Anecdotes about Xiaoshou in Sichuan and Laogong in Northeast China

It is not known whether the manager is worthy of having cool white blooming arms, but what is worth cheering for is that after the manager left tonight, the little cutie miraculously opened his reserved mouth:

"I want to eat your Nongle Thirteen Spicy Shrimp, the super spicy type"

Hot and hot!Don't say super spicy!It can be spicy!

Brother Huayi didn't even fart, turned around and went into the kitchen without saying a word, and put on his pink hello

Kitty apron, preparing ingredients, burning oil, starting a fire, and making it together, is like practicing thousands of times.

The little cutie saw the big guy so stupid and skilled, and thought, "Am I fucking sick? What are you doing with this guy?"

Xiaocuti looked at Brother Huaarm from head to toe, and from foot to hair, and sighed silently in his heart.

Stupid guy, really stupid guy.

My own thoughts are almost clearly written on my face in private, this person still looks like a fool, I really don't know why I like such a person, it's a waste of my feelings!

He leaned lazily against the kitchen door and asked, "Don't you know what I'm angry with these days?"

Brother Flower Arm thought for a while, then nodded honestly.

Xiaocuti simply moved a stool and sat at the door of the kitchen to watch him cook: "The fan meeting that day, how did you feel after you came on stage?"

Brother Huaarm said honestly: "My mind is blank..."

Cutie asked: "Then what you said to me and what you did to me were all subconscious?"

Brother Huaarm thought for a while, and it seemed that this was really the case.He kept chopping vegetables in his hands, but his thoughts flew back to that day.Even though he was so tall and big, his legs were trembling before he went on stage. Seeing so many fans in the audience, he felt a temporary sense of fear.In the end, it was Xiaocute who held his arm and brought him up step by step.

He suddenly thought of the day of his two-debut meeting. There were very few people at the press conference, not even fifty people, and there were only a dozen or so reporters. The audience in twos and threes were hired by the company to hold his two lamps. The person who called the card called him the wrong name and made a lot of jokes.

At that time, they really had nothing and no fans, so they made their debut so directly for no reason.

However it didn't work.

His legs were still trembling with tension.

At that time, the little cutie smiled, pulled herself onto the stage step by step, bowed 180 degrees to the audience, and said, "Thank you everyone for coming to our group's debut conference."

Three years have passed, and my shortcoming of being afraid of media cameras has not been improved, but has remained unchanged.But it seems that as long as this person is by my side to accompany me step by step, it's no big deal.

The little cutie sat at the door and looked at the big guy with a kitchen knife in his hand. She was in a daze for more than a minute. Under the sunlight, the expression on her face gradually softened, and there was a little tenderness on her sharp-edged face. She thought that this guy Got the hang of it.

Who knew that he opened his mouth and said, "Do you want celery or green pepper as an ingredient?"

The little cutie smiled: "...I'm going to kill you..."