MTL - I Have Amnesia, Don’t Be Noisy!-Chapter 81 Omelette
The world seems to be quiet all at once. Everyone is watching this side slyly. The egg that Wen Qing just picked up, slammed into the ground and reads.
The audience in front of the TV was silent for a second, then...
Chu Qin’s face was reddened uncontrollably, but he still caught the omelette. The older brother of Zhong Jia was still gratified. His brother finally had the opportunity to honor his brother, but he saw such a scene. The camera gave his brother a close-up. However, his expression did not change from beginning to end, but the deep eyes were slightly enlarged.
With my wife forgetting my brother, I saw my wife forget the brother.
"The men in the world are like this." Kirin’s child shook his head and said.
About a child who is only one meter tall, shaking a pair of ears, and saying such old-fashioned words, suddenly screamed at the audience in front of the TV.
"You know so much." The curtain smirked and reached out and grabbed his head.
Qilin avoided the hand of his head, revealing a vicissitudes of life. This expression is so fun that it was even more magnified in the later period, with the word "vicissitudes".
"Ha ha ha ha..." Everyone couldn't help but laugh at him.
This is not the president of the young master is the star, basically will not cook. When everyone was in a hurry, the appearance of Zhong Yibin's calm cooking was particularly awkward.
Zhao Wei clumsily cut vegetables, throwing vegetables and rice into the pot to cook vegetable porridge, because the knife is not good, the leaves of the cut vegetables are large and large, and look like a hot pot. Wen Qing is stirred with eggs and flour to prepare pancakes. Mu Chen turned to look at the curtain and motioned her to cook: "The brothers and sisters of other people's family are going to cook. Should you say something?"
"Brother and sister cooking, it is younger brother and younger brother, you look at the people Zhong Zong," the curtain swayed his chin and pointed to Zhong Yibin, who was seriously fried. "The younger brother should honor his sister, understand?"
The screen brothers and sisters opened the bickering mode again. After they had a pancake in Wenqing, they had not clashed for who should cook.
The camera turned to the two pairs of brothers, sitting on the side with their arms, and did not mean to cook.
"Don't you cook?" Big Brother turned his head and looked at him. He couldn't help but want to show off.
He squinted slightly, and made a look at his younger brother, let him look at his brother. Kirin pretended not to see, turned and played with the two little girls.
"Let's play role-playing, I will play the emperor, you play the queen and pet." Kirin sat on the stone and raised his small chin slightly.
Wen Yu and Zhao Yan looked at each other and grinned: "Well, who is the queen, who is the pet?"
Qilin children seriously thought about it, let Zhao Yan be the queen, Wen Yu was a favorite.
"Why am I not a queen?" Wen Yu smiled and teased him.
Qilin looked at her seriously: "Everything is the decision of the emperor, you can only listen." Then, quietly whispering in Wen Yu's ear, because she looks more beautiful, so it should be a pet.
The warm rain was also happy, and the three children began to play happily.
At this time, Zhong Yibin froze a plate of eggs and handed it to his eldest brother. He was taken away by the shackles: "What did you say when you sent me a text message last night?"
Big brother of Zhong Jia slightly frowns, watching his brother ate his own fried omelet, then think about the credit as a businessman... grab the plate back: "The next set is yours, this is mine."
