Chapter 88: This porridge is not as sweet as you

Then I stirred it, and in front of the camera, I drank it all cleanly.

Ye Wanwan, "......"

The first time she cooked red bean porridge for him was on a rainy and snowy night. That day, he came in a hurry. She patiently coaxed him to take a hot bath, and he only took a sip of the freshly cooked red bean porridge and threw it aside.

She asked why, and he didn't say anything, just dragged her into the bathtub and tossed her over and over again.

Finally, he whispered in her ear in a dumb voice, "This porridge is not as sweet as you." ”

"But you can't eat sugar all the time."

She loved him and adored him. Careful consideration for him, no oil, no sugar, not much. He didn't like it, so she had to think of another way to replace it with xylose......

But what did he give her in the end?

A white wedding dress on the red carpet? Or the blood on the floor in the white ward?

"Pei and Pei Shao have all drunk it?"

Li Guangxi was surprised, and even Shi Jin was choked in his throat. Although he also thinks that the porridge made by Ye Wanwan is not bad, but the red bean porridge is still a little chewy, right?

"Hey, you guys don't care about him, he has bad teeth and likes to eat soft rice."

Gu Beicheng said a word, and everyone laughed. Only Pei Jize, thoughtfully holding a small pink and purple bowl, like a wolf, tightly locked Ye Wanwan.

Ye Wanwan, "...... Pei Shao likes to eat soft rice, so he can't look at me like that. My family is very poor. But if you're not full, I'll give you this bowl. ”

"Okay."

When Pei Jize's voice fell, Ye Wanwan's face turned white, "No, isn't it?" I, I'm just kidding......"

As she spoke, her voice became weaker and weaker, until Pei Jize came over and reached out to take the porridge in her hand!

"Is it that good?"

Wang Manting bowed her head suspiciously and tasted it again, still feeling average!

"It's said that he likes to eat soft rice. Oh, okay, okay, don't worry about him, hurry up and vote, wait a while, the fried rice cakes are cold and not delicious. ”

Gu Beicheng urged, and then not surprisingly, eight of the nine people voted for Yang Liuqing.

There is only one person who firmly chose Ye Wanwan.

It's Shijin.

Although he couldn't finish the bowl of chewless red bean porridge, "I fully recognize Wanwan's wit and courage, fried red beans, good idea." ”

"Thank you."

Wanwan smiled, watched Pei Jize vote for Yang Liuqing, took a deep breath, and suppressed his desire to scold.

Pei Jize, "Although I think the porridge cooked by Ye Wanwan is very suitable for my appetite, for the sake of fairness, I still think that the porridge cooked by Yang Liuqing is more in line with the public's appetite." ”

Ye Wanwan, "......"

Crowd, "......"

Then Gu Beicheng couldn't hold back, and Piapia applauded twice, "You're a real dog!" ”

"Poof."

Li Guangxi couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. Then I heard Pei Jize say to the camera seriously, "Gu Beicheng's sentence just now, pinching it off is not allowed to be broadcast." ”

"Broadcast! Why not broadcast! Who told you not to do anything! ”

The two bigwigs and fairies were fighting, and for a while, the camera crew didn't know who they were listening to. Seeing that Shi Jin and Sanqi's fried rice cakes were about to be cold, Li Guangxi rescued the king again!

“OK! Stop! Whether it is broadcast or not, it is a matter of later stage! I'm old and my teeth are bad, can we eat fried rice cakes now? I can't bite when it's cold for a while! ”

Then both lids open at the same time -