The weather in July in the south is the same as the mood of my girlfriend. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoAfter a battle, the hot sky was gloomy unconsciously, and the moment Bai Leng walked out of the room, the rainstorm played a loud overture to welcome the triumphant return of His Excellency the Commander.

"It's so rare, we came out earlier than them." The bones on Bai Leng's body seemed to be stuck with glue, and the stretching made the joints crack continuously, and finally relaxed a little.

Rong Zixin walked to the window, and the rain pillar unwillingly hit the glass window, leaving only the most brilliant crisp sound of its life, and then slid weakly into the drainage system with the corpses of its companions.

"What did the philosopher learn from the rain?" Bai Leng rubbed his belly and walked behind him, and lifted his crotch to slap the other party: "Please, I'm dying of hunger, let's solve the physiological needs first, okay?" ”

Rong Zixin shrank like an electric shock, and glanced at him dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing?" ”

"What are you doing, call you to eat, how can you go out in such a heavy rain, order a takeout."

Bai Leng spread himself on the sofa and fiddled with his mobile phone listlessly, and after swiping it for a while, he threw it aside irritably: "Damn, there are so many every day, yellow stewed chicken, stone pot rice, stone pot rice, yellow stewed chicken, these things are so delicious?" ”

Rong Zixin brought two cups over, and one of them poured a glass of white water: "I still have a few buckets of instant noodles in my house, just use them to deal with." ”

"Do you like to eat preservatives, flavors, bad quality flour and all sorts of rotten dehydrated vegetables? God, I really don't understand your tastes. Bai Leng whined and bounced: "I am a miserable life!" ”

Rong Zixin saw him rushing into the kitchen, shook his head, and sat down at the table with two glasses of water as a qualified diner.

Bai Leng opened the refrigerator, and the preservation effect of this antique with a single door was unsatisfactory. He took out a tomato, thought about it and stuffed it back because he found the shredded meat that had been forced into the freezer as soon as it was processed.

Tearing off the plastic wrap on it, Bai Leng stretched out his finger and poked it, slurred and put it aside.

His gaze swept over a large pot of rice.

"Oh my God, it's almost a day and a night, what a waste of food."

He brought the pot of rice to the stove and took a few eggs from the egg rack.

Rong Zixin is using his mobile phone to swipe the forum, and the two messages at the top of the homepage are:

"The global sales of "Breaking Dawn" have exceeded 50 million units, and the second batch of equipment in Huaxia was snapped up within two minutes of opening for pre-order, and the estimated delivery time is July 26.

"The official currency trading platform in Huaxia will be officially launched the next day, please read the precautions carefully dear players, be vigilant, the regulatory team will strictly rule out possible fraud methods, and bring you a safe and secure platform market."

Rong Zixin raised his eyebrows and nodded, as a professional player, he must be familiar with every rule of the currency trading market, after all, this is a matter related to economic issues, and there is no room for carelessness.

The doors of the two rooms inside opened at the same time, and out came two yawning men, one large and one small.

"Oh, Brother Long, it's such a coincidence, it seems that our work and rest habits are completely the same."

Zeng Wenyuan showed a warm smile to Zhang Long, who was full of tiredness, and also found Rong Zixin sitting at the dining table drinking water and watching the news.

"It's so Qi today, where did you go?"

Rong Zixin pointed to the closed kitchen door, and there was a burst of stir-frying sound coming from inside.

"Wow, he's cooking? He actually knows how to cook? ”

Zeng Wenyuan's soft peach blossom eyes instantly filled with little stars: "The mighty boy who is a little handsome and can cook is simply perfect, is it?" ”

Rong Zixin pursed his lips and was noncommittal, Zhang Long squinted his eyes at Xiao Zeng, who was a nymphomaniac, and asked very seriously: "Did you grow up in Thailand?" ”

Zeng Meimei was horrified: "You investigate me? ”

"No wonder."

Zhang Long also walked to the windowsill, and the lightning in the distance exposed his square face. He asked Rong Zixin: "What are you doing sitting here, waiting for dinner?" ”

"Or else?" Rong Zixin glanced up at him.

