At the same time, Zhang Yun subconsciously glanced at his fingers, uh, and suddenly Zhang Yun didn't know what to say, Malegobi, for Mao to return from the peak of blue to pink Ah, Wu Xuemei's favorability towards him fluctuated too drastically.

In other words, even if Wu Xuemei forcibly pushed him back now, in the end, this task will not be considered a success, and if the condition of 100% of the favorability value is not met, it is equivalent to pushing in vain.

Originally, Zhang Yun was still thinking about whether he could endure being pushed by Wu Xuemei, and he could be regarded as completing a reverse projection goal, so that Wu Xuemei would not trouble him again, and he would have one less headache.

However, at present, this kind of cheating situation forced Zhang Yun to resist, no matter what, Zhang Yun could not be forced to be pushed back by Wu Xuemei at this time, then he was white* by Wu Xuemei as standard, Zhang Yun was determined to use another method to submit Wu Xuemei.

In just an instant, a majestic force erupted from Zhang Yun's body, and Zhang Yun turned over and forcibly pressed Wu Xuemei under him on the spot.

Seeing Wu Xuemei's flushed and stunned face, Zhang Yun didn't speak, and directly slammed her mouth, sealing Wu Xuemei's sweet lips, not letting Wu Xuemei have any chance to speak, and desperately used her ventriloquist to confuse Wu Xuemei.

For a while, Wu Xuemei, who was caught off guard, was kissed by Zhang Yun so strongly, her heart was about to be crisp, where could she care about anything else, seeing Zhang Yun's charming and moving face clinging to her pretty face, Wu Xuemei thought that Zhang Yun had willingly succumbed to her.

And immediately after, Zhang Yun was stunned to press Wu Xuemei's two wrists on the top of his head with one hand, but the next thing is the main event, Zhang Yun wants to use this trick to completely subdue Wu Xuemei, so as to relieve this big crisis.

At this moment, Zhang Yun couldn't help but glance at Song Chuhui, who was lying on the side and fell asleep, his heart seemed to be twisted into a twisted flower, his girlfriend was by his side, but he did such a thing with another woman, Zhang Yun only felt that he had become a beast.

But he had no other way, in order to protect Song Chuhui, and in order to completely break the chain of grievances between him and Wu Xuemei, Zhang Yun had no choice but to go down.

The next moment, Zhang Yun put his other hand on one of Wu Xuemei's "Midsummer Fruits", Zhang Yun naturally wore Wu Xuemei's chiffon dress, poked up from the hem, and formed five fingers into claws, completely grasping this "Midsummer Fruit" that exudes a strong fragrance and pleasant atmosphere.

Zhang Yun's action suddenly shocked Wu Xuemei, and she hurriedly turned her head to avoid Zhang Yun's soft lips, and just wanted to open her mouth to stop Zhang Yun's rudeness, but unfortunately, it was too late.

I saw that in front of a snow-white board, there was a young man with red lips and white teeth, and the young man's hands were kneading a piece of snow-white soft dough, but, unlike ordinary people, the young man was not moving with both hands, but only kneading with a slender jade hand.

This is also the practice that the young man has only recently started, although the young man looks young, but he is already a master in the culinary world, and the dishes he makes are extremely popular all over the world, and I don't know how many princes and nobles are envious.

However, the boy was not satisfied with his immediate achievements, and he was determined to go further, so he came up with such an alternative method of cultivation, and the boy thought that although the noodles kneaded with his hands were delicious, if he could achieve the same effect with only one hand, wouldn't it make his skills even more exquisite.

Thinking of this, the young man put one hand behind his back and began to knead the dough with only one hand, Zhang Yun is very skillful in kneading the dough, he knows when and how much force is the best.

He grabbed the whole piece of dough into a peach shape, slapped it into a pancake with one palm, and even deliberately squeezed the whole piece of dough into a small handful, all in order to make the whole piece of dough as soft as possible.

However, after all, the boy only used one hand, so in the end, the softness of the whole piece of dough showed an uneven situation, this side was soft, and that side was still hard, in the final analysis, because the boy had a limited range of kneading with one hand and could not take full account of it.

This is also the problem that the boy encountered, he has been trying to solve it recently, I don't know how many times he has tried, but it has never been solved, but this problem must be overcome by the boy, and he firmly believes that it will open a new door to cooking for him.

In the end, the young man simply opened up his firepower, shouted, and poured all the strength of his body into that hand, and for a while, the young man's hand actually swelled with one fine and hard muscle after another.

In just an instant, the boy's hand became as big and powerful as a tyrannosaurus claw, and when he swung it, he almost had a claw to pinch and explode a person's terrifying sense of sight, which was also a killer feature of the teenager.

It was too late to say that it was too late, only to hear a muffled roar from the young man, and he used this big hand comparable to the claws of a tyrannosaurus to start kneading the dough, this time, the young man directly gave up the most ordinary and gentle kneading method, and instead used the simplest and most violent hammering to accelerate the softness of the dough.

"Bang ・・・・・・"

For a moment, the entire kitchen reverberated with the sound of hard things colliding with each other, like an earthquake, and even the entire board could not bear to tremble violently, and trace after trace of terrible cracks rapidly expanded.

Although the sound of the hammer seemed to be extremely large, the boy actually grasped the force very well, and did not shake the whole dough or make the softness of the dough unbalanced, but quickly brought the whole dough to a consistent balance.

And the boy's hammering did not last long before it ended, and at this moment, the softness of the whole dough had been amazingly harmonious, which made the boy overjoyed, and finally saw the hope of success.

Immediately after, the boy urged the tyrannosaurus claw, pinched the dough, and began the final step, that is, condensing and forming, and in a few clicks, the boy kneaded the dough into his favorite pancake fruit shape, which is conducive to the boy to make any big meal with other ingredients.

Finally, the young man's practice this time was successfully over, and at this moment, Wu Xuemei had been violently rubbed and tossed by Zhang Yun to the point that her face was flushed, and even her eyes were distracted, and even the corners of her mouth were dripping with a trace of *****, and she was completely forgotten by Zhang Yun.

And at this time, Zhang Yun finally exhaled lightly, but he didn't dare to stop the movements in his hand, while continuing to urge the tyrannosaurus claws to rage, he leaned into Wu Xuemei's ear and tempted:

"Let me ask you, do you want to listen to me in the future?"