Lu Mengmeng thought about it for a while, and felt that stewed fish and chicken were also quite good.

But she wouldn't.

Lu MengmengʘᴗʘLing is handsome!

Ling Yingjun was stared at by Lu Mengmeng's eyes, and said helplessly: "I won't do it, it's useless for you to look at me." My mom will do it, I'll tell her, okay? ”

Lu Meng nodded again and again, "Auntie Hard!" ”

Ling Yingjun squeezed Lu Mengmeng's little hand, "You! ”

It's really a foodie, fat like a ball, and I blindly want to eat!

"You can actually just drink soup and not eat meat." Ling Yingjun proposed.

Lu Mengmeng stiffened her neck, "No! What's the taste of just drinking soup! ”

Eating meat and eating meat is the feeling of chewing meat!

How to enjoy drinking soup?

Where is the stubborn Lu Mengmeng willing to let go and drink soup? Scold!

Ling Yingjun touched his nose, and was stared at by Lu Mengmeng like this, he was inexplicably a little weak-hearted.

"I'll go back and help my mom cook, you can rest at home for a while and drink some water." Ling Yingjun said.

He glanced at the time, ten o'clock, at this time, he went back to stew fish and chicken, he helped his mother, and it was still too late.

Lu Mengmeng blinked, "I want to go too." ”

Ling Yingjun's heart twitched, what are you going to do? My mother doesn't teach you, is it troublesome?

"You can rest assured of the codeword!" Ling Yingjun patted Lu Mengmeng on the shoulder and turned to leave.

Lu Mengmeng coughed twice, feeling that her throat was very uncomfortable, so she hurriedly drank saliva and pressed the dryness of her throat.

It's boring to walk around the house alone.

It's still codeword!

Lu Mengmeng turned on the computer and opened QQ to take a look at everyone's chat history.

She was just halfway through the conversation when she was interrupted by Ling Yingjun, and at this moment she wanted to know what the follow-up would be.

I flipped the chat history to before, but after looking at it for a long time, it was a little boring.

The main thing is that they didn't say anything and changed the subject too quickly.

Codeword, codeword, can't chat with that group of women, waste time.

Lu Mengmeng turned on the computer and didn't write a word for a long time.

The main thing is that I don't know what to continue writing for a while.

I think many authors will have this situation, if they write continuously, the plot in their heads is coherent.

But after a while, there will be a fault when you write again.

Brain memory disconnect.

It will take at least a long time to regain that feeling.

It's not that I don't know what to write, it's not for other reasons, it's just that I can't find the feeling.

It's important to write a book based on feelings.

For example, the current paragraph is dry and dry, numb, and not mellow at all.

It's just a way to write without feeling.

Just as she was scratching her ears and cheeks, not knowing how to write, the phone rang.

It's Pixiu.

What's the matter with this little girl?

Lu Mengmeng: "If you don't study hard, you know how to play every day." ”

"Senior sister, are you talking in your sleep?" Pixiu glanced at his mobile phone, it was indeed a call to Lu Mengmeng, not to his mother.

Why is the tone of my sister's voice so similar to my mother?

"What kind of dream talk do I have! You are a student, isn't your job to study hard and improve every day? Lu Mengmeng said confidently.

Pixiu:('▿')

"I'm coding, what's the matter with you?" Lu Mengmeng asked directly.

Codeword finally had a clue, but was disturbed by this call, it's no wonder she can be angry.

Pixiu sighed, "It's nothing, I just want to ask if you're feeling better, don't you need me to see you." ”

Lu Mengmeng's heart melted suddenly, and she still had a conscience.

"Thank you for your concern, on such a hot day, it's better to stay at school safely, running around and getting heat stroke again." Lu Mengmeng decisively refused her to come over.

Now that she's coming, do you want to take care of the food?

Later, she will go to eat, where can she bring another person.

Pixiu was a little disappointed, her little sisters in the same dormitory were not there today, and she didn't want to go anywhere, so she wanted to talk to someone.

The first thing she thought of was Lu Mengmeng, who happened to come to visit her on the grounds of her illness, but was ruthlessly rejected.

Forget it, let's stay alone!

Today is Sunday, why don't you listen to cross talk in the afternoon, and then record a small video for Sister Mengmeng to see, she will definitely be happy, right?

Hanging up the phone, Lu Mengmeng sighed.

Keep writing! Take advantage of this point of thought that has not really been broken.

Sometimes I have to do something else when I think of it, and when I write it again, if I can't remember what I want to write, the pain is really uncomfortable.

Lu Mengmeng wrote for an hour, three thousand words!

Breakthrough!

Pinch the time, a whole hour!

Lu Mengmeng took a deep breath, this feeling is great!

Lying on the bed, Lu Mengmeng didn't want to move half a finger at this moment, and the feeling of her body being hollowed out turned out to be like this.

In the future, it's better to write a book steadily, and it's too tiring to write for an hour in one breath!

Take a break at 11:30.

It's time to go for dinner, too.

Rubbing rice every day, even if Lu Mengmeng is thick-skinned, she is a little embarrassed.

After all, she wasn't a child, she is now grown up and graduated from college!

But she couldn't cook, and her parents abandoned her.

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I got up, changed into simple clothes, brought the key and went to the opposite door.

As soon as Ling Yingjun opened the door, Lu Mengmeng smelled the aroma.

All kinds of aromas were mixed together, and the fragrance suddenly made Lu Mengmeng's mouth full of saliva.

Suck and slip.

"I'm so hungry all of a sudden." Lu Mengmeng snorted, and the aroma became stronger and stronger.

Ling Yingjun raised his eyebrows, and didn't say anything when he saw Lu Mengmeng's stupid appearance, he just had fun stealing.

Silly Nizi.

In the kitchen, Ling's mother was busy.

Ling Yingjun didn't greet Lu Mengmeng either, and ran to the kitchen to help.

Lu Mengmeng looked at the two people who were busy in the kitchen, her eyes full of envy.

Lu Mengmeng came to the living room sofa and sat down, glanced at the kitchen, and began to play with her mobile phone.

She couldn't help anything, so she sat here obediently and didn't cause trouble.

Feng Meow: "It's annoying to not know how to cook." ”

Fang Ying: "It's good that you can't cook, someone cooks for you!" ”

Ying Yue: "That's not what I said, I look at Feng Meow's thirsty appearance, I'm worried about her!" ”

Feng Meow: "Meow Meow? What are you worried about me? Worried that I won't have anything to eat? ”

Fang Ying: "Ying Yue, what do you want to say?" ”

Ying Yue: "You see, now Feng Meow likes to cook so much, if she gets married in the future, she will definitely want to cook by herself!" And that enthusiasm will last a long time. ”

Lu Mengmeng immediately understood what Ying Yue meant, but so what?

She's happy, she's happy.

She is very happy to cook for the people she likes for a lifetime.

Fang Ying: "Ying Yue, your idea is quite chic. ”

Let's quickly change this topic, God knows what Ying Yue's mind is still thinking.

Feng Meow: "I'm going to eat something delicious soon, do you want to take a look?" ”

Showing pictures and poisoning or something, the most loving!

Wow Ka ! (* ̄) ̄*)