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Before Wang Xiaoyu moved her chopsticks twice, there was only the last piece of braised pork in front of her.

Zhong Miao was picking at the rice in the bowl, his eyes were still glowing green, staring straight at the piece of meat, his throat trembled slightly.Oil was smeared on the skin of the mouth, and it was glossy, which brought out the blood on that somewhat pale little face.There is a world of difference between eating meat and not eating meat.While chewing the shredded meat in his mouth, Zhong Miao stretched out his poisonous hands to the braised pork!

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The two pairs of chopsticks were just stuck together.

Zhong Miao looked up at Wang Xiaoyu, and Wang Xiaoyu looked up at Zhong Miao.

Wen Shan silently looked at the two people in front of her, the entangled chopsticks, and the piece of meat.

"You first?" Zhong Miao smiled, but the chopsticks did not leave the control range.

"You are a guest, you go first!" Wang Xiaoyu smiled, but her hands did not relax at all.

The braised pork is lying on the plate with oil, the skin is a little browned, and it exudes a burst of aroma.

"You cook delicious food, especially delicious!" Zhong Miao praised cheekily.Ordinary people have to be humble when they are praised.As long as Wang Xiaoyu is humble, that piece of meat will surely fall into her own bowl.Zhong Miao set up the plot in this way.

However, how is Wang Xiaoyu an ordinary person?

"It's just stupid, don't be too polite, eat more! The vegetarian dishes I cook are very delicious!" Wang Xiaoyu was still smiling, her face was flushed and her eyes were watery.Although what she said was very nice, she still showed determination when it came to braised pork.Originally, the plate of meat should belong to her alone, but a foodie 503 unexpectedly appeared on the way!It is really intolerable!If she can't keep this last "dignity", can she, Wang Xiaoyu, still hang out in the foodie world? !

"Tsk..." Zhong Miao smacked her lips unwillingly, looking at the braised pork under the chopsticks reluctantly, the corners of her eyes were a little moist.It has been a long time since she has had a decent meal since she lived and created alone.Right now, although Wang Xiaoyu is not a very good person, Wang Xiaoyu's food is really good.She couldn't bear not to eat, just looking at the oily braised pork, she felt that she was going to be intoxicated, her eyes flickered, and she couldn't help thinking: "It's all caused by meat! Yes, I just love meat ! Don't love the others!"

Wen Shan couldn't stand it anymore, especially Zhong Miao who held up chopsticks and fired at Wang Xiaoyu!

"Xiaoyu, your craftsmanship is really good." Wen Shan lowered her eyes, stretched out her chopsticks, picked out the piece of meat under the burning chopsticks of Zhong Miao and Wang Xiaoyu, and slowly put it into her mouth .

"Hey!" Zhong Miao's gaze followed Wen Shan's hand, and fell directly to Wen Shan's lips, staring eagerly, feeling extremely distressed.

"Yes, is it? Then you eat more, eat more." Wang Xiaoyu smiled convulsively, watching Wen Shan quietly "steal" her braised pork, really can't say anything better words.I could only take back the empty chopsticks in embarrassment, took a mouthful of rice, chewed it tastelessly, and complained sullenly in my heart: "You have eaten up all the meat dishes! I want to eat meat! Eat meat!"

Before cooking, Wang Xiaoyu thought that she would eat three or four meals at least for this meal. After Zhong Miao burped for a long time, Wang Xiaoyu realized helplessly that her food was only enough for 503's foodies to stuff their teeth !Fortunately, Wen Shan didn't eat much.Except for a piece of braised pork, it basically revolves around the green vegetables symbolically.This made Wang Xiaoyu a little relieved. If Wenshan was like Zhong Miao, she would not even want to be full from this meal.

After a "communication" over a meal, and looking at Zhong Miao as a neighbor, Wang Xiaoyu has a lot of experience to sum up.Before Zhong Miao put down her chopsticks, Wang Xiaoyu gave Wen Shan a look and said, "Little locksmith, help me wash the dishes!"

"En." Wen Shan bowed her head in response, stood up and started to pack the dishes.

