She looked at it from afar, but her mind also moved away.
She was waiting for that opportunity to help Qi Zuoer, but she didn't know when this opportunity would come. Qi Zuoer was still thinking about letting her marry Yan Hao. She scolded someone like Yan Hao.
, How could she like her country bun? No, it’s still a black bun.
He is the prime minister, and she is just an ordinary village girl, so she never thought about such a thing. She told herself that one disappointment was enough. She did not disappoint each other and turned into despair, and she could not afford to bear it.
despair.
She had thoughts in her heart, so she could still tell herself that it was happiness.
"You'er," with a bang, as the door of the room was pushed open with force, her name, and a man rushed in, and I don't know if the inn owner would reopen after she left.
Change the door,
"You'er," Tinglan put one hand in the air and fanned the other, elegant and romantic, but in Qi You'er's eyes, it was synonymous with slutty bags.
"I said, Tinglan, you can't be gentler to my door. I don't have any money to compensate me for it," Qi You'er wanted to grab her hair. This person couldn't understand human words, right?
"But I feel it's so convenient," Tinglan smiled and showed his white teeth. He sat down as if no one was around, poured water for himself, and then started drinking it on his own.
"You'er, there is a place to live in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Why do you want to live here? It's expensive, inconvenient, and not fun."
Qi You'er rolled her eyes. Every time she came, she said the same sentence. Wouldn't he be upset?
"Don't make excuses for me, you just want to eat potato roast chicken nuggets."
Tinglan put down the cup, and his eyes were filled with a crack, "You know me, right, right," he lay on the table, holding up his face, "You'er, you said you want to make potato and chicken nuggets.
Now that the potatoes are all grown, why do you want to be fat? Be careful that you become a big fat man.”
Qi You'er really saw what it means to mess around. When did she promise to make potato and chicken nuggets? She clearly mentioned it and said that she was recorded by a man who slandered him. Now she is here every day.
Nagging, he never knocked on the door every time, and he had to smash it open.
This person is simply unreasonable, not right, shameless.
"You'er, I'll bring you the potatoes," Tinglan took out a big potato from behind him and put it on the table, "This is the largest, best, and most beautiful one there, as if he was a magician.
, Look at how I treat you well, the potatoes I choose look good."
Three black lines slid down Qi You'er's face, turning black and white, and indeed turning black and white.
What is good to her is his own slander.
"You'er," Tinglan stretched out two fingers and pulled Qi You'er's sleeve lightly, "Sister You'er."
Qi You'er turned her face away. She would never cook, so she wouldn't even call her sister.
"Sister You'er," Tinglan was coquettish. His pitiful spirit made Qi You'er feel ashamed. Why is this like a puppy who only eats bones?
"Aunt You'er, make potato chicken nuggets," Tinglan pulled Qi You'er's sleeve again, as if she wouldn't let go if she didn't agree. She looked so silly that even Qi You'er was ashamed of him for his shamelessness.
It's right.
Qi You'er was so entangled that she had no choice. "Okay," she took a breath and then spit it out again. The word seemed to be bitten out at the end. "You go buy chicken, I'll do it."
When Tinglan heard this, his eyebrows and eyes were laughing, "I knew you would agree. I have prepared it long ago and killed it. I'm waiting for you in the kitchen. It's a very fat one."
Qi You'er's face was dark. Could it be that this was the first and then the report? Why did she feel that she had fallen into this kid's plan? But since she agreed, she couldn't regret it, so she could only accept her fate and make potato roast chicken nuggets.
After I made a plate, I finally saw what the eating habit of a pig is.
Tinglan swallowed the last piece of potato with satisfaction. He touched his bulging belly and sighed vigorously.
So full, so happy, so delicious, so delicious, so I want to eat it again. He finished his portion, and his eyes were still looking at the plate in front of Qi You'er. Qi You'er picked up a few pieces of potatoes, which was equivalent to
It was placed where it was still intact. Although Tinglan's stomach was round, he still couldn't stand the temptation of delicious food. Now he could hear the sound of his saliva.
He really threw away all the people from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"You'er, don't you eat it? If you don't eat it, it won't be delicious," he asked with concern, actually he was caring about the vegetables.
"Just let it cool down and it's enough," Qi Youer replied indifferently.
Tinglan felt aching when he heard this, "That taste is wrong. The dish I just made is delicious. Anyway, you can cook it. I will get a few bigger potatoes tomorrow, and you can make as much as you want."
"No way," Qi You'er refused bluntly, "Those potatoes are used to keep seeds, and they can eat them every day with your big mouth."
Tinglan looked bitter, "I only ate a few, only a few, he stretched out his fingers, isn't it okay if he just twice?"
Qi You'er turned her face away, and the rejection was obvious, "This is the first and last time, unless potatoes are everywhere in the future," then she would cook again, but she didn't make it for him.
Eat.
"So this?" Tinglan pointed to the plate in front of Qi You'er. Well, he settled for the second best, "My brother hasn't eaten it yet, by the way, neither of the young master. Do you want to give it to them too?
”
"You have tasted them all," Qi You'er held her plate, looking very stingy.
Tinglan was blocked and had nothing to say, but his eyes still didn't leave the plate, "You'er, you can't be so stingy. You've said everything. You have to share good things with everyone, and you have to share delicious food.
Is it right to eat together?"
Qi You'er ignored him and turned around, not knowing what he was doing.
Seeing that the other person didn't reply to him, Tinglan slapped his mouth, "You'er, you're so stingy." He was depressed and had the smell of those potatoes in his mouth. It was really something he had never eaten before.
The taste is endless. He really wants to eat it again, but only Qi Youer can make it. Otherwise, he would have stolen it and found someone to make it. This potato is just as Qi Youer said.
, it was used by the young master to keep seeds. If Qi Youer hadn't known how to do these things, he wouldn't have taken them out at all, nor would the young master give them.
However, when he came out of the inn, the depression on his face was swept away, and he replaced it with unstoppable pride and satisfaction. He knew that Qi Youer was not such a stingy person, look, this is a big deal