Chapter 140: Failed Performance
She stared at the position, her peach blossom eyes narrowed, and her brow furrowed even tighter.
When I was in college, there was a scumbag who looked at the girls' dormitory with a telescope, and she was also recruited once, recognized the person, and squatted downstairs in the boys' dormitory for several hours.
How handsome it was then!
Right now......
She looked in the direction of the living room, could she do the same to the one who was very high outside?
Thinking for a few minutes, there is no operability.
Bring a bullfrog back another day and show the anatomy on the spot?
Thinking so, I chose a bullfrog with my mobile phone, deliberately checked not to slaughter, paid the money, and waited for the delivery to my door.
Words are never as powerful as live performances.
An hour later, when she heard the video phone ringing, she quickly connected to the master bedroom, released the delivery brother, and stepped on the slippers out of the master bedroom.
Fu Jin glanced back.
Song Yiyi stood at the door and smiled back enthusiastically, "Fourth master, do you know how to make a dry pot bullfrog?" ”
Fu Jin, "......"
Song Yiyi has been depressed from yesterday to now, and suddenly he is in a good mood, "I bought us a bullfrog to eat at night." ”
Fu Jin stared at her face.
Song Yiyi was a little weak-hearted, "The lunch is made by the fourth master, and the pot is also washed by you, I thought about it, so I was a little unhappy to get it for nothing, so I was responsible for slaughtering the bullfrog at night, so I worked hard for the fourth master to cook." ”
Fu Jin narrowed his eyes, "It's not hard." ”
Fu Xiaosong, "......"
Abnormal!
He felt the subtle atmosphere warily.
Song Yi smiled with bright eyes and bright teeth, with a girl's appearance of a young woman, and when the doorbell rang, he opened the door quickly, said "thank you", mentioned the bullfrog that was still alive in the bag, and glanced down, "I will decompose you in a while." ”
Fu Jin, "......"
Fu Xiaosong, "......"
Song Yiyi carried the bullfrog to the kitchen, grabbed his legs and rinsed them under the faucet and leaned back, holding the frog in his left hand, holding the frog with his thumb and index finger, the middle finger and ring finger buckling the frog's abdomen, and his little hand between the frog's lower limbs, turning around, "Fourth master, can you do me a favor?" ”
Fu Jin stood up and went into the kitchen.
Song Yiyi, "Help me pick a sharper knife with a sharper head." ”
Fu Jin picked a handful and handed it to her.
As soon as Song Yi took it, he held the knife in his right hand, looked for a depression on the back and neck of the frog, and stabbed it directly, which was completely the technique of dissecting a bullfrog.
Fu Xiaosong must have been staring in the direction of the kitchen, and suddenly felt a sigh in his heart.
After a while, the big crow was seen cutting the thin skin of the bullfrog's belly, showing extremely exquisite knife work.
Fu Xiaosong, "......"
Well, suddenly I don't want to be a doctor anymore, he has a cleanliness fetish!
Quietly looked away, and suddenly felt that the big crow was a little scary, and he didn't dare to mess with her in the future.
The little face was a little pale, and after holding it for a few minutes, I went to the bathroom.
Song Yi saw it and was very satisfied with Fu Xiaosong's reaction, what about the dog man?
Sideways, peach blossom eyes lightly, facing the dark sea eyes like sleeping phoenix eyes, frozen.
The reaction wasn't quite right, was it?
With a shake of the hand, the knife cut in the wrong direction.
Fu Jin grabbed her wrist in time, "Be careful." ”
Song Yiyi, "......"
Looking down, looking at his hands, his breathing was scrambled.
Fu Jin, "I'll come." ”
Then, she watched as she took the knife from her hand and continued her unfinished work, with a technique even more skillful than she did.
Song Yiyi, who was standing on the side, had no light in his eyes.
So, as a consequence of the failure of the performance, she had her share of the bullfrog to herself for dinner, and watched the father and son eat the other dishes.
Fu Jin's sleeping phoenix eyes were quenched and looked at her, "How does it taste?" ”