyes came into contact with the plate of "braised pork beauty" again, she suddenly felt that this person lacked love and it was nothing, she had love, and she could warm him with abundant love.
The man in white walked steadily in front with braised pork.
Zhu Youwei followed behind, staring at the "beauty" with her passionate eyes, trying to convey her sincere love to the innocent but all-tempting "beauty".
However, it was not until the "beauty" was placed on the dining table
She yawned lazily and dizzily with the gap in one eye open, feeling that she should be sticky with her shameless lover for a while.
A white shadow slowly walked through the gap, accompanied by a fragrant smell of meat - fine pork belly, fine braised pork!
I wish Youwei to open her eyes suddenly, sit up with a bang, her head is not dizzy, she is not dizzy, and she is refreshed.
The moving plate of braised pork not far away has a smooth color, a Q-bomb taste, a thick soup, and a mellow taste.
She swallowed her saliva and said, "It's good, it's very good, it's a pity that you can't get it in your mouth."
As a qualified foodie, as a rice worm person who has pursued eating, drinking, sleeping and sleeping all his life, if he doesn't get up at this time, then when will he get up?
She got up from the ground - why the ground?
For such an unimportant question, she thought for a second and said that it was definitely not a thing.
She ran towards the braised pork - why is the braised pork moving on its own?
For this more important question, she looked at a certain man in white who took braised pork as a hostage, and was indignant: "This meat looks delicious." "The eyes are wide open, the head is tilted to the side, and the forty-five degrees are cute—the so-called killing trick is said to be crazy for both men and women, young and old.
The man in white ruthlessly ignored Zhu Youwei's painstaking performance, and said coldly: "You're in the way, get out of the way!" ”
Zhu Youwei said that this person is simply lacking love, but when her eyes came into contact with the plate of "braised pork beauty" again, she suddenly felt that this person lacked love and it was nothing, she had love, and she could warm him with abundant love.
The man in white walked steadily in front with braised pork.
Zhu Youwei followed behind, staring at the "beauty" with her passionate eyes, trying to convey her sincere love to the innocent but all-tempting "beauty".
However, it was not until the "beauty" was placed on the dining table
She yawned lazily and dizzily with the gap in one eye open, feeling that she should be sticky with her shameless lover for a while.
A white shadow slowly walked through the gap, accompanied by a fragrant smell of meat - fine pork belly, fine braised pork!
I wish Youwei to open her eyes suddenly, sit up with a bang, her head is not dizzy, she is not dizzy, and she is refreshed.
The moving plate of braised pork not far away has a smooth color, a Q-bomb taste, a thick soup, and a mellow taste.
She swallowed her saliva and said, "It's good, it's very good, it's a pity that you can't get it in your mouth."
As a qualified foodie, as a rice worm person who has pursued eating, drinking, sleeping and sleeping all his life, if he doesn't get up at this time, then when will he get up?
She got up from the ground - why the ground?
For such an unimportant question, she thought for a second and said that it was definitely not a thing.
She ran towards the braised pork - why is the braised pork moving on its own?
For this more important question, she looked at a certain man in white who took braised pork as a hostage, and was indignant: "This meat looks delicious." "The eyes are wide open, the head is tilted to the side, and the forty-five degrees are cute—the so-called killing trick is said to be crazy for both men and women, young and old.
The man in white ruthlessly ignored Zhu Youwei's painstaking performance, and said coldly: "You're in the way, get out of the way!" ”
Zhu Youwei said that this person is simply lacking love, but when her eyes came into contact with the plate of "braised pork beauty" again, she suddenly felt that this person lacked love and it was nothing, she had love, and she could warm him with abundant love.
The man in white walked steadily in front with braised pork.
Zhu Youwei followed behind, staring at the "beauty" with her passionate eyes, trying to convey her sincere love to the innocent but all-tempting "beauty".
However, it was not until the "beauty" was placed on the dining table
She yawned lazily and dizzily with the gap in one eye open, feeling that she should be sticky with her shameless lover for a while.
A white shadow slowly walked through the gap, accompanied by a fragrant smell of meat - fine pork belly, fine braised pork!
I wish Youwei to open her eyes suddenly, sit up with a bang, her head is not dizzy, she is not dizzy, and she is refreshed.
The moving plate of braised pork not far away has a smooth color, a Q-bomb taste, a thick soup, and a mellow taste.
She swallowed her saliva and said, "It's good, it's very good, it's a pity that you can't get it in your mouth."
As a qualified foodie, as a rice worm person who has pursued eating, drinking, sleeping and sleeping all his life, if he doesn't get up at this time, then when will he get up? (To be continued.) )