Kim Jisoo swears that he has never wanted to sword a person so strongly!

This man didn't know whether he was really stupid or pretending to be stupid, so his threats, intimidation, coercion, and temptation all became useless, just like a boxer, who threw a punch with all his strength and missed it.

This feeling of having nowhere to do it is terrible.

With a loud bang, Kim Jisoo closed the door and left.

Leaving only a dozen men looking at each other, Park Byung-ji and Wu Dongjun glanced at each other and made eye contact with both of them: "The squad leader is in trouble." ”

Zhang Wenliu muttered: "If you don't add sugar, you don't add sugar, who will you show your face?" ”

Angry prosecutor left, the people from the Garibong Cave Police Station immediately cheered.

Even Park Byung-ji and Wu Dong-jun, two old fritters, gave Zhang Wenliu a thumbs up.

The policeman who dared to confront the prosecutor was also the first time they had met.

Regardless of whether Zhang Wenliu is stunned or not, at least people dare to act and not let the brothers below suffer.

With this kind of leadership, even if you do more work, you are willing.

Kim Jisoo is a trouble, especially for the current Jang Wen-roo, his mental pressure is not as easy as it seems on the surface.

The prosecutor is powerful, he has long been taught in major film and television dramas.

But this kind of thing can't be softened.

Men can be soft in some things, but when facing women, especially strong women, they must stand up and not be looked down upon!

"Dingding-ding-"

When Zhang Wenliu was deep in thought, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, and when he took it out, he saw that it was Song Hye Kyo calling.

He picked up the phone, and Song Hye Kyo's sweet voice came from the receiver: "Oba, you haven't contacted your home for a few days, have you changed your mind?" ”

If you change your mind, you won't change your mind, at most you will be a flower.

Zhang Wenliu suddenly remembered what the director said that he wanted to find media publicity to arouse attention.

I don't have this channel, but Qiao Mei has it, who else in the stick country can have more influence than Qiao Mei?

"Sister Qiao, you also know, I just became the person in charge of the Garifeng Cave Police Station, and I have a lot of things to do in the office, and I haven't even returned home in the past few days......"

Zhang Wenliu poured bitter water, eager to say that he was the first person to serve the people in the stick country.

He jumped straight over his affair.

After listening to him, Song Hye Kyo felt that the first of the top ten good people in this year's stick country was none other than Zhang Wenliu.

"Oba, you have worked too hard, or you resign, I will make money to support the family, and you are responsible for being beautiful as a flower."

Song Hye Kyo has been smooth sailing in her career, and the money she earns will never be spent in ten lifetimes, but her goal in life is to find a wishful husband, and then she can rest and teach her husband and children at home, and be a virtuous helper.

In the words of later generations, Song Hye Kyo is pure love brain.

It's a pity that the relationship is bumpy.

When Zhang Wenliu heard this, he was furious, "Sister Qiao, I see that you haven't opened the house for three days, quickly report the address to me, I want to wake you up with the big stick of XXISM, a capitalist fool." ”

Because Song Hye Kyo was in love with Lee Byung-hun, she didn't receive notices from 04 to the end of 05, and she didn't even participate in TV dramas and movies.

Now I'm lying in my bedroom doing yoga barefoot.

Hearing that Zhang Wenliu was coming, Song Hye Kyo's toes shrank and her movements were a little deformed, "I'm at home." ”

"Ten minutes!" Zhang Wenliu put the phone in his pocket and rushed to the underground garage like a whirlwind.

……

Dididi——

Song Hye Kyo is trying on clothes in the house, and her lover is coming, and she wants to show her most beautiful side.

Hearing the car horn, Song Hye Kyo threw her clothes on the bed, pulled her slippers and ran out.

Looking at Elantra at the door, Song Hye Kyo was a little puzzled.

"Used car, I bought it for a few days." Zhang Wenliu walked in with a smile.

When I saw Song Hye Kyo, my eyes lit up.

The upper body is an army green long-sleeved sweater, the lower body is a pair of shorts, and the legs are wrapped with bare-legged artifacts, which are as slender as jade.

"Is it pretty? This is the latest trend in Europe and the United States. ”

Song Hye Kyo turned around, and she was glamorous.

Zhang Wenliu had to sigh at the unfairness of the creator, some people are as delicate as porcelain dolls, and some people are like mud thrown off Nuwa's wicker, with potholes.

Song Hye Kyo is clearly at the forefront.

Zhang Wenliu came to the living room as if he had entered his own home, threw himself on the sofa, and leaned on his back.

Song Hye Kyo looked at Elantra outside, thoughtful.

"I'm so hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

After fighting wits with Kim Ji-so for a long time, Zhang Wenliu felt that he had died a lot of brain cells.

Song Hye Kyo sat across from him and pointed to a large pile of snacks on the table: "Eat something first, and I'll take out some takeout." ”

Zhang Wenliuxin said Qiao Mei, you are really not diligent, don't you know how to grasp a man's heart, you have to catch his stomach first?

"Junk food, don't eat it!"

Zhang Wenliu lost his temper.

Song Hye Kyo blinked her eyes and looked at Zhang Wenliu in a daze.

"Don't look at it, I'll cook today and cook you a big meal!"

Zhang Wenliu pinched Song Hye Kyo's face, slipped without losing his hand, and was quite Q-bombed.

At this time, Song Hye Kyo was still a little baby fat, and she was fleshy when she pinched it, so Qiao Mei's face turned into B for a while under Zhang Wenliu's kneading, and squeezed out of the goldfish mouth for a while.

