food is the sky

The retribution of bullying people too much for a while is that they will reap a moving iceberg afterwards, and the soft puppet becomes a big wild cat that is stroked once and scratched once. Fang Shiqian expressed his regret for this.

If I had known this fate, I should have eaten more times!Eat till you are full!

Since that bed incident, Fang Shiqian has started his dogleg career at any time of call. The most annoying thing is that Wang Jiexi is very good at using him, and it is easy to throw away after using him. But the tragedy is that most of the cases Or ignore it at all and cold treatment directly.

"Why bother?" Fang Shiqian complained to Yu Wenzhou lonely while holding his cup, "It's really embarrassing to play games with strangers even after we're in bed. Don't you know what kind of person I am after all these years?"

"Hmm..." Yu Wenzhou beat all kinds of fruits into sauces and poured them into rows of molds to freeze them in the refrigerator. You come to encounter once every three to five times or even four times a day, I also think that you are not such a perverted person."

Huang Shaotian nodded in agreement, and persuaded Yu Wenzhou earnestly: "So you stay away from this kind of person, what if you get sick? What if you don't take medicine and get sick and hurt you, I will die of heartache."

Fang Shiqian rolled his eyes vigorously, this kind of person who seized the time to show affection deserved to be dragged out and burned to death.

I don't know if it's because of Yu Wenzhou's relationship or Fang Shijing's relationship, but Huang Shaotian especially likes to run to this bar now.And it is specially picked when the normal bar is not open for business, it has a feeling of thinking of this as a dessert house.

Fang Shijing was quite used to him, and Yu Wenzhou even accommodated him, choosing what to drink and ordering Yu Wenzhou to cook.

Fang Shiqian and Fang Rui huddled together at the bar and watched the whole process with relish, and commented with great emotion: "I think this looks a bit like a loving father and a filial son. What do you think, Ruirui?"

"Ah?" Fang Rui struggled to raise his head from the phone to take a look, and complained without thinking: "Boss! Brother Qian'er said you are old!"

The fleeting years are not good, the fleeting years are not good, the fleeting years are not good...

Fang Shiqian was swept out of the house with tears streaming down his face, he took out his phone, checked the time, and decided to stop by to find Wang Jiexi for a fortune-telling.

Yu Wenzhou recently thought of a new way to make drinks. The ice balls full of pulp and juice should not be frozen too thoroughly, just need an ice shell to wrap the rich and soft interior.Then after the cocktail is prepared, pour the fruit ice balls covered with the appropriate color at the bottom. Whether it is waiting to melt before drinking or being surprised with ice balls that can burst at any time, it is always more innovative.

Although Huang Shaotian's hobby is throwing ice pucks into his mouth one after another, and sticking out his tongue when he is full of juice and pulp, Fang Shijing wants to pour him a bowl of ginger tea to help him drive away the cold.

"Boss Jing, don't care how spicy it is, you're already an adult, right?" Fang Rui leaned over and picked up an ice puck and threw it into his mouth. He was covered in goose bumps enjoying the ice, "Look, brother Qian'er said You are old, you should slap him in the face with a young mind!"

Fang Shijing smiled coldly, looked at the children who gathered together and asked Fang Rui kindly: "Have you washed the dishes for today?"

Fang Rui instantly covered his heart in mourning: "Brother, you treat me like this! Let my tender hands wash your dishes every day!"

"It's better than you fooling around with dubious people," Fang Shijing pointed to the back indifferently, "Go wash the dishes for nothing."

Therefore, no matter where it is, washing dishes is something that hinders the deep development of human friendship with each other.

Fang Rui pouted and went to the back kitchen to wash the dishes. Yu Wenzhou was still experimenting with which kinds of fruit juices were mixed together to make the ice ball filling softer and softer. Huang Shaotian sneaked out his phone and typed a line to Fang Shijing. , trying to dig out something about Yu Wenzhou.

"Boss Fang, do you know Yu Wenzhou's identity? You can't just give me some hints, I promise to delete it after reading it and never let it out!"

Fang Shijing glanced at Yu Wenzhou thoughtfully, and his eyes drifted to the expectant Huang Shaotian.He answered something with the phone and returned it to Huang Shaotian, and jokingly said, "You really like Wenzhou Shang, do you like it so much?"

Hearing this, Yu Wenzhou turned around and waited for Huang Shaotian's answer with great interest. Whether he likes or dislikes such a thing is the most lethal thing to say, not to mention Huang Shaotian's temperament will be easy to give an answer no matter how shy he is. .