"Hey, I haven't finished eating yet! Wait for me to add another bowl of rice!" Zhong Miao raised her arm to stop Wen Shan, but Wang Xiaoyu couldn't stop, and shouted anxiously: "Wait for me to eat again, One bite is enough! There are still leftovers, what a waste!" Before finishing speaking, he put a green pepper shred into his mouth.

"Sister, there's no more rice!" Wang Xiaoyu rushed into the kitchen, came out again with the rice pot, stood in front of Zhong Miao, and pushed the bottomed rice pot into Zhong Miao's arms, "Here, you can cook in the pot! I can't find a bowl of rice for you!"

"What did you call me?" Zhong Miao was taken aback, hugged the rice cooker, and turned to look at Wang Xiaoyu.

"Eldest sister..." Wang Xiaoyu's lips moved, and she said it again, feeling a little awkward.

"Well, you're welcome, just call me by my name." Zhong Miao blinked, lowered her head to plan the rice cooker, and gently shoveled on the wall of the cooker with a rice spoon, for fear of missing a grain of rice.When Wang Xiaoyu turned to go into the kitchen, he suddenly raised his head, stared at Wang Xiaoyu's face, and said solemnly: "I'm not much older than you, really."

"Not much older?" Wang Xiaoyu muttered, reaching out to wipe her delicate face, feeling a little unhappy.She has always followed the girly route, and she thinks she is five or six years younger than her actual age.Zhong Miao's attitude when he mentioned age seemed to have seen through something at a glance.It's abominable!Damn it!Wang Xiaoyu gritted her teeth, feeling sorry for her meat dishes and rice.

"It's not much older! I'm 28, and you are 25 at least." Zhong Miao went to play with the rice cooker while talking, not paying attention to the change of Wang Xiaoyu's expression.She has seen countless women with her eyes. She can clearly distinguish who has changed their age, who has had their appearance adjusted, and who has heavy makeup.

Wen Shan was in the kitchen, listening to the conversation.Wang Xiaoyu and Zhong Miao were entangled meaninglessly on the issue of age, just like those two pairs of chopsticks who had been fighting for a long time.In her opinion, Wang Xiaoyu is very enthusiastic, but very naive, not like a 25-year-old.And what about Zhong Miao?Wen Shan couldn't tell, because she felt that Zhong Miao was even more childish than Wang Xiaoyu!

However, how can such a naive person direct a movie as profound as "Vanilla"?

"I'm too lazy to argue with you, eat quickly!" Wang Xiaoyu twisted her slender waist, gave Zhong Miao the back of her head, put away the empty plate, and walked into the kitchen.

"Don't be embarrassed! Let me tell you, it's common for actresses to change their age, I don't care." Zhong Miao looked at the half bowl of rice dug out of the rice pot with satisfaction, and said to herself with a smile: " Like you, it is still possible to tell reporters that you are 22, and few people will find out. Really!"

There was the sound of splashing water in the kitchen.

Wang Xiaoyu washes the dishes, Wen Shan cleans the dishes.

"Miss Zhong and I have known each other not long ago." Wen Shan spoke first, she wanted to justify something.But only halfway through the words, I felt my face turn red.This kind of justification itself is superfluous, and if she doesn't justify it, she is afraid that Wang Xiaoyu will go deeper.

"I understand. Love doesn't matter how long or short it is!" Wang Xiaoyu nodded, and changed the topic in an instant: "However, no matter how you like it, it still depends on character first. In my opinion, her character is not good!"

Thus, the meeting to criticize Comrade Zhong Miao started silently in the kitchen.

"Miss Zhong's movie is very good." Wen Shan tried to save her, but she could only choose the most certain words to say.

"But she can't eat!" Wang Xiaoyu came to the bottom of the pot and directly convicted.

"She's probably hungry..." Wen Shan was really shaken, and when she looked out, she saw Zhong Miao was still eating, feeling speechless.Shouting hunger and going to other people's houses, eating and drinking so unscrupulously, can such a person still talk about character?

