That little look is a little pitiful.

This little coward pretends to be pitiful.

Yu Li spent a few days with it, and during the time when it gradually became familiar with her and was close to her, she felt the nature of this little thing clearly.

In fact, I was still a little afraid of her, but because I found that I was gradually less uncomfortable, and I ate and drank in her house, and scratched my head, which was a gradual temptation to play with her.

If you make a little action to hurt it, you will be so frightened that you will run away, and you can't fly still, and the few feathers on your body can be fluttered all over the ground.

Alas, poor little me, I don't know what kind of abuse I received before.

Yu Li thought in her heart, she was usually used to it, and at the moment she was still talking to it in a soft voice.

"I've been out for a day today, so I'll go back and stay and come out tomorrow."

Locked up this little smhooter, Yu Li breathed a sigh of relief.

Get up and go to the refrigerator to dig out the wings you bought before.

Today can be regarded as a break with that idiot, and he also recorded the other party's saying that the Jiang family would draw a line with her.

In the plot, the cause of salted fish lying has made significant progress, congratulations, congratulations!

So tonight she wants to eat a pound of fried chicken, with fat house happy water, chilled!

Numerous small holes are inserted in the wings with a skewer to facilitate the flavor.

Add salt, black pepper, peppercorns, chili powder, onions, grasp well, then pour in yogurt to marinate.

Today's preparation was in a hurry, the pickling time was not long, and it was estimated that it would not be too flavorful, so Yu Li prepared three more plates of dipping sauce.

Chutney, mayonnaise, sweet and sour sauce on the table.

Only then did I start to prepare the fried chicken powder, add condiments such as black pepper, salt and chili powder to the flour, and stir well.

The marinated wings are wrapped in flour in flavored flour, then rolled in a circle in the golden egg mixture, then wrapped in breadcrumbs, pressed, put into the oil pan and fried for three to five minutes, take out, drain the oil, and fry again for 30 seconds.

The beautiful fried wings are stacked one by one, and the sides are garnished with fresh mint leaves and lemon slices.

Served with an ice-cold drink, there are three plates of dipping sauces with different flavors.

The golden skin makes me drool just by looking at it.

The aroma of fried chicken greets you.

After Yu Li took a photo and posted it on Weibo, she picked up a fried chicken and took a bite.

It's crispy on the outside, but when you bite into it, it's juicy and has a bit of a unique marinade flavor.

It's curing.

At this time, take a big sip of ice Coke, and the greasy feeling will be suppressed in an instant.

Refreshing!

Yu Li clicked and ate with satisfaction.

I saw that Susa's family sent her a message of invitation again.

Because Yu Li was busy with the exam some time ago, she didn't have time, and now that the exam is over, she said that she and Gu Yinyin would be invited out for a meal anyway to express her gratitude.

Yu Li thought about it, but she didn't refuse.

Soon Gu Yinyin sent a message.

Gu Yinyin: "Sister Beauty, the child's family invited me to dinner, I'll go to you tomorrow, let's go together, I just want to see Yan Yan." ’

Yu Li: 'Mm-hmm, yes. ’

Yu Li: 'By the way, I'll give you a voice. ’

Gu Yinyin: ?

Yu Li: [Voice]

In the Gu family's house, Gu Yinyin clicked on Yu Li's voice, and she heard a crispy sound of clicking.

"What is this?"

Then I saw Yu Li send a photo.

Gu Yiyan had just come down from upstairs and was about to go to the company to deal with something, when he heard Gu Yinyin's ghost crying wolf.

"Sister Beauty, this bad person, just saw that I couldn't eat and deliberately came to gluttony me, I want to break off my friendship with her for five minutes!"

Gu Yiyan moved his gaze, his peach blossom eyes narrowed, and he pursed his lower lip.

Five minutes of break-up?

Immature.