Ark Chef Lapland

So life remained so muddled, only poor Hong lost the qualification to sleep with his tail.

But during the day she will double it back.

For example, when eating morning tea at this moment, Hong was learning to use chopsticks awkwardly, and with his empty left hand, he pulled Lapland's tail aggrievedly.

The food is delicious, but she is not familiar with chopsticks and can't rob her sister...

So I really want to use my claws!

"No, you can't learn chopsticks, you will enjoy a lot of food less." Lapland taught her righteously, and then took the last shrimp dumpling in the steamer.

For example, when we eat hot pot, you still use your claws to ensure that you will be hot and cry.

"Red now lacks a lot of food." The little guy pouted and protested.

"Uh... I'll give you another cage." Lapland burped.

She was hi, forgetting that today’s extra breakfast was given to red dots, and thought she was celebrating her move to a new house.

"The Red Club practice using chopsticks!" Red nodded heavily.

There is no breakfast that my sister grabbed, so I feel comfortable.

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On the way to the Great Tavern, Lapland answered Red's question.

This kid is very adaptable, especially after opening his heart knot, he rarely has that kind of cautious posture.

Although there is still concern about being thrown away, it is only because of some scenes.

On weekdays, Hong regained the curiosity that a normal child should have, seeing everything is fresh, and subconsciously wants to ask...

So it became a little chatty.

Tong Yan Tong Yu is very fun to hear at first, but it's the same thing when you hear too much.

Not only lost the fun, but also wanted to plug my ears and stop being bombarded.

But after all, he wanted to be a responsible person, so Lapland didn't just perfuse her casually, or berated her to shut up roughly.

The sensitive little guy has just become more cheerful, and it's not good to be scared back to his original form.

She can only use her knowledge as much as possible to satisfy Hong Wuya's curiosity.

"Why do we eat morning tea without tea?"

"Because I am not from Longmen, if you want to eat, you can give you something next time."

"Forget it, there is no meat in the tea." Hong tilted his head for a moment, and then asked curiously, "Why do morning tea make so many kinds?"

"In order to be full."

"If you make a bigger one, won't you be full?"

"For others, eating different kinds and tastes of food is enjoyment."

"So my idea is weird?" Hong lowered his head aggrievedly.

"No, there are many people who love the same kind of food and don't get tired of it."

"So that's the case, Na Hong is relieved." Hong nodded, and looked at Lapland sympathetically.

It turned out to be strange you, poor sister!

"I'm not a rare panda, don't look at me with such a look! I'm pursuing deliciousness!"

Lapland was offended by the look in her eyes.

Red nodded: "Hmm, I see."

Lapland is so angry, is this attitude comforting me?

So what are you thinking about, little things, I'm a little irritable.

But this sentence finally ended with a full stop, not a question mark, which relieved the 100,000 whys this morning.

This thought just came out, but the little guy who was only half of his height next to him spoke again:

"So... what does a panda look like, why have I never seen it?"

Lapland put his head heavily on the telephone pole to be calm and not hit the child.

She really wanted to ask the owner of the morning tea shop, is she making claypot rice today?

We have a child here who needs to be dealt with urgently.

"Sister, don't be distracted when walking, pay attention to the front, it hurts to hit your head?" Hong was startled, and hurriedly touched her forehead.

...It came, and the question began again.

Lapland, collapse.

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When Lapland and Hong walked into the Dali Tavern, they unexpectedly discovered that Ke Song was still there, and asked strangely, "Don't you need to check in today?"

"I'm on leave, and I have to stare at my ghostly old man." Ke Chung looked like an unknown prophet.

Lapland knew that he had missed a big melon, and asked, "What happened to Dad?"

Ke Song hummed: "He drank too much last night. I told him to confess to Aunt Clarissa. But I suspect he will not admit it if he wakes up this morning."

Lapland stroked his chin: "So you are going to give him another shot in the morning?"

"Don't bother, I have a recording."

"The routine, great!"

Lapland gave her a thumbs up, expressing that she is worthy of being a daughter, and she is extremely precise about his father's character.

"The routine, great!"

Hong also learned Lapland. Although he didn't understand, he might be really good.