After bombing the kitchen three times and burning down the house twice, Xingyan looked at the blackened half of the wall of his house and knocked on the door next door unbearably.
The beautiful neighbor Shili smiled brightly: "Mr. Xing, are you here to invite me to have dinner with you?"
Xing Yan: "..."
Since then, there has been a pink piggy porcelain bowl on my dining table.
One day dinner
Shi Li held up her arms and held her small bowl, sighing: "I don't like radishes, I don't like tofu, and I hate coriander even more!"
Xingyan looked at the beef brisket stewed with radish, crucian carp and tofu soup, and braised pork ribs sprinkled with coriander on the table, and then looked at the snacks on the table that had been mostly wiped out.
Tell yourself to calm down. This person is so squeamish that even a harsh word can't coax him back for several days.
Then he re-entered the kitchen resignedly.
Innocent and upright Gong Xingyan & beautiful and delicate Shou Shili
(Help! The introduction is so difficult to write!)
Concept: What you think is true may not be true.