Mu Jing saw that it was just a false alarm and returned to the second floor with a few people who were also worried about waiting for dinner, while Prince Qiu seemed to have just seen Yin Ze's true face, and said with a smile: "You calculate me?" ”

"What?"

The man who had cut the sausages began to cut the luncheon meat, and now there were no new ingredients, and there was still rice in the restaurant, which was cooked in gas and made to make fried rice.

Seeing that he didn't admit it, Prince Qiu actually had a feeling of being angry, "She called you a little angel, she was confused by your appearance, right?" ”

Yin Ze was unmoved, and after doing all this, he began to wash rice.

"If you're the last batch, according to your explosive power just now, you've already finished the potion?"

Pour the rice washing water into the pressure cooker, wash it and rinse it again, then pour all the rice into it, measure the water, turn on the gas stove, and cook the rice.

Seeing that Yin Ze didn't answer himself, Prince Qiu was silent for a moment and said, "No matter what, fair competition." ”

Yin Ze turned around and walked out of the kitchen, "If you want to die, you fight." ”

Prince Qiu snorted, leaned on the table and stared at the pressure cooker that was temporarily motionless, what is this thing? How long does it take to cook rice?

Forget it, let's open the lid and boil porridge.

Yin Ze, who returned to the second floor, saw that Mu Jing was letting Mu Yang sit on Zhou Qiyang's back and let him practice push-ups, and when he saw Zhou Qiyang's suffocated red face, he was speechless for a moment.

He walked over and said, "Are you going to go out in the afternoon?" ”

"Well, get some water."

Mu Jing leaned back in the chair, and his voice was lazy, "Bancao, your Miaoman's body is very beautiful." ”

When Zhou Qiyang heard this, he directly lay on the ground in a deflated manner, and said to Mu Jing with a bitter face: "You just call me Bancao, why do you still use words to describe me?" ”

What does it mean that Miaoman's body is concave and beautiful?

"You don't have abs."

"......" he has, just not so obviously.

"......" She has seen Zhou Qiyang's abdominal muscles? When?

The silence of the two beautiful teenagers made Mu Jing hook his finger at the little ghost who was still sitting on Zhou Qiyang's back, "Go, run in circles." ”

"Huh?" Mu Yang, who thought there was something good and ran to his sister happily, stretched out his head in surprise, as cute as he was with that little appearance.

Mu Jing nudged his shoulder and said, "Don't pretend to be stupid." ”

Mu Yang puffed out his cheeks and began to resign himself to running circles around the entire second floor.

As long as there is free time, Mu Jing will not let them calm down completely.

Train them to be relaxed, so that they can temporarily forget their fear of the outside world through exercise, and consume those negative emotions that they are unwilling to reveal.

When Prince Qiu came up with a pot of steaming porridge, he saw one running laps, one doing sit-ups, and the other two playing poker.

"It's time to eat."

There are packing boxes and disposable cutlery on the second floor, and you don't need to get porcelain bowls from the first floor.

If a few people didn't hear it, only Mu Jing didn't leave the poker in his hand, and beckoned to him, "Old enemy, come and play cards." ”

Prince Qiu, who was not very accustomed to this new title, walked over very obediently, stabilized the stool next to him before Yin Ze stepped out, pulled over and sat aside, "What are you fighting?" ”

"Fight the landlord."

Yin Ze's cold gaze swept away without a trace, and the person who was sitting closer to Mu Jing deliberately was an eyesore.

Prince Qiu smiled back, what can you do with me?

After Mu Jing shuffled the cards, he slapped it on the table, "Unveiling." ”

The two hurriedly retracted their gaze, one expressionless, the other smiling, and said almost at the same time: "Shall we bet something?" ”