Mixed Miners

Yu Qiang snorted a few times. "Is it worse than that? Who dares to be worse than me? I only took more than 3,000 pieces a year, is it terrible?"

Everyone looked at him with pity, Gao Wenfeng said excitedly: "Too he`m mother is terrible!"

Yu Qiang: ...

This snoring, everyone forgot the things just now, the column suddenly said: "You have heard of oil, there is an iceberg in the desert!"

Dou Yuntao gave him a slap in the back of his head with a white eye. "Hey? If there is an iceberg in the desert, Laozi eats him!"

The column was wronged and the head was still not talking. Gao Wenfeng said, "This is not awkward, it is true. Weibo has been arguing over the past few days, and there are pictures. You can see it yourself!"

So everyone started looking at the phone, Yang Ling also opened the news side to look at it, and there are news of the desert iceberg, and with dozens of high-definition pictures.

"I really want to see, such a hot day, if you can sit on the iceberg and eat some iced watermelon, it is so cool!" Dou Yuntao grinned while watching the phone.

Yang Ling said eccentrically: "You know when you call the fourth, he is there, you ask him to be cool!"

“Really?” Dou Yuntao raised his head.

"Of course it is true. He planted trees there. The temperature in the desert is 70 to 80 degrees in the daytime. The iceberg is still for me."

"Cut ~!"

Everyone raised a **** on him and brushed it up neatly.

Xue Yurong couldn't help but laugh, wiped her tears and looked down at the phone.

Dou Yuntao pushed the mahjong in front to the middle. "Continue, let's continue, the second child, don't brag, and hurry to think of a new project that can make a fortune!"

Gao Wenfeng said: "I remember to slap me this time!"

Yu Qiang also said: "And me!"

Yang Ling’s face became dark and his heart was full of sorrow. Laozi said it was true. Why don’t you believe it?

......

It seems that I have eaten the brains of Yuan Zhen. Everyone is full of spirits. It is like playing chicken blood of several hundred CCs. The sound of the mahjong table is loud, Yang Ling did not catch up with the mahjong table, so she had to accompany the two sisters Xue Yuqin. A whole night of poker.

It’s dawning that everyone’s refreshing squad, when I got home, it’s already past nine in the morning.

"What a good thing!"

Yang Ling took the Yuanxiao brain from the ring and washed it in the basin. Then he cut it into a large slice of the palm, and opened the grill to prepare the seasoning.

The grill was turned out from Dou Yuntao's storeroom. After the last spring tour, this thing has been left there. In the twinkling of an eye, it has already arrived in the summer.

"哧~"

The pieces of meat were placed on the flaming grill, and a white smog appeared. At about the same time, a fragrant incense that could not be dissolved was filled in the kitchen. Yang Ling quickly closed the windows, doors and exhaust fans.

If the fragrance is gone, it is estimated that the cats and dogs in the yard will go crazy.

Add some salt, um~ add some chili noodles... and pepper... oh... chopped green onion, oh! Even the chopped green onion...

After three or four minutes, the slice of meat slowly turned into a tender red from the crystal clear pink. It looked like the outside was tender and tender, and the flavor was mixed with the smell of spices. Suddenly, the saliva could not stop flowing.

"Hey~~ try it first!"

Yang Ling couldn't wait to grab a piece into his mouth, just at the moment of his mouth, he lost, crisp feeling, full of strange fragrance, sweet and mixed with a touch of spicy and refreshing, this taste, he swears long It’s never been eaten so much, it’s so delicious that it’s unspeakable.

In a short while, seven or eight pieces of barbecue on the grill were all eaten by him. A lot of vitality was like a melting stream of snow-capped mountains. It was gathered in Dantian. After ten minutes, the flames of the original half of the dantian had only recovered. The size of the basketball is fully restored to normal.

Yang Ling stared at the flesh in the dish and excitedly smashed his body, and he ate seven or eight pieces! There are about thirty pieces on the plate.

He recalled the situation in mining, and judged that there should be a lot of Lanterns in this system. Since the brothers have eaten, they can't be inferior and forget their own women.

So he stopped the barbecue and called Han Xinglin.

Han Xinglin is preparing to go to work with the steamed buns. After the connection, I have some strange questions: "Yang Ling, what are you doing this early?"

"Hey, hoe, hurry to my house, I invite you to eat good things, very delicious!" Maybe Yang Ling's tone of voice is too sly, Han Xinglin's face is shy and red, Jiao said: "I don't come, big I lied to me early in the morning!"

Yang Ling quickly explained, "I didn't lie to you, I really didn't lie to you. It's so delicious. If you don't come, you will regret it!"

Han Xinglin’s face was redder. I thought for a while before I whispered, “That... you wait for me, I will come over and see, I have to go to work in the morning, if...if it’s not good... you die deal!"

Yang Ling’s fox-like smirk hangs a few times. Since the last time she attended Yang Xu’s wedding, Han Xinglin took the initiative to help him solve the big problem with his hand and mouth. So he was a little addicted, and she lied to her if she had time. Play, by the way, this gimmick has begun to guard.

Then he called Han Xue again. Han Xue didn't think so much, and promised to come over later.

In less than ten minutes, the door bell rang, and Yang Ling opened the door and saw Han Xinglin wearing a knee-length floral summer dress, standing in the doorway, holding breakfast in her hand, a red fire car parked in roadside.

Yang Ling threw the steamed buns in her hands into the trash can~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Pulling her hand, she ran to the room.

Han Xinglin screamed, and he couldn't help but get in. He suddenly jumped into the heart, and his white cheeks flew up two groups of blushes. When he remembered that kind of thing, his body was sore.

However, Yang Ling did not pull her into the bedroom, but took her to the kitchen door.

"Oh!" Han Xinglin is more sour, is this guy ready to be in the kitchen...

Yang Ling pushed open the door of the kitchen, and then a thick fragrant incense came to the surface. "Hey, hoe, smelling incense is not fragrant? It's delicious, come in!"

Han Xinglin looked at the fiery barbecue grill, the oily salt vinegar on the stove and a slice of meat that looked like crystal clear pink, and the air was filled with a thick fragrance, which made me understand Hey, the face is shy and redder, and he keeps twisting his skirt.

Yang Ling let go of her hand, and then put a piece of Yuan Zhen’s brain on the grill with chopsticks. With a slight “哧~”, a strange fragrance came, Han Xinglin suddenly had a pair of big eyes, "What kind of meat is this, good fragrance~!". (To be continued.)