Chapter 3: An Encounter with a Meal
I still remember that at that time, there was someone making breakfast waiting for me to eat every day when I got up, but now I finally realize what life is, just like that, full of hardships.
The prince struggled silently, and stroked his hair anxiously, ah, I'm so hungry, what should I do, light, where are you, the prince kept chattering in his mouth, no way, who called himself useless about the complicated and tedious things of cooking. It's not like he hasn't done it himself, but that kind of dark food is not something ordinary people can taste.
To put it bluntly, if there is no one to cook, he may starve to death. There was no choice but to endure it, and when the light spirit came, I would have something to eat, he thought.
Think about it, you said a good meal, as for it, really, I'm so hungry. The prince grimaced. Light spirit, little light, little spirit, where are you, your brother is dying of hunger.
It's not that Wang Ziyuan doesn't know that there is such a thing as fast food, he just doesn't want to eat it, there is no way, after all, the light and agile craftsmanship is a chef-level. What's more, a man, think about it, it's nothing.
It's okay if you don't want to, the more you think about it, the hungrier you get, and the more hungry you get, the more annoying you get.
As a lazy cancer patient, he adheres to the principle of not moving if he can, but he is still hungry, as if he has not been so exaggerated before, and I don't know when it started. Thinking about it, my brain became more and more dizzy, my head kept nodding, and slowly, my body fell on the sofa as soon as I crooked, and after a while, there was a sound of even breathing.
Dugu Qingling started his day's arrangements after getting up in the morning, and returned home from the school library with a few books at about noon. When I got home, I changed my clothes, went into the kitchen, and started cooking. She remembered very well that Wang Ziyuan's parents went out on a trip together, and there was no one at home, and it was amazing to think of his miserable craftsmanship. watched Dugu cut the shredded potatoes skillfully and skillfully, after doing all this.
Ten minutes later, she put the prepared meal on a plate. She opened a small white cabinet and took out a pink insulated box inside, and when she had made it all right, it was past two o'clock.
Wearing a white printed shirt and a ponytail, she walked out of the guest room with the thermos box just now, took the key and locked the door, and rode her small battery car to the prince's house.
Originally, Zheng Wei planned to ask the prince to go to his house, but then he thought that his house was similar, his father and mother went to see his sick grandmother these days, and he also had a few days of famine, and he could rub a meal these days. Today, he and Wang Ziyuan made an appointment to go to a nearby time Internet café to play lol together.
Look at the time, it's almost noon, Xiaoxiao should be at home, what should I do today? Let me think about it. Well, I guess that's it. Zheng Wei's face was obsessed, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously drooled.
Ma Xiaoxiao also knows Zheng Wei, so he also makes a lot of delicious food, but people may not be able to see it, but if people who are familiar with Zheng Wei see it, they will know at a glance that Zheng Wei likes to eat seven or eight of these dishes.
Zheng Wei is also looking for his own death, knowing that Ma Xiaoxiao will ask him to eat together today, like this kind of behavior, the majority of male compatriots must not follow suit, because love makes them the devil, be careful. Here, Zheng Wei had already thrown Ma Xiaoxiao out of the clouds, and now his mind was to go to Wang Ziyuan's house and ask Wang Ziyuan to go to time and play together.
Ding Dong ~ The crisp doorbell woke up the sleeping Wang Ziyuan, and Wang Ziyuan rubbed his eyes. The prince who had just woken up probably didn't know that standing outside the door was his girlfriend in his heart - Dugu Qingling.
Dugu stood outside the door and waited for a long time, seeing that no one came to open the door, wondering if Wang Ziyuan had been tricked into playing games again. For Gu Qingling, Wang Ziyuan promised her not to play games, although she didn't pay much attention to the phenomenon of Wang Ziyuan playing games, but she was still very angry, just because he ignored me and asked me to wait for him for so long.
Thinking about it, my thoughts drifted to somewhere, I looked at the thermos box in my hand, sighed, thought that it might have been done in vain, I knew I wouldn't have done it, stomped my feet, snorted softly, and just about to turn around and leave, I heard a "click", there was a person standing at the door, Wang Ziyuan saw Dugu Qingling who was about to leave and shouted softly: "Daughter-in-law, why are you here, why didn't you say it earlier, it really is." After speaking, he kept complaining, but unlike others, the object of his complaint was himself.
Dugu walked into the kitchen lightly, took out the rice in the thermos box and warmed it up, Wang Ziyuan looked at this familiar scene, as if he saw his mother cooking for him, and felt so warm and warm. He suddenly had a thought, so he wanted to go over and hug Dugu Qingling. Although the two are boyfriend and girlfriend, they still don't do anything intimate, at most they just hold hands.
The prince took a big bite of the bowl in his hand, his breathing was a little short, and Dugu Qingling was secretly happy in his heart, but he was still unhappy on the surface. The prince ate far away, and kept asking about the lonely light spirit coming to him. Speaking of this, Wang Ziyuan thought of the fat man Zheng Wei again, thinking that this fat man might not have eaten it, and felt a trace of guilt in his heart.
It's just that I feel very guilty in my heart, but I don't see the slightest stagnation in my mouth. The one who eats is called a fragrant, and Gu Qingling quietly watched the prince eat with his arms in the distance. This picture seems to remind people of a word, the years are quiet, may you and I still walk together.
Poor Zheng Wei is still thinking about Wang Ziyuan, hey, it's really hard enough. It's just that the light spirit is here today, so don't go to play, accompany her well, Wang Ziyuan thought.
Today is destined to shed blood, and there will be sacrifices for sure. If nothing else, my girlfriend is the biggest. Nothing is more important than my lightness. Zheng Wei is still in the dark at the moment, let me think about how much blood Zheng Wei has to shed today and how long he has been kneeling, and I feel sad for him when I think about it.
At this time, Zheng Wei was still riding his mountain bike on the road. Ma Xiaoxiao waited for a long time and didn't see Zheng Wei coming, thinking if Zheng Wei had forgotten it, so he called him and asked him if he wanted to come. Zheng Wei thought about what hero to use to kill the Quartet today, but he heard the vibration of the mobile phone, and the "sky blue blue" of the legendary combination rang, and after answering the phone, he heard Ma Xiaoxiao's questioning voice, Zheng Wei chuckled in his heart, and secretly thought that it was bad, and after thinking about it, he could only be sorry for the boss.
"Xiaoxiao, why did you remember to call me today, did you miss me, I plan to rely on you in the future, who told you to cook so delicious. Zheng Wei said softly.
Hearing Zheng Wei's words, he blushed a lot, took a sip, and drank coquettishly, "Who misses you, don't be narcissistic." Hurry up and come to my house, I'll wait for you at home, hurry up, if it's late, you know the consequences. Ma Xiaoxiao threatened.
Zheng Wei looked at his phone, looked up at the sky again, turned the head of the car and walked towards Ma Xiaoxiao's house.