Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

The fat man put all the dishes on the table and pulled in a few chairs. He also advised Zhang Qiling to take a rest, but the child was too stubborn and refused to move.

At this moment, Tian Zhen who had returned was just enough to control this stubborn guy. The fat man smiled and washed his hands, then said to them, "It's time to eat! It's time to turn off the TV, okay?"

"Okay." Wu Yi agreed and operated the remote control.

Zhang Qiling watched Wu Yu move, and then he stood up as well. Yan Bucun silently rubbed his fingertips that had just touched, the remaining temperature on them was really too weak.

Zhang Qiling, after following Wu Mi and Hei Xia Zi for two steps, realized that Yan Bucun was still sitting on the sofa in a daze.

"Yan Bu Cun." Zhang Qiling didn't understand why some people would not be enthusiastic about the dishes cooked by the fat man.

Yan Bucun came back to his senses and immediately put on his usual gentle smile, and the unexpressible sorrow in his heart was completely wiped away.

Yan Bucun covered it up with a lie, "I was looking for my phone just now. I wanted to call Liu Sang down to eat, but I couldn't find it in my pocket."

Not sure if what he said was too perfect or too clumsy, Zhang Qiling looked at Yan Bucun's coat, and finally nodded slightly, "Okay."

Hei Xia Zi, who was completely watching the epic love triangle drama, did not follow Zhang Qiling to the dining table.

He paused there, half turned away, with no smile on his face.

Hei Xia Zi didn't want to frivolously mock a person's sincerity here. He really felt powerless about Yan Bu Cun's endless pursuit.

If Yan Bucun liked someone else instead of Zhang Qiling, someone who was not suitable for companionship, Hei Xia Zi would persuade Yan Bucun to give up without hesitation no matter what.

But the one he liked was the best, the most popular one, a child with emotional disorders who knew nothing.

But Wu Yi and his friends' white moonlight filter is too strong.

But anyone can do it, except him.

Because the difference between him and Zhang Qiling and the other party's attitude towards him was obvious to anyone with a discerning eye...

An unbridgeable gap.

Zhang Qiling didn't care whether he had believers or not. He didn't even understand the value of an unconditional follower, because from the beginning to the end, he didn't need such a person to fight for him.

But in Yan Bucun's view, it was salvation, it was God, it was the best thing in the world... it was his hope of life, and it was the roar of his heart that he would never be able to feel when Zhang Qiling came to the rescue.

Zhang Qiling does not understand love, but serving God is his lifelong pursuit.

Thinking of this, Hei Xia Zi twirled his fingertips, always feeling that something was missing.

So, before Yan Bucun noticed his sight, he quickly shouted to the fat man, "I'm going out to smoke a cigarette, leave me some of that..."

Hei Xia Zi thought for a moment, then pointed to a plate of braised beef and said, "Leave some for me, I'll mix it with green pepper and shredded pork fried rice."

"No, the taste will go bad if you eat it now. It has to be put in the refrigerator. If you heat it up later, the soup will be thick..." the fat man muttered.

And he really didn't know why Hei Xia Zi had to smoke that cigarette.

But Hei Xia Zi didn't say much and just turned around and left.

Then, when he went downstairs, he accurately took the cigarettes from the front desk. Before the man could even stop him, he heard Hei Xia Zi holding up the cigarette box and saying, "Put it on Wu Yu's account, the one who lives in 302."

Yan Bucun, who was still staying in room 302, had already noticed Hei Xiazi's pitying look.

But he still called Liu Sang to use the same words he had used to coax Zhang Qiling. However, Liu Sang was also sorting out his thoughts at this time, so he hung up the call the moment the screen lit up.

Yan Bucun hit it again, trying to divert attention.

This time Liu Sang answered the phone. "What's the matter?"

"Come to Room 302 for dinner, Fatty is ready." Yan Bucun said matter-of-factly.

Liu Sang didn't want to get involved too much with him, and just when he was about to refuse, he heard Yan Buyun continue, "Wang Can won't eat with us. He ate last time. The reason he invited you now is just that Fatty wants you to taste his cooking skills."

Yan Bucun cleverly avoided what Liu Sang was worried about, and also thought of a reason to invite him to dinner.

"Let's go together." Du Jing, who was in the same room with Liu Sang, stood up. "Eating is the most important thing. And judging from your condition, you must have been sleepy for a long time. The snacks Wu Yu gave you are not enough to fill your stomach."

Du Jing glanced meaningfully at the compressed biscuit packaging in the trash can.

Liu Sang's stomach growled at the right moment, and he quickly covered his mouth with his hands. His face turned red with embarrassment. Finally, he figured it out and agreed to Yan Bucun on the other side of the screen, "Okay, I'll go down now."

After everyone gathered, the young man also came back. He had been patrolling the area for many years as a habit, so after entering the door, he washed his hands skillfully, took his own bowl, and began to eat at a leisurely pace.

Zhang Qiling picked up some food for the young man and others, and the fat man poured water for everyone. The joyful atmosphere made Liu Sang, who survived the disaster, finally feel down to earth.

"Eat, don't be shy, just take whatever you want, all you can eat!" The fat man looked at Liu Sang who was so shy and didn't care about the embarrassing things that happened in the market in previous years.

Seeing the fat man's enthusiastic look, Liu Sang moved away a little with an expressionless face and moved closer to his idol. The young man was busy picking up food from Zhang Qiling, and for a moment, his chopsticks were moving so fast that they seemed to be tangled together.

Wu Yu on the other side hurriedly advised, his face showing a miserable fate because of the brotherly love between Zhang Qiling and the younger brother, "You guys go slower, the fat man's dishes are delicious but you can't pile them up like a mountain."

After hearing this, Zhang Qiling immediately put away his chopsticks and started eating the mountain of food in his bowl, as if the fight with the young man just now was done by someone else.

He was so well behaved that Wu Yu didn't know how to discipline him.

Turning around to take a look at the young man, he was even more amazing. The dishes piled on the rice were so magnificent that they almost reached his chin.

The fat man couldn't stop smiling when he saw their fighting and yet humble attitude.

"Now you know how to care for your brothers. In the future, if one person wants the stars in the sky, you all should pick them and give them to the other person!" The fat man was picking the meat from the ribs, eating as he spoke. He was so heroic.

Xie Yuchen, who was full quickly, wiped his mouth carefully, in sharp contrast to the fat man.

This commonplace way of getting along once again shocked the little heart of Liu Sang, a toxic fan.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t had such a peaceful meal for a long time; maybe it’s because there are only compressed biscuits from work on my table; maybe it’s because the people around me are unwilling to stay...

Liu Sang had kept people at a distance for many years, so he had long forgotten this feeling.

Everyone was having a great time and no one was left out. Even in front of Du Jing, the fat man had carefully placed a piece of fresh and tender loofah that was closest to him and suitable for his age.

Happy, very happy, so happy that it seems to be overflowing.

Liu Sang lowered his head and silently put the really delicious dish into his mouth.

Now there is no forced coercion, no purpose.

Just one meal suddenly made Liu Sang really want to join this big family, and not just because of the idol.

"We've eaten, so where is Wang Can going to eat?" Liu Sang didn't notice that he had blurted out such words because of the atmosphere.

He actually began to hope that Wang Can would be as gentle as they were. But after coming to his senses, Liu Sang felt that he was really possessed by another's body, which actually touched his heart that had never wavered.

The fat man took the lead and patted his thigh, "Don't worry, he won't starve! He plans to go out to eat by himself."