Huang Shaotian blushed and took a sip from the cup, as if to embolden himself: "I like it, I definitely like it, and if I don't like it, what are you doing after me? Wenzhou is so virtuous, both internally and externally. I sleep in the hall and the kitchen every day." When you wake up naturally, you can have something more delicious..."

The more shy he is, the more he can run the train. Fang Shijing properly stopped Huang Shaotian from praising Yu Wenzhou, and turned his head to make fun of Yu Wenzhou: "So Shaotian is at home but eats and sleeps? Then what is the difference between you and raising pudding?"

"Of course there is," Yu Wenzhou replied without hesitation, "After all, pudding can't warm the bed... Hey... It's not like doing it all over again..."

Huang Shaotian's hands were ready to move, ready to pinch Yu Wenzhou to punish him: "Quick! Say something nice again!"

Yu Wenzhou stretched out his hand to hold Huang Shaotian's hand, his eyes seemed to be drowning with affection: "I raise Pudding because I love you, and I raise Shaotian because I like you willingly."

Huang Shaotian blushed, and suddenly broke free from Yu Wenzhou's hand vigorously, ran to the back kitchen, poked his head out, said a word: "I'm going to wash the dishes too!", and shrunk in completely.

Yu Wenzhou couldn't believe how innocent he could be so shy just because of a word of liking.

Less than two seconds later, Huang Shaotian poked his head out again, and looked at Yu Wenzhou solemnly: "I like you too."

Then he retracted again, so fast that he almost knocked the door on his forehead.

Fang Rui saw that he was hugging his phone and was smiling... so Huang Shaotian asked him with contempt, "Would you help me wash the dishes?!"

Huang Shaotian gave him a ruthless look: "Go ahead and wash your dishes for nothing, I was sent by the superiors to supervise you."

Fang Rui, a kid who eats for free, rose up to resist after being oppressed...ineffective.

Fang Shijing watched the two of them flirt in public, nodded the table and reminded Yu Wenzhou: "He is very curious about you."

Yu Wenzhou nodded: "It's right to be a little curious, although there's no need to hide it from him, but his appearance is really interesting."

Tsk tsk tsk, how did this bad taste come about?Fang Shijing was puzzled.

Forget it, anyway, they both enjoy this kind of thing, just watch the show by themselves, anyway, it is a fact that Huang Shaotian was eaten to death by Yu Wenzhou.Although Yu Wenzhou is almost in trouble, but I can't stand people being happy, and money can't buy me.

Ever since Huang Shaotian got entangled with Yu Wenzhou, Zhang Jiale felt that his body and mind were comfortable and delicious, of course it was because of one point...

"It is said that I was taken care of by a rich woman, but now I am a rich man," Zhang Jiale said with great interest, pointing his finger at Zhang Xinjie, "Let me tell you that the trilogy of romance is almost being taken care of by my boss now... Forget about Lao Han's appearance." It’s hard to make it up for them.”

"How did the male local tyrant come out?" Zhang Xinjie keenly grasped the key point, "And it's still at this point in time!"

Zhang Jiale was stunned, and looked at Zhang Xinjie with some grievances: "... none of my business..."

"Then whose business are you talking about?" Zhang Xinjie turned his head indifferently and continued to eat his panna cotta. "It stands to reason that you still drive me to and from get off work every day on a Yamaha Tyrannosaurus. Why didn't it come out that you were taking care of me?"

That's because all of you in the courtyard will soon know that I am your brother! ! !

Zhang Jiale felt aggrieved and faced Zhang Xinjie's scrutiny on the sofa with the Totoro in a ball: "I will abide by our agreement, okay! I didn't bring him back to attract your attention!"

"But you ran out when you had nothing to do." Zhang Xinjie calmly pointed out that Zhang Jiale's recent actions were wrong. "You didn't talk about it after staying overnight and showed it off. What's the difference between bringing it back and telling me that you and him are back together again?"

"Yes..." Zhang Jiale pitifully bit the panna cotta to build his courage, "You don't agree that everything is an underground behavior..."

This conversation is so weird, Zhang Jiale feels in a daze that he is the son-in-law who was caught cheating on the scene by his wife, that his baby brother is more ruthless than him, and the most important thing is that he is smarter than himself...

"Obviously I should be in charge of you..."

"Have I ever made you worry about it?" Zhang Xinjie gave Zhang Jiale a contemptuous look, with hatred written all over his face, "You're such a fool, what if you get scammed again?"

Life is too difficult, why bother to expose me all the time... Life is so precious that it is rare to be confused, okay?

I think you get confused as soon as you meet that Sun Zheping rather than rarely.

Zhang Jiale scratched his head helplessly, and stretched out his hand to grab another piece of panna cotta: "You don't understand... When I saw his hand, I just... Hey, who was the compensation mentality you mentioned last time? I think that’s probably how I feel.”

