Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

  Chapter 267 Barbecue War

  To say that the most difficult thing for scouts in this world is that they are so good, they walk silently, and often talk two gossips behind their backs. Maybe people have heard the whole process behind them.

  At this moment, Fang Kong suddenly saw how long he had stood in the shadow of the doorway, and heard how many Fengyans he had heard.

  Man himself is indifferent. It can freeze people into popsicles in dog days. At this moment, they can freeze and shrink the cardiovascular system under the shadow of the tree.

Fang Kong quickly shook with goose bumps, recalling that there was nothing wrong with his words and deeds just now, so he honestly closed his mouth and stared at the grilled chicken wings on the shelf, but the more he thought about it, the more wrong he got, so he sneaked open again. Looking over, he was frightened with only one glance.

  Military, the people in the team are extremely fast in all aspects of life, stacking the tofu in ten seconds, putting on clothes in twenty seconds, and taking a bath in thirty seconds. All daily routines are completed in combat.

But it took Feng Yan upstairs to take a full half an hour to take a shower. At this moment, the tips of her hair were slightly moist and stepped into her eyes. The shirt and black pants, but the first-class brand texture of the clothes still highlights the tall and long legs.

  Other people around have also discovered his arrival. After all, as long as they don’t deliberately constrict their aura, it is hard not to notice such a man.

  But it doesn’t matter if the aura is strong, but it is handsome and handsome, taller than others, as if God deliberately created it to stimulate the same sex.

  Until a pair of long legs stepped over the bench and sat down beside Qin Qing as expected, the latter glanced sideways, and his gaze fell on the properly tailored clothes, slightly surprised.

   "Qin Qing, the things are ready, you taste it." Luo Zihang slammed a few bunches of vegetables, but his eyes stared directly at Feng Yan with some hostility.

   "Qingqing, eat mine, mine is fine, eat all, eat more." This time Song Ruye rarely united with his enemies, mainly because his distressed friend Shiren was hungry under the fence.

  As a result, when she opened her mouth, it was as if she had touched someone's nerve switch. Without waiting for the girl to accept her kindness, Feng Yan took the plate of oily and crispy vegetables without hesitation.

  The two opposite people looked at the things that were still coming back for a moment, and in the next second they didn't want to run away.

  Luo Zihang felt that someone was completely deliberately targeting, while Song Ruye believed that the other party was blatantly abused and waited.

However, "The wound is not healed. It is forbidden to be greasy and spicy." Feng Yan said blankly. It was not so much an explanation from the person opposite, but rather to persuade the girl around him. At the end, the voice paused, and it was like coaxing a child. General added: "If you want to eat, I'll make it."

  After finishing speaking, I saw Aunt Mei brought a newly opened smokeless grill from the house, and after connecting it to the power supply, she worked independently in the original ecological barbecue.

   The two young people who were on the edge of the volcanic eruption with big eyes and small eyes froze on the spot, looking at the smokeless oven that was not chic and domineering in front of them, no matter how big the flames were, they couldn't let out.

Feng Yan also made exactly the same vegetarian food, spread a piece of absorbent paper on the baking tray, and then began to stare at the food inside, sitting with a serious expression, making people feel that the food inside was not vegetables, but delicacies. .

  After baking a little, she was ridden in a paper tray and handed it to Qin Qing. She thought that all eyes should be able to be independent, so she had to do it with a fork, but she was still cut off in the middle.

  "You can't move your wrist for a month." Feng Yan frowned and disagreed. He was injured for a hundred days. One month was already the biggest concession he had made.

  Qin Qing shook her eyebrows, feeling that she had already cultivated her face and had to give up the initiative, "Okay."

So the two young men on the opposite side watched the man with the wide palms holding a delicate fork, carefully rolling the long vegetables into tiny balls, and finally feeding them into the girl’s mouth, and finally using a pair of dark ones. Eyeballs stared at her intently.

   "...It's delicious." Qin Qing swallowed the thing and gave an evaluation.

   "Hmm." The man finally moved his eyeballs, quickly put down the paper plate, turned around and continued to bake the food, "Eat more if it is delicious."

  Although he has no expression on his face and his tone is still cold, he still looks like a certain kind of dog that has been praised and can’t wait to show his sight.

  Qin Qing saw the uncertainty on the faces of other people, but she only pressed her lips in silence.

  Since the announcement of Oman’s new identity, her guardian seemed to feel that her status was threatened. She even wanted to get involved in cooking. He posted three posts on the post bar to ask for recipes, and looked at her intently every time after eating.

  At the beginning, she didn't understand it yet, but it took a long time to understand the guardian's current sensitivity and need to be affirmed.

  So in broad daylight, under the bright sky, everyone in the garden watched the ruthless man doing the feeding business, and the girl would eat as much as he fed, full of support.

  The two young men who were sitting across from each other were beaten up by tons of dog food. In addition to being shocked, they also felt that the picture was exceptionally harmonious.

  But the more harmonious, the more bored they feel.

  Song Ruye poked the vegetable leaves on the plate, eating the same taste as chewing wax, and gazed into the baking tray from time to time, and couldn’t help muttering, “Where did it taste delicious...”

  She squashed her mouth and wanted to cry. She felt that her little cabbage had been arched, and the other party was not a pig, but a handsome guy with excellent hardware and excellent software.

   Facing Feng Yan's face that is among the best in the rankings, she couldn't open her eyes and talk nonsense at all.

  Luo Zihang was also quite aggrieved. After all, the relationship between the new hatred and Feng Yan was really not friendly, but it was strange and pitiful to see Song Ruye, who had always been energetic, with his small head buried next to him.

   Realizing that he wanted to reach out and touch his opponent's head, Luo Zihang himself was frightened into a cold sweat, trying to restrain his restless body, but his memory jumped on the channel and remembered his mouth in the hallway that night at the pool party.

   After that, Song Ruye pushed him away and scolded him for being abnormal for several days, so Luo Zihang dismissed the idea of ​​chasing after him.

  He liked Qin Qing, but he kissed someone who was suspected of Qin Qing, so there was no face to confess.

   Poor Luo Dashao’s bumpy love journey, nine bends and eighteen bends, so sad that it can be compiled into a book.

   "Qingqing, is it delicious? I want to eat one too." Song Ruye, who can't kill Xiaoqiang's spirit, regrouped after a few minutes, decided to turn his grief and anger into appetite, and glanced at the things in the baking dish.

  She didn't dare to talk to Feng Yan, and went to the girl with a roundabout policy.

  As a result, before Qin Qing had time to refuse, she saw that the man had generously distributed the food and went out.

  (End of this chapter)