Yingzhen put her hands on her chest and looked at him encouragingly. Her big eyes were full of ardent hope. She nodded confidently: "Well, Xiao Linzi, come on, come on, come on, I'll keep an eye on you."
That way reminds me of Sister Lin's encouragement to a certain pony in "Red Cliff": Mengmeng, come on, come on, come on!
Mo Yanyi suddenly felt that if he couldn't make this breakfast, he would be betraying a girl's expectations and it would be a sin.
The final result is:
The eggs were fried with the shells, and they were burnt.
Noodles, no salt, no oil, turned into dough
The two were stunned for a while while looking at the two bowls of batter. Mo Yanyi smiled and said: "This noodle is very different."
Of course, his noodles are one piece at a time, soft and soft.
Yingzhen held his head and said: "Yes, it is really difficult to cook noodles into dough without any skill."
Mo Yanyi felt a little guilty and said, "Well, if I wait and buy a cooking book, I think... I can learn it."
Yingzhen nodded: "You can't teach me anything but now, go and make two packs of instant noodles."
"Instant noodles?" Mo Yanyi looked confused, as if he didn't even know there was such a thing in the world, "How do you make it..."
Yingzhen suddenly realized that the person sitting in front of her was an alien.
Finally, under Ying Zhen's guidance, Mo Yanyi made his first bowl of instant noodles in his life and exclaimed how delicious it was. In the end, he even drank the soup and was still unsatisfied.
"Can I still have this for lunch?" he said
Yingzhen mourned in silence, she was defeated. Is this a man who cannibalize the fireworks of the world? He must have been fed by the wet nurse with a golden spoon, spoonful after spoonful of rice!
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Dedicate oneself to art 1
The waves hit the rocks, setting off white spray, like the lace shadow of a woman's skirt in the strong wind. I took several close-ups.
Mo Yanyi was naked and uncomfortably hiding behind a rock, like a bride who was shy about seeing people.
"Come here, pose" Yingzhen waved the long white gauze in her hand
Today’s theme is the contrast between hardness and softness
Mo Yanyi walked towards him without moving: "What are you wearing? It's not like you're not wearing any clothes."
“There is no difference between having only one pair of underwear and not wearing anything at all.”
"Hey, since it doesn't make any difference, you can take it off. I want to be naked, and the photo will be more appealing to Linda than a half-covered one." Ying Zhen smiled.