However, he was a flat mouth, but unfortunately, his son and his elder brother said that he said that he had no place, who made him like a pig, and the large plate was clean.
I knew it had been eaten separately, and at least I could taste it again when I went home.
When this dish was placed on the table of Xiangfu, the frowning of the court was accustomed. "This is the potato roasted chicken nugget you remember every day?"
"Yeah," Ting Lan's head was like the chicken pecking rice. "This is a long time for a long time. For a long time, I only want to do it.
In this set, there was no second set, and his face lied with blushing and breathless. "
"I just smelled the taste and didn't eat it." After that, he also emphasized that he did not eat it once.
At the first sight of Ting Yu, he knew that he was talking about his eyes open, and he was blame before he had eaten it. He took a pair of ivory chopsticks and handed it. "Son."
Yan Hao took the chopsticks and clamped a piece of potatoes. After smelling, there was a special fragrance. This taste was not smelled in his life. This feels really good. He took a bite.
A very fragrant taste, with the flavor of seasoning, and the taste of potatoes.
He didn't have eaten this thing. When he wanted to get the seeds, he had asked someone to do it, but the taste was very average. It turned out that the method was different, and the taste of the eaten became a good difference.
He put down his chopsticks and carefully remembered the taste of eating just now.
She said that with potato roasted chicken. The potatoes have their own fragrance, the taste of chickens, and the taste of seasoning. These three flavors are combined. Finally, it is better than the simple chicken nuggets.
You can also make a lot of things.
Just a potato shred, you can fried more than ten points.
Hot and sour potato shreds, cold potato shreds, old godmother potato shreds, stir -fry potato shreds, fried potato shreds, all of which are remembered by all of him.
He put another piece, put it on his mouth, and bite, and the fragrance immediately rushed into his mines again, bringing that long fragrance.
This taste, no one wants to come, no one will like it,
No one is willing to refuse this taste.
This taste was printed so deeply in his heart.
When Ting Lan saw Yan Hao ate, he kept swallowing, and he was sick in his heart. He was really afraid. Yan Hao was also stunned.
He has always been a person who knows how to restrain. He just ate a few mouthfuls, and then got the ivory chopsticks in his hand.
"Ting, you are here too, this is the result of we planted for several months."
"Yes, my son," Ting Yu also took out a pair of chopsticks, and he was politely pinching a piece. The anxious Tinglan face was red.
Chicken nuggets, seeing him seemed to have never eaten it for a lifetime.
Isn't this obvious stimulus Tinglan?
Brother Dead, Brother Stinky, I don't know my brother at all.
It may be that his complaints finally had the effect. After Ting gave a few pieces, he finally didn't eat it. This plate was going into Tinglan's stomach again.
Yan Hao stood behind him with both hands, and the breeze outside the door raised his corner of his clothes from time to time, always seemed to blow some coldness and alienation.
So, they are just confused by the performance in front of them
He seems to be as gentle as jade, maybe the coldest person who is the most frosty.
"Son, but annoyed by Prince Ryuxi recently?" Ting Yu stood behind him, the dull voice was to see the blood.
"Yes," Yan Hao did not conceal it. "The coming is not good, the good is not coming, I think this time they must have been prepared."
Ting Yu pursed the corner of his lips, standing with your hands around his chest.
"Are the sons worrying about the princess, or another person?"
Yan Hao gained his eyelashes lightly, and did not spit out another word. The only long silence was given to the court, and there was a falsehood.
To whom, only Yan Hao can know.
Yan Hao was quiet, and the council was silent, and there was a Tinglan who had to go to the house in the room.
"Brother, son, life -saving, I killed me." Then I was about to climb to the ground and rolled on my stomach.
Yan Hao held the fingers that put it tightly in the sleeve, and there was a touch of light between the black eyes, and then died instantly. He turned around, the wind blows his corner of his clothes and fell down.
The fingers pass by the wind.
Qi You'er strolled around in Beijing. She was also very happy to walk around. She bought a lot of things. Of course, I also spent a lot of money. Finally, I found some feelings in modern times, but different, different.
She is in modern times that she likes a lot, but she can buy very little.
But now it is different. She wants to buy anything. Don't forget it. She now has a huge sum of money, she hangs around her neck, she used to stroke her neck, and she felt her neck, and she felt her neck.
When the pocket, the heart followed the same calmness.
This has become her calm way. After shopping, she brought back the inn in a large bag. She had closed the door to count her triumphant loot, but at this moment, she was lonely.
, A person's day, it's really hard to get too much,
She wants home, dad, mother, and sister ...
"You'er, You'er, open the door, it's me, I'm here," she hasn't been quiet for a minute, the voice of the habit shouting is noisy. She stood up, walked over, opened the door, opened the door, opened the door, and opened the door.
Then sit back on the chair and turn your newly bought things.
Eat, use, and some gadgets, pen and ink paper, etc., she was swept a lot of them.
"Wow, You'er, you buy a lot of money," at first sight of a table, Tinglan was really startled. "You won't you want to move the whole capital back?"
Qi You'er continued to clean up his own things, and he would stuff a snack in his mouth, "How, it's idle today." She glanced at Ting Lan, Tinglan seemed to be in her own home,
Sit down and eat a snack with a polite manner.
"What am I leisure, now the house is busy, there is no time to eat, I don’t take a lot of time, come and see you, and give you something."
"Things?" Qi You'er was strange, "What do you send?"
Ting Lan patted her hands, and then smiled like her flowers. Well, a speaker flower with a saucy bag.
Then a bunch of people came in, and they were holding all kinds of things, quilts, pillows, and even the teapot cups.
Qi You'er narrowed his eyes puzzledly, and even half of the snacks in his hand followed it on the table.