Chapter 1206： Weird smell (2/2)

”I will be able to drink the soup cooked by Hanhan in my lifetime. I really want to call my father and old man Leng together. They will probably cry on the spot, right?”

”Scare is more than surprise,” Wen Zhongjiu smiled.

The surface of the white fish soup floats with a little bit of orange and bright oil, which is as light as a floating cloud. The very thin ham silk is hidden under the floating cloud and reveals one-third of the figure. The tender and eye-catching green onion buds have been squeezed out. The edge of the porcelain bowl-it seems that the protagonist here is not it.

”very beautiful!”

Wen Zhongjiu was surprised,

”Qing Yu, this is not what you said.”

There is a serious age gap between Wei Qingyu and Wen Zhongjiu, and the relationship across the generation gap is partly based on the embarrassment of the people around them.

You Kang Kang:

For example, Wen Zhongjiu can ask Wei Tianxing about how Wei Qingyu was in his infancy. Master Wen will gently tell Sister Qing Yu that I even hugged you when you were young. You peeed and I was all over.

For another example, Wei Qingyu can tell Leng Han and his ignorant youth and his youthful sadness to Master Wen word by word, even if he makes a nasal laugh, he will break his leg and hit his head on the spot. Crooked so and so.

Therefore, the reason why Wen Zhongjiu is still alive can only fully prove the tenacity of the vitality of the fifth-order evolutionary, and it does not mean that his EQ is higher than our boss Lin.

Obviously, Master Wen also doesn't understand the simple truth that he cannot be praised without giving his girlfriend enough approval.

Wei Qingyu knocked Wen Zhongjiu's forehead fiercely,

”My old lady wronged her and couldn't, let me tell you. Needless to say, I know that this fish soup must be made by Linzi, that little girl, hum~”

Wen Zhongjiu made another mistake, nodded noncommittal, sipped the fish soup,

”Huh? This fish soup...”

”You don't believe me?” Wei Qingyu banged Wen Zhongjiu's head, ”What's wrong with the soup, it doesn't taste right?”

Smacking your lips with warm wine,

”I will try again.”

Wei Qingyu drank a bowl with him.

”Um... it tastes pretty good...”

Wen Zhongjiu frowned, trying to let his taste buds destroyed by a few barrels of wine per day perceive the strange smell.

”No, I don't think this soup... can't tell... it has a very familiar smell... either it doesn't taste good... it's... hey...”

”Weird smell,” Wei Qingyu rolled her eyes, ”I think this soup probably resonates with the salty fish smell on your body!”

”???”

Wen Zhongjiu really choked old blood into the lungs, neither breathing nor breathing, coughing violently.

emmmm...

He couldn't answer these words. In fact, the entire Mingguang Base City plus the Black Shenhai included, there is no such thing as a guy of his kind that is more salty than him.

Even Niu Lanqi, who had been locked up by Guixu, Niu Lanshan had tossed all day long, trying to open the door to a new world.

And he--

Drink a few barrels of wine every day.

Make a few barrels of wine every day.

In addition to that, what a great thing.

”This is a problem~”

Drinking the fish soup with warm wine dunk dunk dunk, the line is deep.

Mad, my girlfriend hates me for salting fish, it's okay.

But if my former friend and future father-in-law thinks that I am salty, then the problem is very big.