Ma Xiaoling looked at Yang San in surprise, although she didn't understand Yang San's intentions, but there was a trace of warmth in her heart.

Guo Fusheng quickly recovered from his stunned stud, and squirmed and wanted to get rid of Yang San's claws, but no matter how hard he tried, Yang San always pinched his face happily.

Resurrection couldn't help but be shocked again, although he was said to be malnourished, but he was also a zombie.

Usually an ordinary adult man is not enough for him to punch him, why is he so evil today?

Fortunately, Wang Zhenzhen soon came out from the opposite side.

"Xiaoling, Mr. Yang, Mr. Guo hasn't come back yet, and he hasn't eaten yet, I'm going to cook a few dishes for him, so let's go with you."

"Cook for him? Zhenzhen, are you serious? Ma Xiaoling suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Although Zhenzhen's dishes are delicious, is it really good to cook for his son for a man who has just met for a few days?

Yang San's eyes lit up, the zombies in "Deadlock" didn't reach the red eye, except for blood, they couldn't eat actual food, and they would have diarrhea when they ate it.

"Okay, thank you so much, Zhenzhen, you are so beautiful, the cooking must be delicious."

Ma Xiaoling couldn't help swallowing the words that she wanted to dissuade, and at the same time glared at Yang San again.

Who told you that you look good and cook deliciously? How do I not know that I can eat when I cook?

Soon, a war without gunpowder began again.

Guo Fusheng stared at Yang San angrily and fearfully, the indescribably handsome man in front of him not only made himself unable to break free, but also "unintentionally" harmed himself once.

Ma Xiaoling and Yang San kept snatching the delicacies in front of them, as if they wanted to eat all the dishes in their stomachs, so as not to cheapen Yang Sanhe's revival.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious, Zhenzhen, you really go to the hall and enter the kitchen, if anyone can marry you, they must have accumulated a lifetime of blessings."

Yang San praised methodically, and at the same time kept stuffing the vegetable meat into his mouth.

Guo Fusheng looked at Yang San with a demented face, and couldn't figure out how Yang San could speak clearly while eating vegetables quickly?

Wang Zhenzhen's face was slightly red, and she said embarrassedly.

"Mr. Yang, you really love to laugh, how can I be as good as you say."

Ma Xiaoling stopped her chopsticks, chewed quickly with her small mouth, and swallowed the food in her mouth with difficulty.

"Zhenzhen, you don't have to be presumptuous about this, if you can marry your man, you must accumulate a few lifetimes of blessings."

At the same time, he looked at Yang San appreciatively, "I didn't expect you to be able to speak human words." ”

I also have to admire in my heart, this is definitely a natural foodie, and there are definitely more than four people who ate just now, but Yang San is still eating quickly.

"Resurrection, you eat it too, you see how delicious Mr. Yang eats."

Zhenzhen also found that he had not touched the chopsticks at this time, and thought that he was embarrassed, so he put a large chopstick dish in his bowl and smiled gently.

Looking at the faint pain of the revival, Yang San bent the corners of his eyes, quickly took out a few chopsticks, and stacked them in the bowl of the revival.

"Your sister Zhenzhen is right, you can't be a picky eater, otherwise you won't grow tall."

Guo Fusheng looked at the bowl folded high in front of him, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously twitched.

Gritting his teeth, he threw himself into a state of gobbling up with tears in his eyes.

Hmmm~ It's delicious!

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and the colic pain from the stomach made a layer of cold sweat break out on his forehead.

"Well, no, I'll go to the bathroom."

Looking at the resurgence of rushing into the toilet with his stomach covered, Yang San was silent on the surface, but he smiled in his heart.

Soon, Guo Fusheng came out of the toilet with a relaxed face, but when he saw that the bowl was higher than before, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

"Fusheng, come here, I have left you a special dish."

As soon as he saw the resurrection, Wang Zhenzhen immediately pointed to him, and at the same time, his subordinates kept adding vegetables to the bowl of resurrection.

After rejuvenation, I couldn't help but feel cold, and Sister Zhenzhen, who was originally gentle and lovely, seemed to have two horns on her head.

No! No! No!

I must have been dazzled, and I returned to the table with difficulty, and my eyes rolled sharply.

"Sister Zhenzhen, in fact, I'm not hungry, I'll leave this bowl to my father, he works so hard, he must be hungry when he comes back."

Wang Zhenzhen gently lifted her glasses, "Resurrection is really good, don't worry, I have a share of Mr. Guo." ”

Wang Zhenzhen pointed to the kitchen, and could faintly see a few covered dishes and dishes.

A trace of illusion in Fusheng's heart was suddenly shattered, and he had to plunge into the war of resistance again.

So he called out, and he began to run a "stable life" at two o'clock in the dining table and toilet.

It's just that every time I come out of the toilet, my bowl always stacks up to a new height.

Among them, there is not only the credit of Wang Zhenzhen, but also the credit of Yang San and Ma Xiaoling.

Yang San suddenly felt that no matter how fragrant he ate, he was not as good as others.

Of course, Yang San would not admit that every time he saw Guo Fusheng running to the toilet with his stomach covered, the pleasure in his heart was endless one after another.

And Ma Xiaoling, who really couldn't eat it, felt that it was better to be cheap than cheap Yang San.

Plus, it's a lot of fun.

Finally, after Guo Fusheng ran to the toilet N times, Wang Zhenzhen, who realized it later, asked suspiciously.

"Little Suzu, is there something wrong with my cooking?"

"No, it's still the same as usual, it's so delicious."

Ma Xiaoling also felt a little strange, but she didn't think much about it.

"Zhenzhen, it's definitely not your problem, you look so beautiful, how can there be a problem with the dish, in my opinion, the stomach must be revived."

Yang San quietly continued to add vegetables to the bowl of resurrection, and at the same time was thinking about when he would come over again next time to eat?

Sure enough, it's better to be happy alone than to be happy.

Ma Xiaoling's face darkened when she heard this, she was beautiful and delicious when she cooked? Is it okay to grow a beautiful dish?

I can't help but think of the spotless kitchen at home, so why is it okay to only cook instant noodles?

Come to think of it. Ma Xiaoling couldn't help but put two chopsticks in the bowl that came back to life again.

When he came back to life, he couldn't cry or laugh, and he looked at the bowl in front of him without tears.

It's almost as tall as it gets, right?

"Sister Zhenzhen, I can't eat anymore."

Without waiting for Wang Zhenzhen to speak, Yang San said with a smile.

"Resurrection, how did the third brother teach you, you can't be picky eaters, now the third brother will teach you again, it's shameful to waste."

At the same time, a few chopsticks were added to the bowl of the resurrection.

At this time, Guo Tianyou came out of the elevator and suddenly heard the sound of joy in the house.

"Wang Zhenzhen and Ma Xiaoling? They're here again? How many more trips to the toilet did Resurrection make? ”

Guo Tianyou opened the door with a mutter, and when he entered the door, he saw Guo Fusheng coming out of the toilet with a sad face.

"Come back to life, eat less..."

At this time, Yang San once again added chopsticks to the bowl of resurrection.

The smile on Tianyou's face froze, his eyes widened, and he looked at Yang San in horror.

Who is this person? I couldn't even feel it!