Spicy wife wants a hug!

After hearing this, Chu Ziyi immediately took a bowl for himself.

Zhuo Yi picked up his chopsticks, tapped on Chu Ziyi's hand and said, "no, I haven't taken a picture yet."

Chu Ziyi turned his lips and was stingy.

Zhuo Yi takes out his mobile phone, starts to shoot the dishes, and then takes pictures of himself.

After hundreds of self portraits, Qi Yue was ready to move. "Zhuo Yi, let me take a self portrait with you, so that others will know that I cooked this dish."

Chu Ziyi hummed coldly: "I advise you not to take a selfie with him. His 50 million concubines know that they can tear you to pieces."

Seven Yue eyes a bright: "fifty million love imperial concubine so many, a person a mouthful of saliva can drown me, I still save life important."

"Don't worry, this handsome man and my concubine are all quality fans." Zhuoyi pulls Qiyue to take a selfie.

When Chu Ziyi saw it, he quickly stood up and squeezed into the middle of them. "I want to shoot too."

"What are you doing here? If you insist on taking a selfie with us, then you stand in the front. " Zhuo Yi quickly changed his position with Chu Ziyi.

Chu Ziyi never took a picture of himself. How could he know how to take a picture of himself.

Three people compared a V gesture, the background is just the hotel's cashier, which has written the menu and address, as well as take out telephone.

After the photos came out, Chu Ziyi found that his face was bigger than Qiyue.

Then Zhuo Yi picked out three of the hundreds of self photos that he thought were the most handsome, and the photos of the three people, with text, were sent to the microblog.

[mengmengda's chef told me that snow pear, tremella and Lily soup with kung pao chicken will make me more handsome tomorrow! What do you think? 】

after Zhuo Yi's microblog was sent out, Qiyue and chuziyi were there staring at his comment function, but five seconds later, there was no response.

Chu Ziyi sneered: "Zhuo Yi, can you do it? Five seconds later, no one left a message. Aren't your 50 million concubines all zombie powder? "

But Chu Ziyi's words just finished, Zhuo Yi's Micro blog received overwhelming replies and praise.

It turns out that just now, just because the number of comments and likes is too much at the same time, the mobile phone is stuck..

Qiyue covered his mouth and snickered there.

Zhuo Yi opens the message below the microblog.

#Wow, Wuli Yiyi feels handsome again. Even having a meal can make him handsome. #Yiyi, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you! Please praise me, please send my confession to hot search. #

? Light up for you! Turn around for you! Call for you day and night! #

? Am I the only one who doubts whether Wuli Yiyi is still in that shop? #

? My God, the eyes are shining upstairs! Yiyi, where are you? I'm going to meet you at the ends of the world! #

? Ha ha, I think I can guess where Wuli Yiyi is. I'm just near here! Yiyi, wait for me. Here comes your princess. #

after a while, Qiyue found that the telephone in the store rang.

When I got on the phone, there was an excited girl's voice: "Hello, is this Xinyue hotel? Is that the one in the photo taken by Zhuo Yifa just now? "

"Yes."

"Is Yiyi in your house?"

Qiyue covers the phone and asks Zhuoyi softly, "are you here?"

Zhuo Yi nodded.

Qiyue immediately reply to each other.

As soon as he heard that the answer was yes, the other party immediately screamed, almost deafened Qi Yue's ears.