Eighth Master cuts leeks in Qing Chuanwen

Although the aroma is not healthy, but it is so tasteful, the index finger moves, and even "will not turn back".

Yun Si ate a piece, lightly dusted the fine salt particles on his fingertips, and then said with a smile: "Fourth brother, you are wrong, why are potato chips a dishonest snack? Potato chips are serious Tight."

Yinzhen:"……"

Yunhu changed the subject, and said leisurely: "My younger brothers are all worried, are you worried about the elder brother? Did the fourth brother ever worry about me?"

Yinzhen gave a rare smile, but the smile was not very real, he didn't even move his face, he just let out a...smile.

The fourth master Yinzhen said indifferently: "Worried about you? The eighth younger brother is a ghost, so why should others worry?"

Yunxi said: "Fourth master is really wise, my brother admires it."

Yinzhen said succinctly: "Hugh flattering? What kind of plan?"

Yunhu raised his index finger and thumb up. He had just squeezed potato chips, and his fingers were even stained with fine salt. He squinted his eyes and smiled slyly: "Eight words - follow the tricks, follow the vines. I want Baye to do it. Take Pan Xia, wear a scumbag hat, no way."