"Okay, if any of you have an umbrella, I'll go down and get some dishes to eat, so you don't have to run again."

"Hey, someone is cooking in it, what do you have to go out to buy, I don't know how to respect the fruits of other people's labor."

"Heh, he has the strength to go to the spoon, I can only say that he is too condescending." Zhang Long scratched his head: "Xiao Rong, what do you want to eat, I'll go to the restaurant outside to see if there is one." ”

"No righteousness," Zeng Wenyuan was very displeased: "It doesn't matter what you do, anyway, my support is in vain." ”

He pushed open the kitchen door and was caught off guard by a strong scent.

These smell factors were like prisoners who had been locked up for twenty years, and as soon as the door opened, they rushed out frantically, quickly occupying the dining room, the living room, and Zhang Long's nostrils.

"?" Zhang Long, who was already hungry, was knocked down in an instant, dropped his shoes and ran to the kitchen door.

When people are hungry, their nasal cavity is several times more sensitive to all smells that can make them want to eat, and this fresh protein mixed with vegetable oil, combined with the cereal aroma of rice and the animal esters emitted by the reprocessed shredded meat after frying, has the ability to completely collapse your salivary glands.

"Egg fried rice?" Zhang Long was even more surprised than when he saw Bai Leng's anti-heaven power that day: "How can egg fried rice be so fragrant?" ”

"Open the windows in the living room, this damn exhaust fan should have been disposed of as scrap a long time ago."

Bai Leng wiped his sweat, and looked back at the two people who were staring intently at the big pot of golden fried rice with red and green, and it looked very good: "Take the bowl yourself, this amount should be enough for four people to eat." ”

"What are you doing, why haven't I seen it?"

Zhang Long stared at the two big eyes and leaned over to the side of the pot and sniffed vigorously: "I'll just grass, is this really what you did?" ”

"I haven't seen the world and still have a few doubts, you have to know that some people are born to be worshiped by others."

"Fans plus one!" Zeng Wenyuan had already picked up his small bowl of broken flowers and guarded it aside, and after filling it up, he ran to the dining table and started.

Zhang Long looked at Zeng Wenyuan in a daze, frowning and chewing: "How is it, is it unpalatable?" ”

Zeng Wenyuan blinked his double eyelids and stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth.

"it!" Zhang Long couldn't bear it anymore, so he picked up the rice spoon and dug a spoonful directly into the pot and stuffed it into his mouth.

How should you describe deliciousness? Maybe not as much as the special effects in the movie feel like you are rolling on a piece of barbecued pork, the soul has been sublimated or something, it may be like this bowl of egg fried rice, simple and unpretentious, but the moment you enter it, it will make your taste buds experience a feeling called happiness.

"It's so hateful, it's so hateful." Zhang Long whimpered as he added food to his mouth.

"Ahh Bethlehem enjoyed the thrill of conquering a man, both physically and mentally, albeit a man.

The four of them sat upright on both sides of the table, each of them feasted on a bowl of golden fried rice, and Bai Leng warmed up the fish-flavored eggplant that he didn't have time to eat that day and brought it up to everyone to adjust the taste, but Zeng Wenyuan only took a bite and spit it out, and continued to bury his face in the rice bowl.

"If you don't do this, I'll be proud." For more than twenty years, Bethleng did not have much free time except for training, and his only pastime was to make dishes with very simple ingredients and exchange them for the praise of his friends in various places.

How to say that feeling, very happy, very satisfied, as if there are two villains in my heart dancing happily in the background of the blue sky and blue sea.

Knock knock, knock on the door interrupted Bai Leng self-absorption.

When he got up and opened the door, the four poor little faces outside really startled him.

"What are you doing, beauties?"

"What are you doing, handsome guys, it's so fragrant, we can't stand it upstairs, you see that it's raining so hard outside, can't we get out?"

Yue Man swallowed and glanced straight into the room.

(This chapter is the origin of the book's writing, the game is just a carrier, those three or five friends get together to eat junk food and laugh at each other and fart, is what I really want to remember)