419 Lovers: President Leng's Crazy Night

Adding such a lunch box and such bamboo chopsticks, no matter how you look at it, it tastes like a migrant worker.Bai Xiaosheng Novel Network www>

Jian Jian not only twitched the corners of his mouth, but also twitched between his eyebrows.

Seeing that he didn't do anything for a long time, Su Mumu stuffed the bamboo chopsticks into his hands enthusiastically, smiled sincerely, and said coquettishly in a nasty voice she hadn't experienced in 20 years:

"Oh, I cook right after I called you. They know that you like abstract art, so you deliberately put these dishes in an abstract way. Don't waste their efforts. You can see that their hands are injured. gone."

The voice was so simple that I couldn't help but feel numb, and my eyes looked over the several grids of the lunch box one by one, which was indeed quite abstract. [

Finally, it stopped on her so-called injured hand, which was indeed red and slightly swollen, as if it had been soaked in water.

If this is the case for cooking injuries, people all over the street will be injured while cooking, then their fingers must be frozen.

Simple and calm, he took the bamboo chopsticks and tapped lightly on her fingers:

"This red sausage is good, quite appetizing."

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Queen Mother Jane, you are really good at finding the key points, Su Mumu quickly retracted her hand, and imitated the dog blood woman in the dog blood TV, twisting her shoulders very artificially:

"Oh, look at this braised pork. The color is ruddy, the taste is rich, and the sauce is fragrant. It is fat but not greasy, thin but not sticky! It is suitable for all ages. It is a good product that nourishes yin and strengthens yang. , you see how much I think about you, you work harder and harder every day, you have created a high gdp for our country, you are the pillar of the motherland, the pride of our people, you are..."

"Is there anyone who praises his cooking so much?" Queen Mother Jane calmly interrupted someone's endless praise.

Su Mumu still maintained a "yes" mouth shape, blinked, as if she had overdone it, and smiled dryly at Jian Jian, "Excessive modesty is equal to pride, and I am also seeking truth from facts."

Jian Jian didn't speak, but just looked straight at her, which made Su Mumu feel guilty for a while.

Just when she thought he couldn't move his chopsticks, Jian Jian looked away, and elegantly stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the three meat and one vegetable placed in front of him.

Tasting one by one with a calm face, Su Mumu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. She never thought that he could really move the chopsticks. Those meals can be seen at a glance that they have been touched, and in such a cold day, all the meals have already been eaten. It's completely cool.

When the tip of the chopsticks just touched the greasy braised pork, Su Mumu reached out to stop it.

Simply looked up at her.

Su Mumu avoided looking at him, and said weakly:

"Don't eat it."

"Didn't you make it just for me?"

"Anyway, don't eat it."

"My wife worked so hard that she even hurt her hand into a red sausage. If I don't eat it, wouldn't it hurt your heart?" Jian Jian stared closely at the drooping face, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. [

"I've changed my mind, I don't want to give it to you." Su Mumu let go and wanted to take the lunch box away.

The tip of the simple chopsticks pressed firmly, not letting go.

The two were deadlocked, one wanted to take it away, the other refused to let it go, one sat and looked up, and the other stood and looked down.

But the aura of standing is obviously not as strong as sitting. Although Jian Jian didn't speak, those eyes almost pierced Su Mumu.

Su Mumu secretly scolded herself for being worthless, damn, he can eat whatever he wants, why stop him?People don't mind, isn't she shooting herself in the foot?