What should I do?

How to soothe a meat eater's attachment to meat?

Obviously, no matter how many crazy SOS thoughts come to mind, it doesn't work!

The pair of eyes that seemed to be Qingyun and plain on weekdays were now like enough lights, and the fierce eyes locked directly on Comrade Song Wuji's face.

Song Infinity: ......

(Don't stare at it, don't think that if you look handsome, you can be unscrupulous)

No matter how much she stares, it is impossible for her to conjure up meat for him to eat, not to mention that Mo Wangba's body is not suitable for eating more meat dishes at all!

Yesterday's ribs are considered a consolation prize.

One only cares about staring, the other only cares about pretending to be stupid, and his eyes float like a Buddha.

She's already at work anyway.

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Song Wuyin pursed his lips, and secretly thought in his heart, or her chances of winning, as long as her skin is thick enough, then she can resist high-power lights!

Starting the transfer plan to save the country, Nunu looked at the pumpkin millet porridge in front of Mo Wangba, and smiled: "Boss, don't you eat it?" ”

Mo Yu followed his sight, lowered his head, looked at the bowl of yellow and beautiful millet porridge in front of him, was picky in every way, and popped out a few words from his mouth: "No meat, don't eat it!" ”

Song Infinity smiled with a pair of beautiful eyes, not afraid that you would not take the bait, but afraid that you would not be hard enough, so he silently buried a pit: "Although this pumpkin millet porridge does not have meat, it is sweet and silky."

The texture is very smooth, not only melts in the mouth, but also has a sweet and refreshing aftertaste, like a silky ribbon. ”

At this point, he deliberately paused and began to ask in a tone of regret that wasting food shamefully: "Alas, forget it, since the boss doesn't like to eat this sweet, silky, silky pumpkin millet porridge."

Then give me another forty or fifty minutes, and I'll cook you another breakfast."

However, if the pumpkin millet porridge is cold, the taste becomes very bad. Boss, since you don't eat it, leave it all to me to eat, so as not to waste it! ”

Every sentence pierces the heart!

Every word makes sense!

poked Mo Yu's handsome face almost couldn't jump, and he wanted to eat, but he couldn't pull down that face.

Seeing that Song Infinity's claws were about to touch the bowl of smoking pumpkin millet porridge, his body subconsciously stretched out a rejected version of Erkang's hand and said:

"No, time is precious. I'm going to just eat it. Remember to have meat for breakfast next time, not for example! ”

Song Wuyin pretending to be stupid is a good hand, no matter what you say, for the time being, the left ear is in and the right ear is out, just need to hold a Song smirk and use a sweet tone: "What the boss said, I remember." ”

Mo Yu's face improved, and he no longer deliberately put on a cold face.

Pick up the spoon and send the first bite of pumpkin millet porridge to your mouth, and the entrance is first fragrant, sweet and glutinous of pumpkin.

Followed by the millet porridge boiled just right, the two are combined, dancing together on the tip of the tongue, bringing great enjoyment to the taste buds.

What kind of taste will the bamboo shoots taste like?

Mo Yu picked it up slowly and methodically with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, the entrance was crisp and tender, delicious and delicious!

The juice is full and sweet!

The side dishes are brightly colored!

It is worthy of the name: bamboo shoots and three fresh!

Mo Yu's eyes lit up slightly, and it was even more pleasing to the eye, and after a while, he wiped out all the porridge and vegetables on the table, and even added a bowl of pumpkin and millet porridge.

provoked the corners of Comrade Song Wuji's mouth stiffened next to him.

Oh, a duplicitous and upright pig's trotter!