The younger brother is fierce: the male god walks a bit crazy

club.

"Move it lightly for me." Meng Zhuyao instructed Bai Bai who was carrying a big box, "Yes, put it here, and bring in all the molds for me."

Su Jingxing held a cup of coffee, listened to the noise outside, walked out of the office with a cup of coffee, and saw Meng Zhuyao rolling up his sleeves, gearing up.

"What are you doing?" Su Jingxing put down his cup and stood behind Meng Zhuyao.

Meng Zhuyao kept retreating, and bumped into Su Jingxing's human wall: "Why are you standing behind me? You want to sneak attack me!"

"..." Su Jingxing moved away and rubbed his painful waist: "If I don't stand behind you, you will hit the pillar, so you're ashamed to say me, come and rub my waist, it hurts to be hit by you It's all over."

Meng Zhuyao laughed twice, and immediately helped Su Jingxing rub her waist: "Hey, didn't I see that just now, I knew my husband was the best."

"Ahem, Boss, I'm still here." Bai Bai seemed to have been stabbed in the chest, seeing that many people in the club were already in pairs, even if they were not in pairs, they were already in pairs. I have set my own "goal", unlike myself, I feel that I am still a big light bulb even when I am single.

The kind that is [-] watts bright!
Su Jingxing cast a look over.

"Okay, boss, I'll disappear immediately." Bai Bai made an "OK" gesture, then covered his eyes blinded by love, walked into the training room consciously, and joined the training.

"What did you buy?" Su Jingxing opened the box and opened his mouth slightly: "Yes, you, what do you buy the oven for? Roast chicken?"

"What kind of expression do you have? Don't look so disbelieving!" Meng Zhuyao glared at Su Jingxing. Why didn't he seem to believe that he was "profoundly accomplished" in cooking?
"I don't believe it anymore!" Su Jingxing waved his hands hastily: "Hehe, of course I believe in my wife's ability, but I'm a little worried."

"What are you worried about?" Meng Zhuyao took up the words naturally: "It's okay, don't worry about me, I won't get burned."

"I'm worried that my club will be blown up by you!"

After Su Jingxing finished speaking, he immediately rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away quickly, lest Meng Zhuyao would catch him and punish him to go home and kneel on the keyboard.

"Su Jingxing, stop!" Meng Zhuyao roared in anger, "Just wait!"

Everyone in the club stood up and watched, lying on the door frame and waiting to see Su Jingxing's good show. After all, this was one of the joys of every day.

As for the second fun, it was watching Wish being "hanged" by Liu Mengqi!
"Meng Qi, come and have a look." Wish sent the program to Liu Mengqi.

Liu Mengqi opened it, and a love dialog box popped up, and he vomited: "Hey, can you stop being so clumsy, this is an old meme from decades ago, and you are still having so much fun, don't you?" Say you just learned the code?"

"..." Wish was speechless: "Don't you like it?"

"It's not just that I don't like it, I think you're so stupid!" Liu Mengqi snorted coldly, and changed the program: "Look at this."

"?!" Wish was shocked, looking at the dialog box that popped up on the screen, one love after another, and then directly turned into the entire screen: "Are you a computer major?"

"En." Liu Mengqi was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

"Then how about I play two rounds with you?" Wish sighed, and could only use his nirvana.

That's right, just bring Liu Mengqi to the two rankings, after all, this is the only thing that can attract her interest.

Sure enough, Liu Mengqi put away his disgusted eyes for a while, and nodded: "Then you invite me."

Although Wish has been beaten in terms of procedural skills, fortunately he is a main ADC and a strong output player, especially his shooter, who plays stealthily, often deals explosive damage, and is always a carry player.

Of course, it was based on Su Jingxing's retirement.

Qi Qi stood at the door, her fingernails almost digging into the door frame, and when she saw Su Jingxing running over, she obediently asked, "Boss, can I let you and I solo?"

Su Jingxing showed a puzzled look, and was about to speak.

"Coach Zhuoyue, Coach Cheng, and Coach Gao have all been booked, so..." Qi Qi explained.

Su Jingxing looked into the practice room, and sure enough, everyone already had a match.

"Well."

"Su Jingxing, come quickly and help me!" Meng Zhuyao's voice came from the kitchen, and she heard the sound of plates falling on the floor.

"Ah! I'm coming right now!" Su Jingxing quickly responded, and then pointed to Chen Hao who was practicing speed in the corner: "You find Chen Hao to practice, he is also a mage in the middle lane, just like you, I am a little bit Things to do."

Before Qi Qi agreed, Su Jingxing immediately ran towards the kitchen.

"I told you that you don't know how to do this, so you must try it?" Su Jingxing's joking voice came from the kitchen, mixed with laughter.

