Chapter 1177 (1/2)
”There's a cooking stove outside the door, so you can borrow it when you give it. I I'm not good at cooking. I crammed for a few days while you were sleeping, and almost blew up his gas stove. It's a new year's Eve dinner if we're barely able to do it. ”
Zhou Ting smell speech, immediately appeared in the mind of Fu Ying, busy in front of the stove.
She wanted to laugh, but her eyes were filled with tears.
What's more be moved.
”Why are you crying?”
”No, it's windy. My eyes are in the sand.”
Two people came to the house, a simple bed, forced to squeeze two people, and half of the body exposed outside.
There is no heating, no air conditioning, the door is not tight, and there is wind.
Every time Fu Ying let her sleep inside, the small quilt tightly covered in her body.
He was so tall that he could not stand upright in this low and flat place.
It was a hard time, but she was happy.
No one bothered him, and he didn't have so many lives.
It's good not to see any blood before you die.
Fu Ying carefully takes out the food from the cabinet. This dish is cold after a while.
He wants to take out a heat, but is stopped by Zhou Ting, hot water can also eat.
She also made an excuse to say that she lost weight, could not eat greasy, water health.
Fu Ying pursed his lips. During this period of time, he felt that he was a loser and implicated his own woman to live with him.
But she didn't complain at all. She had to take into account his feelings.
He brought the food to the table and the two sat together.
His cooking skills are indeed not flattering, several dishes are dark, can not see what the raw materials are.
She tasted it carefully.
Burnt Coke chicken wings?
Fried pork with celery without salt.
This soup It should be a tomato boiled egg. The shell of the egg hasn't been peeled off.
”Is it hard to eat?”
He asked.
”Well, it's really bad. You can see it yourself. Where does this ghost look like it's delicious?”
”Er...”
Fu Ying was choked by this word and could not say a word.
He didn't expect Zhou Ting to be so straightforward and not to beat around the bush.
He has seen a TV play, which is not written in it!
His face suddenly sink just come, rise to want to pour dish, but be stopped by Zhou Ting.
”You're down. What are we going to eat?”
”Where can I eat these? I'll buy you something to eat.”
”Today is new year's Eve. Who doesn't close the door in advance? And although the appearance is ugly, the entrance is not good, but it can be eaten! I don't want to lie to you. I don't want to lie to you in front of the big right and wrong, and I don't want to cheat you on small matters. ”
”At least, in my present situation, I can't tell white lies. Only in this way can I make you remember me and make a deep impression. ”
White lies that also need to be divided into time periods, if she has a long time, she will encourage him, and continue to make efforts.
He will be praised for his first cooking.
But she has no time. She can't waste her time here.
She just wanted him to know that it was true that the food was bad, that he was not suitable for this material, but that his love for him was also true, so it was true to make do with it.
Zhou Ting clip a black potato, like a brick, bite in the mouth are crunchy.
”No, I can't. I can't poison myself. You can try it.”
Zhou Ting put a piece in his mouth. He wanted to spit it out, but he held it back.