"I also kindly remind you, after all, there are many bad people now." Wang Xiaoyu said a little sadly.She thought of her unfortunate first love, a layer of melancholy covered her face, even the pink color of her cheeks faded a lot, she showed a heavy expression, and said quietly: "She can eat so much, it takes a lot of trouble to feed her. "

Played in Journey to the West, Zhu Bajie is also very edible.More than 100 steamed buns are eaten for one meal.

"Miss Zhong and I are not what you think, we are fine." Wen Shan's ears were red.

Wang Xiaoyu was stunned, came back to her senses, stared at Wen Shan carefully for a long time, and asked in disbelief: "Nothing? What are you nothing? I have seen you several times, and even bought food for her! She has already hugged you, I saw it!" After finishing the sentence, Wang Xiaoyu suddenly realized something, and suddenly covered her mouth.The wet palms contained detergent foam and some lemon scents, swimming around in her nostrils.

"You..." Wen Shan was stunned, not knowing what to say.

"I didn't mean to watch it, but you made too much noise!" Wang Xiaoyu hurriedly explained to herself.But as soon as she blurted out, she tightly covered her damn mouth again, and murmured in a muffled voice: "I mean, you are in the corridor, it's a public place, so of course I saw it."

Wen Shan couldn't care less about listening to Wang Xiaoyu's illogical explanation, she just wanted to get out of here quickly, out of the kitchen, out of 501, it's best to get out of Yating Apartment quickly.Zhong Miao took her shoulders as a matter of course, and now Wang Xiaoyu's words are also so taken for granted.It seems like everything is taken for granted.Wen Shan lowered her head, her blushing cheeks wrote out all the turmoil in her heart at the moment.

"Anyway, 503 is not normal!" Wang Xiaoyu put her hand under the faucet, slowly scrubbed it, her mouth was still not idle, and continued her detective-like analysis: "I can fall and hurt in the middle of the night, who knew that I was secretly at home What kind of skills are you practicing! Maybe she is doing some shameful things! Hey, tell me, what shameful things can she do?" Wang Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows, turned around and asked the person behind: "Tell me look?"

"I think you have a good brain." The person behind him replied, but it was Zhong Miao with a livid face.

"Where are you... little locksmith?" Wang Xiaoyu exclaimed.

The water rushes down into the pool, splashing short and fine water.

"If you speak ill of me, you need an audience? Then I'll listen, and you can continue!" Zhong Miao raised her chin, propped her palms on the wall, curled her calves, and stared at Wang Xiaoyu and the swing surprised face.

The kitchen space is extremely small, and Wang Xiaoyu's chest is extremely tall.

With a light glance, Zhong Miao immediately realized that there was only a slight distance between his body and the two lumps of softness, his heart tightened suddenly, and he took a deep breath: "Wang, Wang Xiaoyu..."

"Why, are you going to scold me?" Wang Xiaoyu asked with her back straightened, her big eyes widened, her chest raised high, she sent it to Zhong Miao, and she thought she was full of vigor and shouted: "I didn't Talking bad about you, I'm just saying what I think of you."

"You, don't come here!" Zhong Miao yelled tremblingly, her feet trembling suddenly.

"Why, you want to hit me?" Wang Xiaoyu asked without knowing why, and simply took half a step towards Zhong Miao.

"Don't, don't..." Zhong Miao hurriedly shouted, her breathing was all out of time, and she wanted to back away in a panic, but suddenly lost strength in her feet, staggered two steps, and even slid on the ground, screaming in pain: "Oh! oh! ouch!"

The kitchen was instantly filled with crying and howling.

"Why did you fall again?" Wang Xiaoyu wanted to help her up, but couldn't find a place to help her up.

"I told you not to come here..." Zhong Miao leaned half of her body against the wall, exhaling from the pain.

So, 5 minutes later, the ambulance came to Yating's apartment again.

The author has something to say: Zhong Dao's fragile constitution. . . .It is developing towards Shaking M seriously~~~

However, getting hurt or something is a wonderful time to cultivate feelings~~~~~

Xiaoyu successfully repelled her rival...is there any reason? (⌒▽⌒)