"Hey, do you owe a beating again, or do you mean that I haven't hit you for two days, and your skin is itchy again? Believe it or not, I can satisfy your unreasonable request right now?!" Meng Zhuyao raised her palm, facing Su Jingxing Chopped over.

"Everyone, come and watch Meng Zhuyao's domestic violence!"

Although Su Jingxing said so, there was still a smile in his eyes, and he didn't dodge the slightest bit, standing there helping Meng Zhuyao cut the potatoes.

"Are you sure you can eat it?" Su Jingxing looked at half a bowl of soy sauce when Meng Zhuyao marinated the chicken wings, it was dark.

"Why not? That's how I read other people's tutorials." Meng Zhuyao didn't take it seriously, and continued to start her own dark cooking, boasting: "I can tell you, there is still marinated chicken in the refrigerator , I'll make a honey/juice grilled chicken later, you guys have a try."

Su Jingxing was shocked.

"Is this the chicken you marinated?" Su Jingxing took out the black ball from the refrigerator, and asked unrequitedly, "How much vinegar did you put in it?"

"Huh? I put soy sauce."

Hearing this, Meng Zhuyao immediately dropped the Orleans marinade in her hand, ran over immediately, snatched the chicken from Su Jingxing's hand and sniffed it: "Damn, that's the lemon I put in."

"What about these?"

"And black pepper, soy sauce."

"Is that much enough?" Su Jingxing was shocked again. It was the first time he saw this kind of roast chicken, so concise and clear: "Where is the cooking wine? Doesn't it make you afraid of smelling?"

"Didn't I put lemons? That's to remove the fishy smell." Meng Zhuyao showed big innocent eyes: "Isn't it okay?"

"..." Su Jingxing was speechless, he nodded, "Yes."

He chose to wait until the roast chicken came out of the oven, and ran out on the pretext of going outside to buy drinks, and came in after eating outside.

"That's fine, I don't know what you are talking about."

Meng Zhuyao snorted coldly, took the gloves and spread the ingredients evenly on the chicken wings, then put them in a box and put them in the refrigerator: "I'll leave this plate to you, since you want to eat it later, you always have to pay for it." Work a little bit."

"..." Su Jingxing could only take the plate like a dog: "It's okay, you just let them eat and give me the rest later."

"It's rare for you to be so polite. Don't worry, I've already calculated the amount and reserved it for you." Meng Zhuyao nodded, looked at Su Jingxing's slowly serious face, and patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay. , don’t look at me gratefully, after all, I’m your wife now, and I always have to think more about you.”

The expressions on Su Jingxing's face can be described as colorful, but even for Meng Zhuyao's words, he would give up his stomach and "taste" his wife's handicraft.

"Then I must eat two more!"

"Want to eat more? I'll leave one for you. This oven is not big enough to hold much."

Meng Zhuyao calculated the time for marinating.

Exactly one hour.

She spread a layer of tinfoil on top of the baking sheet, then spread the chicken wings on top, squeezed a little lemon juice, and brushed with honey.

Su Jingxing was a little confused watching her series of operations.

"The lemon juice is used to remove the fishy smell, and at the same time, it also has a little aroma, and the honey is used to make the chicken wings baked later have a good color, which is the kind of caramel color, which makes people very appetizing at first glance. That kind!" Meng Zhuyao patiently explained.

That tone, as if he was already a Michelin chef.

"Oh, that's it, hehehe." The corners of Su Jingxing's mouth trembled, but he thought in his heart: If you do this, it will be delicious.

"Medium to low heat, 230 degrees, 20 minutes."

Meng Zhuyao muttered, looked at the instruction manual and adjusted the temperature of the oven, the time was still there, and after putting everything in, she clapped her hands: "It doesn't look difficult, hey, I'm really good, it's so difficult Things, I really can learn it.”

"..." Su Jingxing sighed helplessly.

After 15 minutes, Meng Zhuyao dragged out the chicken wings and brushed them with honey again.

"Don't you understand?" Meng Zhuyao looked at Su Jingxing's puzzled eyes and explained, "This is to make both sides of the chicken wings evenly colored, so that the baked chicken wings will look better."

Su Jingxing nodded half understanding.

"Ding--"

Finally baked.

Meng Zhuyao brought out the chicken wings with gloves.

Not to mention, the color of the chicken wings is really attractive.

"Yes, you!" Su Jingxing raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect that Meng Zhuyao was still a little level.

"Nonsense, don't you forget who I am." Meng Zhuyao said, took out her mobile phone, took a picture and immediately posted it to Moments, with the caption: Let's open a small meeting for the club today.

"Hurry up and call your team members out to try it!" Meng Zhuyao said to Su Jingxing with a smile, and gave him another one: "Glory to you, I'll let you be the first to eat it."