After the failure to form a group, the actor confessed to me on the whole network

Chapter 344
When the blind box was opened to the third one, Xiang Meng was already numb.

All jewelry, limited edition bags and out-of-print items made her calm down strangely.

This is probably fighting poison with poison, Xiang Meng couldn't help sighing in her heart, Shang Yueyue really knows how to play.
When Cen Shang came out of the kitchen, he was holding a plate of seafood fried rice.

Xiang Meng had a good nose, sniffing the smell and quickly locked on to Cen Shang, and Cen Shang took half of his thoughts away.

He didn't wear an apron, and he tucked the simple home clothes jacket into his trousers a little, probably to prevent the water around the vegetable sink from getting wet.

But he tucked it so casually, it just tucked out his narrow waist.

Further forward is the hard abs, Xiang Meng couldn't help daydreaming and swallowed subconsciously, not sure if it was gluttony or gluttony.

Realizing that his eyes were too hot, Xiang Meng glanced in all directions of the room a few times before turning his eyes back to the blind box.

The blind box, which seemed quite interesting just now, looked dull in comparison with the abdominal muscles. Xiang Meng tried his best not to let out a regretful sigh.

Hey, I really want to post with my boyfriend~
As soon as Cen Shang on the other side approached Xiang Jian, Xiang Jian took the fried rice away very rudely.

His upbringing for a long time did not allow him to be rude, so he thanked him perfunctorily, but after thanking him, he felt that he was at a loss. Cen Shang owed him this, so he added: "Only rice, no soup?"

No one paid him any attention, and he continued to dislike him: "Won't you choke?"

Cen Shang didn't intend to be as knowledgeable as him, so he tidied up his clothes and sat down on the vacant seat on the sofa, but the absent-minded Xiang Meng was not happy when he heard this.

How can he be dissatisfied with such delicious fried rice?

To be able to re-open the small stove and cook rice for him is the best of humanity. After all, he was hypocritical just now. If he insists on taking a bath before eating, then he can't let a group of elders wait for him to take a bath!

Xiang Meng pouted, and replied angrily, "A three-year-old can't even choke on a meal, you, you're in your thirties or forties!"

"You're the one my mother is mad at me." Although Xiang Jian had food in his mouth, he spoke clearly and well-founded: "I'm your brother, and I'm here today at your boyfriend's house. , is a guest, an elder, not a chef.

I don't need to cook for him, but I do, and I don't have to stay and eat this choking fried rice, but I do.

I hope you can understand that this is all for your sake, and I don't want to embarrass you, so I won't embarrass him.

But I have no obligation to do this, and no one has the right to ask me to do this, understand?

How I am treated as a guest today reflects his personal hospitality, as long as he is not afraid of being criticized, I don't care. "

Xiang Meng pouted, disapproving of his nonsense, but had to admit that she seemed to be convinced.

That's right, this is her boyfriend's house, and he is her boyfriend's guest.

Based on this sentence, he also had to get a soup.

"Boyfriend~" Xiang Meng couldn't hold back, turned her head to Cen Shang's direction and said, "My brother is working harder for a bowl of soup than when he was writing a thesis, or you can work hard to get him a bowl of soup."

Fearing that Cen Shang would start fire again if he worked really hard, he added to Meng: "If there is any leftover of that vegetable soup, just pour some plain water and stir it for him. My brother is generous and understanding and won't make things difficult for us."

Cen Shang smiled and said cooperatively, "Okay."

The two looked at each other and smiled, then Cen Shang turned to Xiang Jian and said, "Wait a minute, I'm going to rush now." After speaking, he imitated Xiang Meng's call to Brother Xiang Meng.

Xiang Jian felt a chill, and the fried rice in his throat seemed to be covered with swill, making his stomach sick.

Forcibly suppressing the nausea, Xiang Jian gritted his teeth and said, "You must be sick!"

(End of this chapter)