[Comprehensive] Disaster caused by SMS confession

"'I will do my best to respond to your feelings'," Tsunayoshi Sawada repeated the main content of the recorder with some hesitation, "Senior, you confessed to me ten years later when I didn't know Yet?"

"...Get lost!" Bei Chuanyuan said angrily and angrily, "It's clear that you are too narcissistic ten years later, okay?! When did I express this meaning!"

"...Then what did you do?"

"It's nothing." Bei Chuanyuan thought about it seriously, "I just called (begged) you to record me a few times, and when I was called for the second time, I had to climb the window of your house... ...Actually, it should be... nothing."

... To put it more seriously, this is basically a perverted idiot.Especially for myself ten years later who didn't know Kitagawara.

Fortunately, Tsunayoshi Sawada has always been a conscientious person from beginning to end, and he has always complained silently, which can be regarded as leaving a little bit of face for Kitagawara, the kind that is so thin that it will soon be blown away by the wind.

"Oh my god," Kitagawara said with horror on his face, "Why do I sound like an idiot?"

Tsunayoshi Sawada begins to think about the meaning of his previous actions.

The answer is that it doesn't make sense.

***

After tossing back and forth with Zetian Tsunayoshi for a long time, Bei Chuanyuan came to the door of the house and suddenly remembered his purpose of going out.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen finally ushered in a short vacation after finishing the long special training.When the holiday came, he first called Bei Chuanyuan without hesitation to announce that he was coming back, and asked him to deal with all the fast food boxes and instant noodle wholesale boxes at home as soon as possible.

It was the weekend, and Bei Chuanyuan was pulling his forehead hair, worrying about his dinner in front of the empty instant noodle wholesale box.Unexpectedly, within a few minutes, what I should think about is not the lack of instant noodles, but how to deal with these instant noodle boxes.Accustomed to the life in college where takeaways are delivered every three days at the beginning of the month, the school cafeteria fills up in the middle of the month, and instant noodles are a disaster at the end of the month, Bei Chuanyuan can be said to be quite careless about food.

The root cause is that when he was a child, Xingping Chuangzhen and his father often regarded him as an experimental product of extremely unpalatable food.So even if his stomach was raised by professional chefs from childhood to adulthood, there is no upper limit, but there is no lower limit.Just as Xingping Chuangzhen's cooking skills are constantly improving, his unpalatable recipes are also being innovated anytime and anywhere.

And Bei Chuanyuan was always so lucky to be the first experimenter.

Therefore, in Kitagawara's view, instant noodles, a food with rich and colorful flavors, also has many merits.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen has subtle feelings about the existence of instant noodles.First of all, he was amazed and amazed at those super devil combinations that he and Ichiro Saibajo couldn’t think of. After all, compared to the lemon mustard squid barbecue, his honey sesame squid feet are simply not ranked.Secondly, it is because sometimes Bei Chuanyuan would rather eat instant noodles than try something new for him.Of course, on those occasions when he felt frustrated, he himself did not realize that the dishes he served were the creations of demon witches.

"If you can guarantee that what you cook won't be some desperate food," Kitagawara responded to him, not only to counter his inexplicable hostility towards instant noodles, but also as a warning, "I'd be more than willing to go to the supermarket for you Buy some ingredients, otherwise you will wait to go home and see a room full of instant noodles, the taste you know."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen immediately swallowed the sentence "I recently had a bold idea", and changed it into "Okay, no problem".Tian Suohui next to him was very surprised by the quick change.

"Do you know lemon mustard squid barbecue?" Xingping Chuangzhen finally asked deeply.

...what is that horrible smell?

Tian Sohui shook his head tremblingly.

"In short," Xing Ping Chuangzhen patted her on the shoulder, with a somewhat weather-beaten expression on his face, "my squid feet still have a long way to go."

Back to what I said before, due to various subjective and objective factors, Bei Chuanyuan didn't even bring back half a stick of instant noodles, let alone go to the supermarket to buy ingredients.

Fortunately, Xing Ping Chuangzhen said that he would be a little late when he came back, and there was still enough time for Bei Chuanyuan to go to the supermarket to buy something for emergency.Xing Ping Chuangzhen basically doesn't pick the ingredients very much. Rather, the more messy the ingredients, the happier he is. After all, the possibility of new combinations will be greater.Of course, the possibility of producing dark dishes is also greater.

Kitagawara obviously would not give him such a chance.

Regular eggs, regular flour, regular meat, plus some regular veggies.Kitagawara dared to put it in the basket after thinking about the combination of two and two to make sure that it would not produce any explosive effect.

The grocery shopping process is extremely thrilling, and the excitement is like clearing mines on the spot.

It's just that there was a slight mistake in the last step of demining.

