Chapter 82

"No, this is our dinner." He Ye pointed to the kitchen with the same style as the whole thatched house, and said uncertainly.

A small room, barely called a kitchen, only has a large stove and an iron pot that need to be made artificially.

On the wooden table beside, there is a handful of green vegetables, a bag of white noodles, and some necessary seasonings.

Peng Fei's eyes widened.

He murmured, "don't you want to be such a father?"

Xu Zhiyi gave up thinking.

She said wearily, "I don't care. I'll go to the room and have a rest. Whoever likes to eat will do it."

Then he turned away and went out.

He ye and Peng Fei looked at each other.

Peng Fei said, "I'm a little hungry."

He Ye cautioned: "I will never cook. These thick smoke and lampblack will damage my carefully maintained skin!"

Peng Fei: "..."

He looked at he Ye's body with a white eye and gave up the struggle: "OK, I'll come."

At the end of the conversation, he pulled up his sleeve and squatted down to find matches and wood to make a fire.

In five minutes.

Black smoke rose from the sky.

Xu Zhiyi ran over with a loud cough: "what are you two doing? Do you want to burn the house? "

Peng Fei: "..."

"I, I just want to make a fire and cook noodles," he said

Xu Zhiyi held his breath: "and then?"

Peng Fei coughed, "and then it's what you see."

What a mess!

It doesn't burn at all!

He said angrily in his heart.

In the end, several people still couldn't eat the noodles.

Because Xu Zhiyi firmly forbids Peng Fei to touch the kitchen again.

So three people sat on the wooden stool in the living room and looked at the beautiful villa in front of them in silence.

A gust of wind blew, the strong smell of barbecue drifted into the tip of the nose.

Goo Goo.

Three people you look at me, I look at you, each saw the other's face embarrassment.

"No, I can't help it!" Peng Fei suddenly stood up and stared at the villa in front of him.

"Why do we sit here and starve, and people enjoy barbecue like that?"

"I don't agree!" He cried.

He Ye looked at his fierce face, ready to rob at any time, and asked expectantly, "so, you want to..."

"Of course, it's for dinner!" Peng Fei's face was upright.

He ye: "..."

Peng Fei looked at them and said, "what about you?"

He Ye rubbed his stomach and shook his head a little painfully: "I won't go. The heat of the barbecue is too high. I'm afraid of getting fat."

Insist on exquisite design!

Xu Zhiyi glanced at him with relief, turned around and looked at Peng Fei, hummed, "isn't it just a meal? You can't stand this? If I don't go, I won't bow to the silver team! "

[ha ha ha ha ha, I really thought Peng Fei was going to grab food, but you were going to eat. Do you have tendons and eight abs? ]

[sobbing to see what leaves I have withered, why do I have to live such a rough life as a woman ~]

[why the gold team is always so poor, but I just want to laugh and ha ha ha ha ha]

[I may know that I am starving to death, starving to sob myself, and I will never scratch the silver team! ]

[waiting for real fragrance]

[waiting for real fragrance]

[waiting for real fragrance]

Peng Fei took a look at the two teammates and saw that neither of them moved. He stood up and said, "OK, you stay here, I'll go."