Ninety-eight pounds of grouper.

Just a fish head weighs dozens of pounds.

Chop off the head of the fish and put it on the table.

Glanced.

Huang Sheng was sure that the head of the fish was much bigger than his.

He should be able to hold the fish head, right?

The little sister in the foot-washing city, he can pick it up.

Hiss ~~~

Whew~~~

Inhale, exhale, and sink into the dantian.

Huang Sheng grabbed the head of the fish and !! hard

Hey!!

Puff puff~~~

Melodic sound with subtle beats.

Ups and downs, ups and downs, ups and downs......

In front of countless people, he played a divine comedy of ancient times.

It's a shame to lose a lot of hair.

Huang Sheng, whose face was flushed, turned around and ran.

Mistaken!

Mistaken!

The little sister of the foot-washing city, although he can hold it.

But the little sister is wrapped around his waist, and he can hold it without effort.

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The head of the fish was not moved in the slightest.

It was the fans who watched the play who laughed crookedly.

"Hahaha~~~ I can't do it, I can't stand it."

"Spread out, the old man will show you a fart and a fish head."

"Ha, don't laugh, what if someone pulls their pants?"

"I can't hold a fish's head, and Rhubarb really can't do it."

"The farts don't stink, the stinky farts don't stink, the serial farts stink and sound."

"You don't have to move it, just this fart can break the fish's head."

「......」

A loud fart that adds a lot of fun to a dull day.

The poem laughed softly and couldn't stand up straight.

I had to put my delicate body behind Jiang Cheng and hugged it tightly.

The delicate little face smiled like a flower.

The eyebrows, eyes, and lips are all curved into the sweetest crescent moon.

Jiangcheng is no better.

Despite being held by a woman.

Still laughing and shaking.

The laughter sent away the birds on the branches.

But it brought a cool breeze to the people.

"The fan meeting was so much fun."

Countless fans have this thought flashing in their hearts.

Enough laughing, it's time to get back to work.

You can't watch a play.

Other fans who had nothing to do took out the ingredients in the bag.

Abalone, lobster, oysters, prawns, beef......

All kinds of delicious ingredients are washed in a large basin.

These are all good things for barbecue.

Huge grouper, Jiang Cheng plans to make three ways to eat it.

The fish head is used to make chopped pepper fish head.

Take half of the fish meat and make fish balls.

Fish bones stewed in fish broth, then shabu-shabu meat.

The most essential part, of course, is the grouper's maw.

This fish belly, he wants to leave it to the poem to whisper.

Three scumbags dutifully took the camera to shoot.

Jiang Yun and Fu Yao have become good friends.

Two big beauties stood next to them, which also attracted the attention of many boys.

They knew that Jiang Yun was Jiang Cheng's sister.

If you can soak in Jiangyun.

Tut-tut~~~ No matter how you say it, you have to struggle for less than 20 years.

And there is also a poem whispering this sister-in-law.

Hey~~~ It's even more perverted!

But they couldn't find a chance to do it.

Because the three scumbags protected Jiang Yun and Fu Yao well.

The most leisurely thing is the whispering of poetry.

She wanted to too

Help with the cleaning of the ingredients.

But Jiang Cheng didn't let her do it.

Fans, they also don't let the poetry whisper help.

Therefore, she can only stick to Jiang Cheng and be beautiful alone.

Joke.

Poetry whispering is the guarantee of traffic.

She didn't need to do anything more.

It's enough to just stand there.

Although she dressed conservatively - long pants, short sleeves.

But it's still hard to hide the graceful figure.

Being held by a woman from behind, Jiang Cheng is simply not too cool.

The grouper was dealt with.

He was also able to rest for a while.

The delightful big cutie squeezed his back.

The clear touch made him think about it.

No, it's poetry.

Ahem~~~

I have communicated with the person in charge of the farmhouse in advance.

Several large stoves have already been erected on the side.

Jiang Cheng was just about to make a move.

The gray Huang Sheng came back cheekily.

Just in time, Jiang Cheng waved his hand.

"Rhubarb is here, and the task of lighting the fire will be handed over to you."

From a considerable distance, Huang Sheng glared at Jiang Cheng angrily.

But without saying anything, he turned and walked towards the stove.

Although he did not use this wood stove.

But as the old saying goes, if you haven't been to a girl, you've read the study materials.

He didn't believe it, he couldn't even make a fire.

As a pretending criminal, he naturally had to carry a lighter on him.

Match?

Joke.

Someone can't smoke with a match, right?

A Lamborghini-shaped lighter.

The front of the car opened, and a blue cone-shaped flame erupted.

Hiss ~~~qs

Listen to the voice.

Don't talk about some firewood, the hair will be burned for you.

Isn't it simple to burn wood?

Stuff the wood in.

Then stuff the dried leaves into it.

Ignition~~~

"Ahem, cough~~~"

Choked on the smoke and couldn't open his eyes.

Huang Sheng fled from the stove blindly.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Cheng was speechless.

"Are you burning a brick kiln?"

"Who's burning the stove that's stuffed with a head?"

"You can stuff it in, though."

"But I didn't let you stuff everything in."

The vermicelli who is cleaning the ingredients is buzzing with melon seeds.

The sheer volume of information requires them to process quickly.

Then, they realized.

Netizens who watched the live broadcast also realized.

",, what a fast car!"

"Is my mind dirty? Or is he ambiguous?"

"This is not a bus to kindergarten, I'm going to get off!"

"It seems that Brother Cheng still understands quite well."

"I want to have a girlfriend like this, I know better than him."

"That sister-in-law is still quite miserable!"

「......」

Wipe away the tears from the corners of your eyes.

Huang Sheng immediately, immediately, without the slightest hesitation...... I crossed out the word "firewood" from my dictionary.

I was almost blinded by the smoke.

Well?

Huang Sheng, who frowned, sniffed his hand.

Grass!

Why does it stink so much?

Huang Sheng, who was full of disgust, hurriedly found Qing Shui and rubbed his hands vigorously.

What he didn't know was that after burning wood, his hands usually had a smell.

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Huang Sheng couldn't count on it, so Jiang Cheng could only light the fire by himself.

In just a few minutes, several stoves were on fire.

The smoke flew into the sky along the smoke vent and did not choke people at all.

There is an important thing to do when dealing with grouper heads.

Blanch the fish head with hot water.

In this way, the scales of the fish head can be completely scraped clean.

Otherwise, if you make chopped pepper fish head, it will taste very bad.

No one likes to nibble on fish scales, right?

Cats eat fish, but they don't like fish scales!

The well-behaved poem whispered, and followed Jiang Cheng step by step to watch the play.

She is also very quiet and will not disturb Jiang Cheng's work.

To be honest, Jiang Cheng quite likes the way the two get along.

It doesn't take much flirting.

As long as the woman is by his side, he can be happy.

The Dog Food Class is on: sometimes people don't need sweet greasy, but simple companionship!