amazing god

Chapter 259 That Girl Called Turkey

After an afternoon of getting along, Qin Qiqi went from being excluded to getting along with each other.

Everyone probably figured out what was going on with her relationship with Jin Tan.

The simplest sentence: I treat you as my younger sister, but you still want to fuck me!
right!It's such a simple relationship.

Jin Tan didn't tell anyone about Qiqi's identity, but everyone can guess that she must be born in a prominent family, and her surname is Qin!
The surname is Qin!The only one who came close to Jin Tan was Qin Shixi, the founding father of the Qin family.

Everyone is roughly sure that Qin Qiqi is the granddaughter of Mr. Qin.But if people don't say it, there is no need for everyone to say it.

Guessing that she is Qin Shixi's granddaughter, everyone's attitude towards Qiqi has improved a lot, but Jin Tan still has that attitude of being cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

At this moment, Qiqi put on Bailizhi's white T-shirt and black shorts, and walked towards Jin Tan wiping her wet hair.

Jin Tan found that the little girl had grown up.

"What are you looking at me for? Has my figure improved? Is it more feminine?" Qi Qi leaned forward shamelessly.

"Ah~~~ Your hair is not dry, I'll get you a hair dryer."

"Come back~" Qi Qi brought Jin Tan back, she had just taken a shower, her hair was wet, and with the fragrance of bath milk, Qi Qi was still enjoying Jin Tan, the more she It's like this, the more Jin Tan is not used to it, he knows that this little girl wants to seduce him from time to time.

but!I only think of her as my sister~
"Hey~~~~" Jin Tan sighed, pushed Qiqi away, and pressed her on the chair: "Your hair is wet, don't move around, I'll go to the hair dryer."

Jin Tan asks a classmate to borrow a hair dryer and gives it to Qiqi, Qiqi pretends that he doesn't know how to use it, and insists on Jin Tan helping him, but Jin Tan asks other female classmates to help her, but she is not happy.

So I had to help her dry her hair.

I really want to send this little ancestor back to the imperial capital as soon as possible.

Nothing major happened that afternoon until 11 o'clock in the evening. After a busy day, they could finally rest and return to their respective tents.

Jin Tan got up: "There are only so many Qiqi tents, and you don't count your share, so you and Baili Zhi can spend the night together."

"Why? Why do you have to make do?" Qiqi asked.

Jin Tan chuckled: "It's okay if you don't make do, you sleep in Bailizhi's tent, and Bailizhi sleeps in my tent."

"how about you?"

"Bailizhi and I make do together."

Qiqi resolutely objected: "How can a boy sleep with a girl? Isn't it messed up? In this case, you have to sleep with me."

"Me?" Jin Tan was surprised: "Qiqi, don't mess around, just now you said that boys can't sleep with girls, we are different between men and women, we absolutely mustn't do it."

"That's someone else. We are different. Didn't you always say that you treat me like a younger sister? It's normal for brothers and sisters to sleep together. If there are wild animals or something in the wilderness, you can still protect me."

This little girl pretended to be petite and weak and needed protection, and immediately left Jin Tan and Baili Zhi speechless.

Jin Tan thought for a while and said, "How about this, Qi Qi, you sleep in my tent, I'm not cold anyway, so I'll protect you outside the tent, how about it?"

"You don't want to sneak into Baili Zhi's bed when I'm asleep, do you?" Qi Qi looked at Jin Tan with disbelief.

Bailizhi was even more speechless. . . . .

Jin Tan knocked Qiqi on the head: "What are you thinking about all day long, you little head? Go to sleep quickly, or I will send you back to the imperial capital, do you believe it?"

"Sleep as soon as you sleep, why are you pissing me off?" Qi Qi reluctantly returned to Jin Tan's tent.

Jin Tan took a stool and sat beside the tent, made a cup of tea, and looked at the figures inside the tent.

Baili Zhi didn't feel sleepy either, so she came over and sat beside him.

"Why don't you sleep in my tent, I'm not sleepy, I'm sitting here."

"No, I still need me for the wake."

"Watching the spirit?" Qiqi scolded inside: "Si Jintan, what nonsense are you talking about? Do you think I'm dead? Still keeping the spirit!"

After sitting for a while, Bailizhi also felt drowsy, returned to her tent and fell asleep.

On Qingtai Mountain, in the camp and in the tents, one by one small night lights were slowly extinguished.Only under the moonlight, the atmosphere is very dull.

Qi Qi was also in the tent chatting with Jin Tan outside, but she lost her voice.

At this time, Jin Tan saw that there was still one person awake, the God of Cookery Da Vinci.

Jin Tan found two goblets, poured red wine and walked over to Da Vinci, who was smoking a smoky cigarette.

Seeing Jin Tan coming, Da Vinci put out the cigarette, took the wine that Jin Tan handed over, and touched it.

"Thinking?"

Da Vinci changed his usual funny expression and smiled: "Who doesn't have any thoughts? You're right."

Jin Tan agreed with him, nodded and asked, "I see you cook with your left hand all the time, but use your right hand when you eat? You shouldn't be left-handed. Is there a story?"

Da Vinci raised his left hand to look at it, and sighed: "I once promised a woman that she would not cook with her right hand." He said with a wry smile: "I am not very skilled in cooking with my left hand, which will naturally affect the taste. Today's food is a waste. .”

For a cook like Da Vinci, he is very strict with cooking. How much heat a dish needs, how many times it needs to be stir-fried, and how fast the stir-fry should be will all determine the taste of a dish.

"It tastes good."

Da Vinci said thank you, and then couldn't help lighting another cigarette: "That was more than 20 years ago. Everyone called that girl "Turkey". At that time, I was preparing for the Hong Kong God of Cookery Competition. She has been silently supporting me and encouraging me, and later she won the championship as she wished, and became a generation of God of Cookery. When the spring breeze was proud, she was intoxicated with money and women every day, and she had long forgotten the girl named "Turkey", so that her heart was broken. I left in despair. Then I lost my sense of taste."

Speaking of this, Da Vinci smiled bitterly: "Perhaps this is the punishment from God. I am no longer the God of Cookery, so I swear to quit the food industry and never use my right hand to cook."

"So are you feeling better now?"

"No."

"Maybe you found that girl~~~err~~~ she should be an aunt now, maybe your heart disease will be cured, and your sense of taste will also recover by then."

"The sea of ​​people. Where can I find it?"

"In this way, if you know her real name, what she looks like, and so on, I'll help you find it."

"Everyone calls her Turkey. I don't remember her real name. It seems to be some kind of Jane, right ~ Baoyazhen."

Jin Tan: "..."

"Looks~~~There's a scar here on the face, the skin is not very good, the hair is about this long~~~~~"

Da Vinci murmured as he recalled the appearance of the turkey.

"Young Master Jin, have you written it down?"

"Well~ I probably know what it looks like."

Jin Tan took out his mobile phone and handed it to Da Vinci.

"This is Karen Mok, right?"

"This is what a plastic turkey looks like."

Da Vinci: "..."

"Haha~ Just kidding, I will definitely help you find your turkey sister."

(End of this chapter)