Hubby, close the door!

Qileilei throws Murong night out of the kitchen with a black face, and even takes out a knife to intimidate him and forbids him to enter the kitchen again. Murong night naturally won't let qileilei and Tang Fei be alone, so she stands in front of the kitchen and starts various bullet screen modes.

It's not good to mock Tang feishen's help. By the way, they talk about yesterday's things. He dares to say the second, but no one dares to say the first.

On the other hand, Qizhan and qianxian'er are in a lot of harmony. Qianxian'er washes the dishes, and Qizhan takes over the cuts in his hand. When they were husband and wife, they often helped each other cook together. Qianxian'er's skill is very common, but Qizhan's skill is not bad, so she used to cook for qianyiman and her sisters together.

Murong night is a noisy man. The kitchen is very busy. It only makes six dishes and one soup, but every dish is like Xinjiang potted vegetables, enough for everyone.

When waiting for the position to be chosen, there was a lot of excitement. Naturally, qileilei was squeezed in the middle by Tang feishen and Murong night.

Qianxian'er's opposite position was also raised by three men. Chaoxiaofeng and xianyuanxun choose the corner to eat quietly, and qianyiman also chooses the corner to take care of her son.

Qianyiman took a lot of living wine that night, and the atmosphere of eating changed from embarrassment to liveliness. The vinegar flavor that used to fly everywhere was also reconciled. Cheers, everyone. Cheers, I'll have a good time.

Little Mickey also took a sip on the sly. When he was drunk, he hugged Chao Xiaofeng and fell asleep.

The atmosphere in the evening is pretty good. Qileilei is lying on the balcony watching the front garden drinking. Qianyiman comes to her with a bottle of red wine.

"What are you thinking?"

Qilirei hands out the wine glass, and qianyiman helps her fill it.

Qileilei points to the outside, and qianyiman takes a look at it, and immediately laughs“ Is that feishen and Murong night? "

Outside, in a corner of the garden, Murong Ye holds a bottle of red wine and lies in the garden with Tang feishen. They are both drunk and unconscious.

"What are they doing?"

"I don't know. All of a sudden, the relationship became very good." The corners of her mouth show a smile,.

"Ha ha ha! I'll take a picture and wait for them to wake up tomorrow and laugh at them. " Qian Yiman excitedly runs to find a mobile phone to take photos for them.

With a burst of laughter and a drink of wine, qileilei has been staring at the two men sleeping in her arms in the garden. Her eyes are more and more gentle.

Just at this time, she saw Tang Fei Shen holding Murong night's head, forced a kiss on his face, mouth opened, eyes always closed, holding Murong night's head, eyes closed and continue to sleep.

See here, the eyes of qileilei become very complex, she has been clear from Tang Fei's silent cry, see that he is calling his name.

The interesting picture made her realize that her heart was shaken again. She put aside her head and looked at other places. When she saw it, she found that Qian Yiman was taking pictures with an SLR camera.

"Ha ha ha! I actually took pictures of feishen holding Murong. Hahaha, there will be laughter in the next year. " Qian Yiman laughs. When she went to get her mobile phone just now, she thought that it was not clear to take photos at night. In order not to let two big men cheat tomorrow and deny the truth of what happened last night, she took a SLR.