Perverse snake spirit disease×cool disease beauty
Food Blogger×Game Anchor
"Taste the tastes of the world"
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As a qualified food blogger, Jiang Zhi just moved to his new home when he was seduced by his beautiful neighbor.
At the door of 403, Lin Zhouxing was wearing loose home clothes, revealing a shapely and beautiful forearm. Jiang Zhi was stunned. The only fly in the ointment is probably... Her beautiful neighbor seems a bit frail, with a sickly look on her face.
How can this work!
So Jiang Zhi tried his best to feed the "sick beauty".
Today it's braised beef brisket with spicy cabbage, tomorrow it's boiled asparagus…
The Chinese little cook is sure to win over her beautiful neighbor by "boiling a frog in warm water"!
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Lin Zhouxing seemed to have discovered a secret:
His loud-tongued snake-spirited ward manager seemed to be the gentle neighbor next door who cooked and fried in different ways every day.
Still... Quite a contrast...
However, the food is really delicious.
Lin Zhouxing accepted the feeding from his little neighbor with peace of mind, but the little neighbor didn't seem to realize his identity as a host.
Lin Zhouxing started his daily life as a vicious old fox.
Today I will use my trumpet to flirt with my neighbor, and tomorrow I will tease the fucked-up housekeeper in the live broadcast room...
——Very interesting.
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"So... You already knew that I was the room manager of your live broadcast room?"
Lin Zhouxing looked at the angry man in front of him, feeling soft in his heart.
"Yeah."
"Then you didn't tell me!" Jiang Zhi said furiously, "Do you want to see my joke!"
Lin Zhouxing raised his hand and put his arm around Jiang Zhi's shoulders, and the two of them sank into the soft sofa, so close that they could see the fine down on their faces.
Lin Zhouxing's eyes fell on Jiang Zhi's slightly parted lips, his Adam's apple moved, his body leaned forward slightly, closer to her, and his warm breath brushed Jiang Zhi's cheek.
"Don't worry about whether you choose the neighbor or the anchor. Choose me. Both are yours."
Intention: If you want to capture a person's heart, you must first capture his stomach.