"What does his hand matter to you?" Zhang Xinjie grabbed his hand and forbade him to continue eating. "It's time for lunch, so don't eat so many snacks."

Zhang Jiale had no choice but to withdraw his hand, and hugged Zhang Xinjie into his arms: "You look like you should check your household registration. In fact, I am the guard for that mission, do you understand? He is the center and I am the assistant, so if it is the most critical moment I cover him..."

Zhang Jiale, who was still young, hated others to praise him for his beauty the most in his life, but he was inexplicably appointed to play beside Sun Zheping as a beauty guard. Zhang Jiale simply disliked Sun Zheping's distorted and perverted setting from his body and mind.

Want a good-looking bodyguard who can do everything except giving birth, who can cook, dress up, serve people, and fight!

Fuck, you fucking want to stage 007? !007 wants Bond girls instead of handsome guys like me, okay? !

So when they met, they had a fight. This kind of pretext to fight happened many times. Zhang Jiale was forced to succumb to Sun Zheping's force many times. Although they were basically tied, Sun Zheping still had the upper hand.

This kind of friendship was gradually honed into an extraordinary tacit understanding in the life-and-death confrontation between the rainforest and the battlefield. In fact, neither of them knew whether it was fake or when it was true or when it was true. This strange feeling rose up...

Cough...they looked at each other awkwardly on the bed for the first time, Zhang Jiale raised his leg and kicked him lightly: "Boil the water for me! I'm so poor...I'm ass pain!"

He used to lie in ambush alone in the most dangerous place deep in the rainforest, with mosquitoes rustling in the mud all around him, and there was almost no place where he could completely set his feet.There was almost no dry place on his whole body holding his favorite gun, and his body temperature was so high that he could be cooked.Even the spirits couldn't make him regain his sanity from the chaos. With a pistol firmly pressed against his chest, he almost saw Sun Zheping's face in a trance, and couldn't help leaning forward for a kiss...

He woke up almost instantly, the kiss still fell on the muzzle of his love gun "Hunting", the cold touch seemed to remind him of his outrageous behavior just now.It simply clearly showed his thoughts——

He loves Sun Zheping...

Zhang Xinjie got up indifferently and left Zhang Jiale's embrace: "Anyway, I just disagree, there is no reason."

...Zhang Jiale looked pitifully at Zhang Xinjie, who occasionally made trouble for no reason: "It's useless to say so much about feelings just now."

Zhang Xinjie pursed his lips: "A matter of principle cannot be shaken!"

But why does he occasionally make such unreasonable troubles and still insist on this unreasonable principle of unwavering younger brother is so cute! ! ! ! ! !

Zhang Xinjie was laid down on the sofa by Zhang Jiale, who was so hungry that he rubbed his face against his face, and was kissed several times on the cheek.Zhang Jiale smiled mischievously, pressed Zhang Xinjie and kissed his face several times: "Oh, I'm so reluctant, what will I do in the future, brother, live with me forever? That's okay, wash up at night and sleep with me?"

Zhang Xinjie wiped his face, and turned Zhang Jiale's face away indifferently: "Aren't you going to sleep with the local tyrant at night? Or the male local tyrant who raised you. If you don't sleep, I'm sorry that he has kept you for so many years."

"I love your duplicity." Zhang Jiale clung to Zhang Xinjie and rubbed Zhang Xinjie's face vigorously, "I said that I will sleep in the same bed as you when I serve you tonight, baby, when will I sleep with him?" Compared with the days of sharing the same bed with you for so many years."

This is really not coaxing his wife... Zhang Jiale silently raised the lower limit for himself, hugged and rubbed Zhang Xinjie even more shamelessly: "When I was so soft when I was young, how did I grow up to be a little ice cube? Baby we will have lunch at noon today What do you want to eat? Brother Le will make it for you!"

delicious……

Zhang Xinjie moved for a while, then continued to maintain a cold expression: "I am a very principled person."

Zhang Jiale skillfully shunned him: "I know I know, how about sweet and sour pork tenderloin Kung Pao chicken diced mullet soup?"

Very good, this is very good, Zhang Xinjie nodded with satisfaction: "Shall we go shopping?"

Finally coaxed his younger brother back... Zhang Jiale let out a long sigh of relief.

In fact, Zhang Jiale has accumulated a lot of experience in dealing with Zhang Xinjie over the years. When it comes to food, especially the delicious Zhang Xinjie, his principles will waver to a certain extent. As long as he eats enough...

What is the principle...

Both Zhang Jiale and Zhang Xinjie said they didn't know that all the principles are not as important as a good lunch.