Rebirth: movie queen little military wife

Lin wanwan is still at ease when Guan Jianye works.

If it's Yao Lixing, Guan Jianye has 100 ways to kill her.

When Lin wanwan gets home in the evening, Zhou Jin hasn't come back yet.

She is busy these days, so is Zhou Jin.

This will be on the sofa. I wanted to see the news. Just lying down, my stomach rumbled.

Then I remembered that I didn't eat lunch. Lin wanwan went to the kitchen and looked through it. There was no soup left.

She looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator and thought she would often watch Zhou Jin do it. She might as well try it herself.

When Zhou Jin came back, he smelled a paste before he entered the door.

As soon as he opened the door, the smell became heavier. He subconsciously looked into the kitchen.

I saw a fat girl with a spatula turning in a hurry.

Lin wanwan looked at the rice in the pot constantly sticking to the bottom of the pot. He couldn't finish it. He was also desperate.

Why did Zhou Jin get fried rice with eggs one by one and make it one by one?

Lin wanwan is naturally weak in cooking. He was in his last life and still in this life!

Lin wanwan was still thinking about how to dispose of this lump, and the spatula in his hand was taken back.

Then he was held back and carried out.

"Are you going to burn the house?" after Zhou Jin took her out of the kitchen, he looked at her apron and her mouth, and was unable to cry or laugh.

"I cook..." obviously failed.

Zhou Jin could not help but pinch her nose, then untied her apron, and then said:

"I'll come later."

After that, Zhou Jin took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen. However, in 20 minutes, he brought a large plate of egg fried rice and a small half pot of tomato egg flower soup.

Lin wanwan looked at this plate of fried rice with eggs, just like seeing the Manchu and Han banquet, with a green light in his eyes!

Zhou Jin looked at her like this and asked, "eat quickly."

After sitting down, Bala began to move with the plate. After waiting for Bala and his wife, he thought that Zhou Jin had been busy for so long and hadn't eaten yet.

Push the plate out and say, "together."

Zhou Jin looked at her and thought of himself. He sat down and ate with her.

A plate, you take a bite and I take a bite.

Many, many years later, when we recall each other, that plate of egg fried rice is better than all the delicacies of our life.

With enough wine and food, Lin wanwan was satisfied to lie on the sofa, pillowing Zhou Jin's legs and chatting

Zhou Jin had a notebook on his right hand and operated the computer with one hand. Lin wanwan didn't look at it at first. Later, he took a glance and found that it was another analytical picture of the stock market.

Lin wanwan turned over, looked at Zhou Jin on his lap and asked him:

"Zhou Jin, why are you interested in stocks?"

"Yes." Zhou Jin said, paying attention to the computer, as if he hadn't heard Lin wanwan's words.

Lin wanwan looked at his concentrated look, curled his mouth, then continued to lie down, watched TV and ignored him.

After a while, Zhou Jin finished handling the matter at hand and found that the fat girl didn't speak for a while.

Looking down, the fat girl fell asleep with the remote control in her hand.

Zhou Jin reached out and touched her face. Her skin was white and smooth, her face ruddy, but the dark circles under her eyes were powerful.

Zhou Jin thought that she had been tossing around a lot during this time, but the fat girl was so obsessed that she couldn't move her every night, but when she was waiting to hold her, she always couldn't help touching it. After touching it, she couldn't help it