Wen Zhongjiu said in a very exaggerated tone when he entered the door,

"Wow, that's so fragrant... Huh?! ”

This situation can be said to be quite embarrassing, just like Huang Dashan finally came out of the sadness of the big waist immersed in functional death, and held back his strength to play with his life in a vain attempt to add drama to himself, but he was cold throughout the whole process.

Wen Chongjiu even felt more socially dead - he didn't often have Huang's iron-clad face to carry out this kind of activity.

"No one saw it~" Wei Qingyu said with a secret smile.

No one watches your performance, which means that no one understands your embarrassment.

"Uh," Wen Chongjiu forgot to look at the sky, "Qingyu, you never comfort people. ”

Wei Qingyu smiled slightly, hugged Wen Chongjiu's shoulder, and the height difference between the two prompted her to look up at Wen Chongjiu's gradually rounded jaw like a little fan girl.

"The old lady's whip is very good, do you want to try a more professional one?"

Wen Chongjiu, of course, will not be like Huang Dashan who is accustomed to exchanging words for tickets to be beaten,

"Can I choose a location?"

Wei Qingyu rolled his eyes and looked good,

"It's average-looking, but it's beautiful."

“...”

Behind the kitchen door, Leng Han, who was wearing an apron and carrying a soup spoon the size of Su Yourong's head, maintained the posture of tasting the soup, but all the soup in the spoon had been poured on the surface of his feet.

Leng Han's eyes stared at Wei Qingyu and Wen Chongjiu, like a referee sitting in the referee's seat examining the posture of the gymnast below - and then trying to give a score with the oversized soup spoon in his hand.

Lin Chou's brain was also buzzing for a while.

However, it seems, it seems, there is probably nothing surprising about it?

Leng Han had the resentment of "My No. 1 dog-headed military division was robbed by a stinky man" written on his face, and he seemed to have the urge to extinguish Wen Chong's wine on the spot.

Wen Zhongjiu was embarrassed and embarrassed and suddenly came to inspiration,

"Qingyu, why do you think I have the illusion of robbing Hanhan's girlfriend?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Wei Qingyu put on a smile like a flower, "Xiaoice block~"

Leng Han looked at it coldly,

"Day and night, it is difficult to prevent thieves."

Warm wine: "??? ”

Leng Han threw away the soup spoon, and the cold voice came outside the small restaurant,

"Huang Dashan, shoot a radio for Uncle Wei, and say that his brother robbed his daughter with him."

Warm wine: "??? ”

Don't you wait, Comrade Leng, calm down, shouldn't you have known about this a long time ago!

Not to mention, Huang Dashan, who was pouring warm wine and giving him good wine in the Pangolin, really shouted back,

“emmmm...”

"It's not good, it's too straightforward."

"How's that?"

"I treat you as a brother, but you want to be my son-in-law?"

"After Lord Wei saw it, he felt that he would definitely be able to write a 10,000-word paper."

Leng Han: "Yes." ”

Wen Chongjiu gritted his teeth with hatred,

"Dog thief, return Lao Tzu's wine..."

Huang Dashan's loud laughter gradually became rampant,

"Wahahahaha~ cough~ Huh? Baa! Baa! ”

"Uh-huh~"

After Wei Qingyu coughed lightly, Huang Dashan's voice outside suddenly turned into a sheep's cry.

"Hanhan, come with me."

The two sisters ran to the back and whispered.

Lin Chou was confused,

"What's the situation, Sister Qingyu has learned the art of changing sheep?"

Wen Zhongjiu nodded bitterly,

"She ran to find the warlock, I don't know what benefits she promised, and then I heard that the warlock caught a few dragon vein wizards from outside the territory and came back, and stripped off their various fancy sheep transformation techniques and grafted them onto Qingyu's body."

Lin Chou shuddered, and suddenly patted Wen Chongjiu's shoulder sympathetically,

"That's... You okay? ”

"No, I'm not good!" There were tears flickering in the corners of Wen Chongjiu's eyes, "It's terrible, she won't let me say it, do you know what she did after she turned me into a sheep?" ”

"Herding sheep?"

"Shearing sheep."

“...”

Lin Chou was speechless-

Why is Lord Wen so sad, isn't it just a wool shearing, is there anything strange in this?