Bei Chuanyuan took out his pocket cloth with a hole in it expressionlessly, and the despair in his heart was overwhelming, but he still forced out a stiff smile under the formulaic inquiry of the salesperson.

"...My luck seems a little bit bad today."

The salesperson glanced at the long queue behind him, and although she didn't speak, her eyes revealed the meaning of "Either pay the money quickly, or leave quickly".

"Let me pay for him."

Kitagawara was slightly stunned, and when he looked up, he saw Nuliang Rikusheng smiling at him, and then settled the bill for him without hesitation.The salesperson was obviously impatient with the wait, and the checkout was quick and skillful.Before he could react, he had already stood outside the line with a big bag of ingredients.

Nuliang Rikusheng naturally took a bag of things from Kitagawara, "It's so heavy, you bought a lot of things."

Bei Chuanyuan scratched his head in embarrassment, "Well... I will return the money to you when the time comes."

"I'm not in a hurry for money. Compared to this," Nuliang Lusheng said with some embarrassment, and at the same time glanced at Shouwu standing not far behind him, "Can you treat me and my friend to dinner?" A meal?"

***

Slick ghosts have always been a typical representative of eating and drinking, and they are often not ashamed, but proud.Among them, Nuliang Lusheng can be regarded as the only conscience.

"Because many things in the kitchen were broken," Nura Wakana glanced at Nura Rikusheng apologetically, "so everyone had to go out and fix dinner."

Nuliang Lusheng was expressionless, Yatengu lowered his head in front of him, "Tell me, how many households did you rub?"

"...not many households," Yatengu hesitated, "probably less than a hundred."

"Oh," Nuliang Rikusheng automatically translated, "That's 99."

Shouwu stood aside with a headache, but he went out with the young master to inspect, but when he came back, he found that the house was in a mess.He was well aware of Nura Rikusheng's disgust towards such things during the day, but he had no other choice but to sigh inwardly.

After all, those monsters who went out to eat and drink made a fatal mistake.

"Goo~"

There was a sudden silence all around.

Nuliang Wakana suddenly realized, but then she seemed a little embarrassed, "It turns out that you are hungry, Lu Sheng, but now there is really nothing to eat at home."

all in all.

Shouwu followed Nuliang Lusheng, and asked quietly, "Is this the young master's way of eating and drinking?" Although the person being rubbed seemed quite happy.

"Of course not." Bei Chuanyuan's hearing was amazing, and he was really shocked. "After all, you paid for me. In the current situation, it is more appropriate to say that I rub you."

"To be honest, I've been curious for a long time, Mr. Shouwu, right?" Bei Chuanyuan thought the name was quite strange, but in a sense it matched the strange behavior of the other party, "Why do you wear such a thick skirt on a hot day?" Where's the scarf?"

"Personal hobbies." Nuliang Lusheng hurriedly answered first, and then gestured to Shouwu with his eyes, "Right?"

Shou Wu hurriedly nodded, but the frequency of shaking his head was really frightening.

"It's really...a unique hobby."

***

When Kitagawara returned home again, it was no surprise that Xingping Chuangzhen was already waiting at the door.Bei Chuanyuan unceremoniously threw two bags of things into the opponent's arms, "Dinner is up to you, Chef!"

Xing Ping Chuangzhen glanced at the contents of the plastic bag, and raised a confident smile, "No problem."

"Who are these two?"

"My friend," Bei Chuanyuan reminded him from time to time, "so you should know what should not be on the table today."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen nodded obediently.

"Is omelette okay?"

"No problem." Rather, for the current Nuliang Rikusheng, anything that can fill his stomach is a good thing.But what is surprising is that Xingping Chuangzhen can always bring unexpected delicacy to others.

Just the right amount of tender egg skin, chicken wing jelly melted between rice and small square-cut vegetables, and a bowl of fresh and dry vegetable soup.

Although monsters seldom feel hungry in front of human food, Shouwu still pulls the scarf around his neck unconsciously.

After staying in Yuanyue for a long time, I suddenly met this kind of guy who just ate hard instead of enjoying a bite, and then asked about the ingredients and then took another bite.Xing Ping Chuangzhen is somewhat unaccustomed to it.

But this does not prevent him from making iconic moves.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen pulled off the belt, and at the same time, Suwu, who was completely overwhelmed by Xing Ping Chuangzhen's cooking, also tore off his scarf.

"Then," Xing Ping Chuangzhen closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes shone with confidence, "Invite—"

……

"...Not good?!"

Guest, where's your neck? !

The author has something to say:

The king of medicine does not distinguish between species, and he doesn't know how to write food, but you can see that some people have exploded their clothes, although this time they only have scarves.

Thank you for comforting me who was so sad yesterday. I am sorry to pass on those rubbish emotions to you. In fact, it is just a bad thing in the three-dimensional dimension. There will be no next time. The stupid author still wants to be a source of happiness.