It's just that these rough men, practicing martial arts are a good hand, and when they go to the kitchen, they do their best to help, and it's still simple to break the pot and chopsticks, let them help make a chicken soup, and throw the chicken and feathers into the pot directly, and even the is still there......

If Meng Feifei hadn't found out early in the end, there would be no chicken soup to drink tonight.

Such a thing, in the kitchen, does not happen too much.

was so angry that Meng Feifei wanted to sharpen his knife and kill people several times......

In the end, Hao Xingyue couldn't look at it anymore, went to the back kitchen, and began to guide this group of guys to help cook.

With a careful woman as a guide, this group of guys was barely put to use, and Meng Feifei also rested his desire to sharpen his knife and kill people.

Jing Ge and Lin Lansheng, as well as Xuanyuan Che, were discussing in the hall.

and arranged for Zhang Yue, Li Ghost and Li Chen brothers to go out to find out the news.

Xuanyuan Che was more familiar with Falling Moon City, he told some locations and precautions one by one, Jing Ge listened carefully beside him, and asked a few questions from time to time.

The three of them talked for a long time until dinner was ready.

Meng Feifei's cooking skills became more and more exquisite, so a group of strong men appeared, fighting around the plate.

"This last piece of pig's trotter is mine, you loosen the chopsticks for Lao Tzu. ”

"Don't loosen, don't let go of the chopsticks, if Lao Tzu can't eat this piece of pig's trotters today, Lao Tzu will be in a hurry with you. ”

"Shut up, this is obviously what I took a fancy to first, I'll eat!"

"Don't make any noise, I'm the oldest, I'll eat. ”

"Fuck, I'm young, do you love the young? Give me food, I still have to grow my body. ”

"You're long, you've been so short in your life. ”

"Fart, I don't eat it, and a few handfuls are longer than you. ”

And then...... Then there was no more, and these two guys who were better than a few handfuls got off the table and ran to a no-man's corner with great momentum.

Jing Ge thought they were going to fight privately to deal with the problem.

Jing Ge has never discouraged such a thing as fighting.

Some feelings are getting deeper and deeper the more they fight.

As a result, I faintly heard the voice coming back from there.

"Measure, Lao Tzu's is the distance from the thumb to the middle finger, you is the thumb to the index finger, who is longer and who is short?"

"Fart, you use your hands, just your hands like a girl, measure a few handfuls, you are not as long as Lao Tzu's middle finger, don't **. ”

"Dig a slot, you've touched me a few times. ”

"Touch you, bite me...... I'll rub it, you bite ......"

“......”

The picture behind is too unbeautiful, and Jing Ge directly blocked the harmony.

This group of people have been practicing martial arts with their little uncle since they were children, and they can grow into such an open character, and the credit of the little uncle is not small-

Jing Ge ate the pig's trotters in the bowl and hooked the corners of his lips.

Pretty good.

With such a group of heartless guys accompanying Uncle Xiao, it will not make Uncle Xiao too lonely.

A noisy dinner was eaten until the moon hung up, and it was over.

Jing Ge sat slumped in his chair, looking at the bright moon hanging in the sky, and fell into deep thought.

The moons of the three planes are all the same.

Bright yellow, cloudy and sunny, the moon tonight is a half-crescent, and it looks like a smiling face hanging in the sky.

"Come and have a drink. Lin Lansheng walked up to her and handed her a glass of wine.

Although Jing Ge's alcohol consumption is not too good, it is still okay to drink a few glasses once in a while.

She took the wine glass, glanced at her little uncle, who was already a little drunk, and took the initiative to raise her glass and touch it.

"Bang. The cups collided with each other, making a crisp sound.