Churong's craft is still so good.
Song Cimei took a mouthful of noodles, comfortable!
She likes Churong's good-looking and delicious cooking.
For example, this one is made by Song Ci. She can cook it well!
Watching Song Ci eat happily, Chu Rong is also in a good mood.
"I'll cook and you eat slowly." Chu Rong looked at Song Ci's noodles, stood up and said.
"Would you like a bite?" Song Ci raised his head and finally felt a little embarrassed.
She was eating the noodles made by Chu Rong happily, but Chu Rong was going to cook. How could she think that there was a feeling that Chu Rong had become a cabbage.
"No, I'm not hungry." Chu Rong shook his head and refused.
He's really not a eater like Song Ci.
"How about half a poached egg?" Song Ci, without Guan Churong's words, divided the poached egg into two, then stood up with a bowl, picked up half of the poached egg and fed it to Chu Rong.
Chu Rong looked at the poached eggs, hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth and let Song Ci feed the poached eggs into his mouth.
At the entrance of poached eggs, Chu Rong immediately felt that the poached eggs were more delicious than any poached eggs.
Chu Rong thought to himself, is it because his craft is extraordinary today, so the poached eggs are so delicious.
However, today's poached eggs are no different from other times.
If you have to say something different, it should only be
This poached egg was fed by Song Ci, whining
It's no wonder that the poached egg with the taste of Song Ci makes Chu Rong feel so delicious.
"There are still half." Song Ci picked up the other half and prepared to continue feeding.
But Chu Rong shook his head firmly: "eat by yourself."
Churong finished and went straight to the kitchen.
A poached egg, half for one person, isn't it more interesting to eat like this?
Song Ci: "
Well, Song Ci stuffed the remaining half of the poached eggs into his mouth. It's still delicious. How happy is he?!
Chu Rong was busy in the kitchen, while Song Ci ate noodles quietly.
Chu Rong didn't cook much noodles, so Song Ci soon finished it.
After drinking the last mouthful of soup, Song Ci carried an empty bowl and was ready to be a self-reliance person who washed the bowl after dinner.
However, as soon as he entered the kitchen, the bowl of Song Ci was taken by Chu Rong, and Song Ci himself was ruthlessly driven out of the kitchen by Chu Rong
Song Ci feels a little sad. Why don't you give her a chance to wash the dishes?!
But if you can't wash it, you can't wash it.
Song Ci stood at the kitchen door for a while, and then stepped back.
Speaking of it, I haven't seen Er Huang since I came back. It just means that now, go and see if Er Huang Na Ya is comfortable in the new dog cage.
Opening the door, Song Ci went in.
In the room, the pink color system made Song Ci's temples jump.
The dog cage installed in the room is the same pink color, which doesn't match the Yellow Erhuang at all.
When Song Ci passed, he found that Er Huang in the dog cage was sleeping. He didn't know when he began to sleep.
Anyway, when Song Ci put his aunt's towel today, because he came in directly and opened the drawer to put it in, he didn't go in. Therefore, he didn't know whether Erhuang in the dog cage behind the screen was sleeping or not.
However, if Erhuang didn't sleep, he would make a fuss when he heard the sound of opening the door and pulling the drawer
Not before, so I should have started to sleep before Erhuang.