The sun was half-covered by the sea, and the remaining half floated on the sea, lying on a chair and looking at the sea, which had long since lost the blue of the day, and the sea was sparkling, like a thin golden veil floating on the sea, gently rippling. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It seems that you don't have to think about what to eat, as a party, or a party, the beach, the sunset, if there is no slightly charred skewers, maybe it will all be in vain.

Ovens and charcoal, naturally, have been prepared for a long time, this kind of thing, perhaps everyone who comes to the seaside, will think of it, so these two things will be prepared for guests in advance in every villa.

As for the skewers, Wu Yu and the Beastmaster also went to buy them in the afternoon, of course, those barbecues were naturally incidental, and the original purpose of the two of them was just to buy a few cases of beer and come back.

"Lao Wu, you can bake the chicken wings, we won't bake this thing." Standing on the beach, on the white plastic tables and chairs, with bright silver iron plates, Gu Xing and Shao Zeyang stood in front of the oven, fiddling with the skewers on the grill, holding the beer in the other hand and drinking it in a big gulp. Whenever someone comes over and praises that the smell is so good, the two of them will naturally hand over a string.

When it comes to the technology of grilling skewers, several people here can be called good hands, after all, they are not children of rich families, and they are naturally unaffordable to let them go to the restaurant to eat every day, so what they can do is to make a barbecue with iron sheets, and then get together as soon as they have time, buy fifty or sixty yuan of flower meat, and buy something else, a few people like to eat, a total of seven people, and a meal is only about two hundred yuan.

And they don't have any special requirements for these things to eat, those high-quality red wine steaks, they are not interested, compared to this more primitive thing, they prefer it.

"Okay, you put it, I'll bake it." Wu Yu nodded, got up from the chair, the two slender iron hammers were so familiar in his hands, and he subconsciously raised his head and glanced in front of him, but he didn't have the beautiful girl in the past, revealing that greedy expression.

Softly he sighed, not letting anyone notice his little movements, tossing the chicken wings into the oven and brushing with the diluted honey, all with such skill.

"Eat." He tossed a few skewers of grilled wings into the plate, and he also held one in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, which was still a little hot, but he exhaled and stuffed the chicken wings into his mouth one by one.

"Oh, it's delicious." Shao Zeyang took a string and took a bite, the chicken skin was crispy, exuding the smell of spices, the taste rushed directly into the nose, the rich fragrance instantly burst between the lips and teeth, the thin fat under the chicken skin was still a little hot, and it was a rich fragrance when it flowed into the mouth.

"It's still the same taste as before, it's not the same at all, it's perfect." Shao Zeyang stretched out his thumb at the latter, with the expression of a teacher praising a primary school student.

"If it's delicious, just close your mouth and eat it, nothing really can stop your mouth." Wu Yu rolled his eyes helplessly, watching the latter finish nibbling on a piece of chicken wings, and then picked up another piece from the seat, not caring that everyone else around him was staring at him at the moment.

The wind at night blew cold on his body, and the summer heat seemed to disappear at this moment, Wu Yu raised his head, poured beer into his mouth in a big gulp, and enjoyed a comfortable time.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, but the seaside was still lively, full of people, holding beer in their hands, gathering on the beach, cheering, drinking fresh coconut water, everything here seemed to be beautiful, and had nothing to do with the darkness.

In a month's time, how much can be put down here, Wu Yu doesn't know, he doesn't bother to know these useless things, anyway, how much to put down, it has nothing to do with him, Wu Yu opened his eyes, everyone in front of him is still the same as before, it seems that in this kind of place you can try your best to relax, put down everything you want to put down, no trace.

Sitting in a chair at the moment, drinking a cold beer, all this seems to be extremely beautiful, but this so-called beauty, it always seems that something is missing.

A month later, what awaits him may be just the ground full of devastation and rivers of blood, he knows what his life is like, this kind of beauty has never belonged to a demon, all a demon can do is crawl countless corpses, and then live.

Maybe only that kind of life belongs to him, and it belongs to a demon. Wine, glass after glass poured into the stomach, I don't know how much I have drunk, the lower abdomen is only slightly bulging, no one can explain, a person has drunk so much wine, where did the golden liquid go. Drinking water, maybe one or two bottles will not work, but you can pour more than a dozen bottles of wine into your stomach, and you can not even go to the toilet.

If you were a scientist, you would think of this kind of thing as an unsolved mystery of the world, right?

"What's the matter, at this time, you are still sitting here alone and drinking?" The beastmaster dragged a seat to his side and looked at him with a smile, "Come on, since it's a stuffy drink, then two people drink together, at least it's more boring than one person." ”

Wu Yu looked at the beast king, nodded, dragged a case of beer that had just been brought out of the refrigerator, threw it between the two of them, then raised the wine glass, raised it, poured it into his stomach, and then poured a second glass.

The beastmaster looked at the latter's appearance, and couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth, "Drink stuffy wine, you don't drink like this, you can at least say a few words." ”

"Have you ever seen someone who drinks and talks?" Hearing the latter's words, Wu Yu also unceremoniously gave the other party a roll of the eyes, and then continued to forget about the beer in his stomach.

"You're drunk."

"It's not."

"You're not looking for a drunk way to drink like this?" The Beastmaster rolled his eyes, looking incredulous.

"I'm not drunk on beer." He also rolled his eyes, obviously with deep contempt for the latter's words.

"Drunk with beer? Really? The beast king looked at Wu Yu with a look of disbelief.

"Of course, do I have to lie to you? The last one who felt like I was pretending to be a coercive, or Gu Xing, didn't you see that he didn't drink with me at all now? ”

"Why do I believe you like that?"

"Then try."

"Okay, try it, whoever instigates it is the son."

"Yes, son."

"Get out."