In the living room, the sound of writing has also come from the living room. This environment where the two of them are quiet is really strange. Isn't this time probably already in the last century?
When the two people's lists were all sorted out and exchanged, it was already afternoon, so without saying anything else, Nangong Lin immediately took Leng Hewu's list and drove to the hypermarket, and Leng Hewu also followed Nangong Lin's instructions.
He is preparing a list of some dishes that his friend likes to eat that he has at home and can prepare!
When everything was done and stopped, it was already close to 7pm, and there was a table full of dishes, including braised suckling pork chops, beef with potato chips, salt and pepper shrimps, sweet and sour pork strips, sweet and sour pork with spicy sauce, three fresh tofu, and cheese.
Pork buns, glutinous rice balls, tea tree mushrooms, old duck casserole, fruit salad platter...it's really too much for three people
According to Nangong Lin, these are what his friends like to eat. It’s okay to prepare more. He also said that his friend is still single and doesn’t eat on time. If he likes it, he can pack the things here for him to take home.
omg, (oh, my.god abbreviation), what kind of society does this kind of concept still exist? It’s so powerful! Packing? She didn’t know how many years she hadn’t been exposed to this term.
"The dishes are almost ready, Nangong Lin, can I go back to my room?"
She is a little tired. It would be a lie to say she is not tired. Not only has she cooked such a table of dishes, but it is also because she took too much effort and energy to recover her memory after taking the packet of medicinal powder today...
"Go back to your room? No need? My friend will be here later. You sit down and eat with us... Ding bell!"
Just after he finished speaking, the doorbell rang, so Nangong Lin immediately went to open the door, but Leng Hewu obviously had no interest in his friend. When Nangong Lin opened the door, she got directly into her
Room
"Hi, how's it going? Are you a little late?"
After handing a gift in his hand to Nangong Lin, Shang Zimo immediately took hold of Nangong Lin's stretched out hand, and then grabbed him. The two grown men hugged each other tightly.
It is a feeling of sympathy, or cherishment
"It won't be very late. You arrived just after I made all the preparations. It's really a good time, not as good as a coincidence."
"Haha, Nangong, have you noticed that you have a lot of humor?"
Shang Zimo smelled a certain smell, which was very familiar... And Nangong Lin changed, became noisy, talkative, and humorous. Such changes are usually for... Well, it seems that the friends around him,
Almost everything has changed. Is he out?
"Is there any? I didn't notice it myself, hahaha. I won't tell you anymore. Thank you for giving me the pure wolf hair brush. I like it very much. You are a guy who has always been able to capture people's preferences."
Since he was never a hacker, he has already developed the strongest interest in pen, ink, paper and inkstone. In addition, he had a foundation when he was a child, so he embarked on the path of calligraphy without hesitation, and he went very smoothly.
"Oh, you are such a turtle, why are you so polite to me?"
The aroma of the dishes filling the room is not bad. It seems that this guy Nangong wanted to entertain him.