dirty room

1.

A lazy man's paradise on weekends.

There is no need to go out at night and return at night. You can curl up in the bed and sleep until your legs and feet feel weak before getting up.

Lin Rong rubbed his eyes in a daze, and yawned big. His eyes, which had just woken up, couldn't bear the strong light for a while, and tears slowly gathered at the corners of his eyes.

She felt that her whole body was soft, like a puppet made of foam, and her whole body was warm and fluffy, unconsciously exuding a sense of happiness after waking up.

So comfortable that I don't even want to get up.

But my stomach growled like a hen.

2.

She tried to think of what else was in the fridge for breakfast.

There is a piece of meat on the bottom shelf of the refrigerator.

Mutton, worth more than 100 yuan.

She really wants to eat mutton, and mutton is one of her favorite ingredients besides hot pot.

The mutton in the north is not as authentic as the south, and you can smell the mutton smell no matter how far you are.

Lin Rong likes the mutton soup the most. The homemade mutton soup is not as perfunctory as the mutton outside. The white mutton soup has a layer of fat floating on it, sprinkled with minced chili peppers and a small amount of coriander. I only imagine that it is bright red and raw white. The color is enough to make people move their index fingers.

It's a pity that she couldn't comprehend the essence of making mutton soup pot. Although everyone cooked the rice with the same ingredients and the same method, the degree of control over the ingredients and heat resulted in a world of difference in the final taste.She thinks the best mutton is definitely made by her best friend and grandpa, but...

She worked hard.

The cooking skills improved a little bit.

Very sad fact.

The only thing that comforts Lin Rong is that her cooking skills are considered good, rather than a natural kitchen killer.

Lin Rong stewed the mutton over fire and added the seasonings one by one.

Mutton soup condenses the essence of mutton, and the longer it is stewed, the more effective it will be.

Lin Rong dragged his face and looked at the pot for a while, then took out his cell phone and answered the call.

"Axin?"

Miao Xin sounded in a good mood and asked, "Rongrong, do you have time on Sunday?"

"Yes, I have."

Lin Rong answered without hesitation.

Then get into trouble.

She foolishly pointed her fingers, counting what she was going to do.

Um... tidying up documents, uh, tidying up housework, and washing clothes, and she also arranged for a coach to learn to drive on weekends.

The more he thought about it, the tighter his frown became.

"I'll treat you to hot pot at noon that Sunday, and the rules are the same as usual!" On the other side, Miao Xin had already thought up an excuse. Lin Rong looked soft-tempered, and she had a little bit of principle, and she was a little concerned about owed favors.

Miao Xin thought idly, how could their good relationship be measured by their interests.

Only Lin Ronghui complied so foolishly.

Should I add a nickname?

Small stuff like that.

There is a different kind of cuteness.

3.

Sure enough, Lin Rong asked suspiciously.

"Anything happy?"

It shouldn't be, she and Muse are as good as one person, and they can't hide secrets from each other.

Is it to celebrate another month of lateness hell?

Miao Xin used this reason for the last celebration.

4.

It's not too early for Muse to arrive at the company.

Because her home is far away from the company, but she also likes to jog for exercise.

At that time, Lin Rong followed her into the company by chance—she always thought that according to Miao Xin's rigorous and serious personality, she should arrive at the company early, so she asked with some doubts, and got such an answer.

Lin Rong's eyes were wrong when he found out.

Consciously or unintentionally, she always plagiarizes Miao Xin's skin that is browner than others, imagining whether there are eight-pack abs hidden under the petite body of her best friend.

Just like she always felt in her dreams that she was stepping on the void and walking effortlessly.

5.

This time Miao Xin told her:

"Your birthday, let's celebrate it in advance." She said with a smile on the other end of the phone, "Well, I have always celebrated birthdays in the old calendar."

Lin Rong's birthday is in mid-May, which is calculated according to the new calendar, but according to the old calendar, her birthday is in late April, which is a few days.

Lin Rong thought about it and agreed.

6.

After answering the phone, Lin Rong happily hugged a little yellow chicken as a pillow, tossing and turning on the bed.

Bed: my waist...

She can be regarded as the best bribe.

Just eat something you like, and you can giggle for a long time.

7.

At this time, a faint singing sound suddenly sounded outside the room.

... cheerful.

Marriage March.

8.

Lin Rong: Meow meow? ? ?

The author has something to say:

Dangdangdangdang ~

Pseudo.Marriage.

Hmm... "married" in Qin Huahua's body.

type:

On the 30th and the next ten days or so, I will try my best to update 3000 per day, if it doesn't work... just treat me as a hot guy.

I am struggling whether to get one for three thousand or get three chapters for the previous chapter.

But it seems that 3 points per chapter is higher

Well, I fixed a small bug. After a long time, I can’t even remember the name of Lin Rongrong’s best friend. I’m very ashamed.