When she came to the kitchen, Song Hye Kyo followed suit, "Do you know how to cook?" ”

Zhang Wenliu said impatiently: "Please change the question mark to a full stop, what do you mean I can cook, just kidding, Lao Tzu is the god of food in Southeast Asia!" ”

Open the refrigerator door –

Zhang Wenliu was dumbfounded, because in addition to beer and drinks, there were a few eggs in the refrigerator, and there were no other ingredients.

"Sister Qiao, don't you usually eat?"

Song Hye Kyo said confidently: "Order takeout, please, this is Itaewon, it's not too convenient to order takeout." ”

Zhang Wenliu looked at Song Hye Kyo, who had a collagen face, and said helplessly: "Takeout is all technology and hard work, eat too much and lose all your hair, have you noticed that almost all the stores that open takeaway will not eat their own things?" ”

Song Hye Kyo shook her head: "I don't know, because I rarely go to the store." ”

Zhang Wenliu was completely defeated, took Song Hye Kyo's little hand and walked out.

Song Hye Kyo cautiously asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Grocery shopping!"

Zhang Wenliu couldn't help laughing, and then buttoned her a hat and mask, "It's not a good thing to be too famous, you can't breathe freely." ”

Next, Zhang Wenliu took Song Hye Kyo to sweep the vegetable market, and the two returned to the big villa with a full plastic bag.

Song Hye Kyo has never carried so many things, walked so far, and collapsed on the sofa as soon as she got home.

"Oba, why do I feel that you are so familiar with the vegetable market, and you are so good at bargaining!"

Recalling the way Zhang Wenliu bargained one by one, Song Hye Kyo felt that the man in front of her was full of fireworks.

It's a very novel feeling, after all, after becoming an actress, her life has become simpler.

The theater, home, and company are basically detached from daily life.

When she saw the cheap vegetables and meat in the vegetable market, she felt that she was in contact with another world.

There are a lot of Korean dramas, and she also thinks that she doesn't need to cook by herself in life, she doesn't need to worry about money, she just eats, drinks and has fun every day.

Zhang Wenliu stuffed the entire refrigerator with ingredients, "In the future, you have to learn to cook by yourself, hire an aunt to cook if you can't do it, and eat less outside meals." ”

"Got it, Granny Jiang." Song Hye Kyo attacked from behind and hugged Zhang Wenliu's bee waist, "But people are so hungry now and want to eat." ”

It was already past five o'clock when Zhang Wenliu came, and when the two of them went out to buy vegetables and came back, it was already completely dark.

Zhang Wenliu washed and cut the ingredients, and waved his hand: "Then let you taste it, the mysterious power from the East!" ”

"Let's have a roast lamb's trotters first!"

Zhang Wenliu soaked the cleaned sheep's trotters in cold water to remove the blood, and then put the processed sheep's trotters into a pot and boiled them in cold water.

Bring the water to a boil for five minutes, skimming off the foam with a spoon.

Add green onion and ginger, light soy sauce and dark soy sauce and simmer over high heat.

Preheat the oven to 200 degrees, break the boiled sheep's feet, brush with a layer of oil and honey, brush the sheep's feet with golden butter, then brush with garlic spicy sauce, sprinkle with cumin and white sesame seeds.

Wrap the trotters in tin foil, put them in the oven, and after five minutes, the roasted trotters are out of the pan!

Song Hye Kyo stood behind Zhang Wenliu, like a follower, wherever Zhang Wenliu wenwen, she followed, holding a DV in her hand, constantly grimacing at the camera, and biting Zhang Wenliu's cheeks from time to time.

"Hmm-it's so fragrant, just smelling it makes me feel like my saliva is going to run down!"

Song Hye Kyo looked at Zhang Wenliu with blank eyes, like a little fragrant pig waiting to be fed.

Tearing - Zhang Wenliu tore the tin foil outside, the golden buttery roast sheep's trotters were steaming hot, and the aroma of meat mixed with garlic was like a cruise missile, drilling straight into people's noses.

Song Hye Kyo didn't care about shooting a video, threw the DV away, grabbed a piece of sheep's hoof and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Slow down, be careful of the burn!"

Jang Wen-roo touched her head dotingly, and Song Hye Kyo gave up her reserve and became a foodie who was carried away by the food.

Sheep's hoof entrance, "hiss-hiss-hot, hot......"

She puffed out her mouth and blew as she chewed.

The skin of the lamb's trotters is crispy and crispy, the taste of the barbecue, the elasticity of the tendons, the outside is charred and the inside is tender, and the entrance is spicy.

Song Hye Kyo swore that she had never eaten such delicious barbecue, and compared to Zhang Wenliu's craftsmanship, those barbecue restaurants in Itaewon should be closed.

She bit a big tendon on her bone, and her little teeth swirled hard, "Snort-" with a soft sound, and she tore it off and chewed it fiercely, just like a sheep's hoof.

The tendons are roasted softly and glutinous, full of toughness and very chewy.

"Here, have some more beer, be careful not to choke."

Zhang Wenliu handed over a can, the pull ring has been opened, and the service is very thoughtful.

Song Hye Kyo took it, "Goo-goo-" drank half a can of beer, "Hiccup-"

A sip of beer, a bite of sheep's trotters, and a bone gnawed naked, Song Hye Kyo's little tongue swept at the corners of her mouth, licking the sesame seeds and red oil stuck to the corners of her mouth.

"Well, wait a minute, there's still a sesame seed here." Zhang Wenliu suddenly leaned his face over, and the tip of his tongue rolled, and a naughty little sesame seed was picked away by Zhang Wenliu.

Song Hye Kyo's eyes suddenly became confused, and her mouth opened slightly, "Oba......"

Zhang Wenliu pressed his hands on Song Hye Kyo's face and pushed her away, "Didn't you see Lao Tzu cooking?" Go aside! ”