Lin Chou didn't know what to say, in short, he just kept a standard expression of sympathy,

"Condolences."

Unexpectedly, Wen Chongjiu's eyes fell on Lin Chou like a torch like a knife,

"You, why do you understand? How do you understand so much?! ”

Lin Chou: "??? ”

Wen Zhongjiu muttered to himself,

"Oh, yes, you have a dog, and you even have a couple of hostesses..."

Lin Chou said,

"Wait a minute, I..."

"Don't ask, ask is that I love her!"

“...”

The ghost knows what Wen Chongjiu has experienced, in short, Lin Chou doesn't want to know anymore.

"What are you talking about?"

Wei Qingyu came in with Leng Han, secretly made an expression to Wen Chongjiu, and whispered,

"That's it."

Wen Chongjiu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Leng Han's face was still strange, and he said to Lin Chou sullenly,

"I still think it's weird."

Lin Chou immediately said that he was on Leng Han's side, and he had just stood on the moral high ground and severely criticized Lord Wen Chongjiu with the eyes of extreme justice and the core values of socialism of five stresses and four beauties.

"Snort~" Leng Han smiled, "Liar." ”

And she said worriedly,

"Zhao Er is like this, the old man is like this, Sister Qingyu is still like this, I feel that our family is so embarrassed."

This Lin Chou didn't dare to take it at all.

You guys are so good that you can wear a pair of pants, Xue Zhen, Aunt Lin and Niu Lanqi's has just come to an end, let Mingguang's gossip tabloids or something rest, will you give Jill a holiday?

Warm wine breaks the embarrassment,

"I've brought something good with me - look what it is!"

Wen took out an oiled paper bag like a treasure and slowly opened it with the music of "Dangdangdang".

"Ha, an extremely beautiful, delicate mallard!"

Lin Chou: "!! ”

Wen Zhong said with a smile,

"I took a lot of effort to photograph this duck, do you see it, the third-order high-level, it may be the fourth-order soon!"

The white chubby duck that has been processed is obediently lying in the oil-paper bag.

Wen Chongjiu looked at Wei Qingyu expectantly, Lin Chou stared at the duck in a daze, and Leng Han looked at Lin Chou cautiously.

Quiescence.

Wei Qingyu was a little confused,

"What are you guys looking at—and, surnamed Wen, you mysteriously said that you wanted to surprise me, so you gave my mother a duck??"

Leng Han was more cautious,

"Lin Chou... You... It's okay..."

Lin Chou gritted his teeth and smiled on his face,

"Nope! Affair! ”

Take advantage of this surnamed Wen's inattention, first give him a pan, and then summon a big shovel to play a set of fancy shovel methods that are disgusting and hateful, and finally use the sun to make up for a bow, you should be able to die, right?

Everyone said their own thing, and no one paid attention to what the guy except the person in his eyes was saying, and what expression was on his face.

The words "gentle" are vividly interpreted by words and deeds.

"The weather has been very hot recently, Qingyu you are always careless, your face has acne, the duck soup is a warm supplement, add Zhongqi first, and I will go to the alley to catch a pair of medicine for you the next day, you must remember to eat."

Wei Qingyu could say anything, as if his face was blushing or something.

"Good..."

Wei Qingyu glanced at the warm wine softly, and then said to Lin Chou,

"Go, stew the duck."

“... Okay. ”

Since when did he Lin Chou offend Sister Qingyu, it is better to do it from the heart.

Heheda, I really hope that after Sister Qingyu cheats Ya, she will send him to the shooting range as a breeder.

Lin Chou said to Leng Han,

"This thing is oily, you better stay in the house, and the fish soup will be ready soon."

Wei Qingyu's eyes lit up,

"And fish soup?"

She wasn't actually looking forward to what kind of duck soup, although the sour smell of love can occasionally deceive her appetite, but it doesn't mean that she doesn't want to taste fish soup?

Leng Han's gaze immediately pierced over,

"That's mine."

"The little girl has also learned to protect food?"

"Mine!"

"In vain, the old lady fed you a little girl with a handful of and urine, and others still say that I am more dear to my mother than your own mother, and the old lady and the big girl of the yellow flower have all recognized it, how can you be so ruthless and so ungrateful in Xiaoice, woo woo..."

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