Yingzhen looked around the house leisurely and said flatly: "Well, it's not bad. No matter how clean it is, I still don't get paid."
The autumn wind is blowing the fallen leaves! Mo Yanyi is holding a box of food and silently turns around and walks towards the dining table
He opened two lunch boxes, one box of rice, one box of mixed vegetables. He was stunned and couldn't take his chopsticks.
At this time, Yingzhen and Ning Meng were talking and laughing as they came downstairs with their laptops in their arms, sat on the sofa with snacks in their arms, and copied the photos from the camera to the computer to enjoy them.
"梢梢, this dish... there are so many varieties," Mo Yanyi said tactfully
Yingzhen said without raising his head: "Minatohe, leftovers."
Mo Yanyi's hand froze in the air, the leftovers... a leaf turned zero again! Although he could not remember the past, deep down he felt that he was not a person who ate leftovers.
"Can I eat instant noodles?" he said
Yingzhen glared at him: "It's shameful not to waste food. I was thinking about you and worked hard to pack it back for you. Which big sister cares so much about my little brother?"
It’s okay if you don’t appreciate it, but you must always appreciate the hard work of the farmer uncle!
Diligence and frugality are the traditional virtues of our Chinese nation, as evidenced by poems. It is noon when the hoeing is done, and the sweat is dripping in the soil. Who knows..."
"I'll eat it." Mo Yanyi quickly picked up a mouthful of rice and fed it into his mouth.
Ying Zhen stopped talking, looked at him with contempt, and asked Ning Meng to feed him a potato chip. The two of them laughed and commented on Mo Yanyi's photo.
"This is a good one," Ning Meng pointed, "the biceps are very well developed."
"This picture is not bad, with a perfect inverted triangle body shape," Yingzhen expressed his opinion.
"This picture is so reminiscent. When he took the picture, was he facing you?" Ning Meng whispered, fearing that Mo Yanyi would hear it, but the tone was clearly enough for him to hear.
"Of course you have to face me head-on. Can you take a picture of the front from behind?"
Ning Meng covered her mouth and smiled: "You're not wearing anything, is it standing up..."
Yingzhen laughed uncontrollably and said loudly without hesitation: "I think it should be half soft and half upright. If you zoom down a little bit, you can see it, haha."
Mo Yanyi choked out a mouthful of rice. Yingzhen and Ning Meng glanced at him at the same time, lowered their heads disapprovingly, and continued to point at his portrait.