The dreamy horse racing girl and the real me

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you two?

"I made a lunch myself, but since Aldan gave me one as a gift, it would be wasted. How about giving it a try, Miss McQueen?"

"Yeah!" Overjoyed!

"Huh?" I couldn't believe it.

"Well, I made them myself because my sister wants to eat sweets, so I made them towards sweet snacks. They are all local Chinese delicacies. I don't know if they suit your taste."

Wu Feng took out a lunch box from behind him and pushed it in front of McQueen.

"More, sorry, Chinese food? Mr. Wu Feng is really knowledgeable and talented."

"Well, I'm still a little confident in this place."

"Then, then I'm welcome."

McQueen reached out and opened the lunch box.

"What is this? What is this?"

Mejiro Aldan looked at the bento in his sister's hand.

QQ bounces on it, like jelly.

"This is a thousand-layer cake. It's very sweet and delicious. When I was little, my sister was greedy and my family didn't have enough money to buy snacks, so I made it myself and ate some when I was done."

"Oh, yes, and this one."

Wu Feng took out a large thermos cup from his side.

A black substance that looked like turtle jelly was poured out from inside.

"This is jelly, and it's also sweet. It's too hot in summer, so drink some of this to relieve the heat."

"It's amazing. And it looks good."

Aldan and McQueen, who were born in the Mejiro family, ate and learned cooking skills from chefs who came from famous families.

In terms of food, I only focus on a balanced diet with average nutrition, and the ingredients are all kinds of top-quality ingredients.

The dishes are arranged like art paintings.

If Ma Niang hadn't eaten too much, the two of them would have eaten those so-called fine delicacies that looked gaudy, but in fact every bite was so-called.

And Wu Feng’s bento.

can only say.

Visible favoritism and love.

A smiling face is placed on the small piece of rice with fried eggs and ham.

The food next to it included some burnt rice crackers and thousand-feuille cake.

Small pickles accompany some boiled chicken, add a little bit of oil.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the owner of the bento likes to eat sweet, two small sweet and sour pork ribs, and ketchup to accompany the fries.

The fries even had a hint of caramel on them, a perfect touch that wouldn't appear on a large family meal.

For Aldan and Mejiro.

It is food that I have never experienced before.

For example, when I was a child, I knew clearly that the spicy noodles outside were unhygienic and the food at home was better, but I preferred eating the Fantian brothers, hand cakes, and even planet cups outside.

"Gollum."

Aldan had only one thought in his mind.

"I want to eat, I want to eat the food cooked by Wu Feng."

but.

This delicious food does not belong to you, Aldan.

"Nothing to buy!" McQueen poked a small piece of mille-feuille cake and put it in his mouth. It was cold and had just the right amount of sweetness.

It tastes like eating a slightly harder jelly.

But the taste is as sweet as eating an old popsicle, and it's not too cold. It's just like the feeling of having the air conditioner turned on for 10 minutes in the summer, cool but not cold.

Directly from mouth to belly.

However, why do I feel so cold? My stomach is obviously very comfortable.

But my brain is telling myself, it’s so cold!Get out of here.

McQueen, my sister.

The relationship between us, I always feel that you will be the sister I am most proud of.

but.

If you accidentally gain more than ten pounds tomorrow.

I will take a picture of you and send it to everyone.

"?"

Wu Feng looked at Aldan beside him.

this feeling?

This, this, how do you feel, I can't live more than two months?

No, I, I provoked Aldan?

Watching Aldan looking down at himself and McQueen.

His eyes were cold and devoid of any human smell.

I feel, I feel like when the kettle is turned on, a knife is coming.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"Is it possible that the food I gave Miss McQueen was too poor?"

"Tsk, what should we do?"

Wu Feng looked around, and finally saw the lunch box sent by Aldan in his hand.

"Well, forget it, forget it, she is my sister after all. If she eats it, it is equivalent to me eating it. In the future, I will have the opportunity to let Wu Feng cook for me."

"When the time comes, I can let Wu Feng feed him. Hum."

In Aldan's imagination, Wu Feng was completely convinced by him.

When the time comes, he drags Wu Feng's chin and asks him to feed him the food he cooked.

If it really doesn't work, feeding it to your mouth is not okay either.

Hum, no!

Can't think too much!

"Well, Wu Feng, try what I made. What are you doing?"

The words of enthusiastic worship suddenly turned cold and terrifying.

Yan Ye, who was so in love with a man, opened the door and saw his man embracing the world.

"Nei, can you explain, Wu Feng? McQueen? Why? Why?"

Wu Feng is using the chopsticks he gave him!Give it to my sister!Make your own food!Feed your sister!

The key is!

These are still in front of me! !

Own! ! ! !

"Are you satisfied with this? Aldan?"

"?"

"After all, it's my sister's craftsmanship, and it's delicious." McQueen was quite satisfied after eating Wu Feng's Chinese delicacies and then his sister's Western desserts.

There is only one person in the audience who is about to explode. Who is it?

"Wu Feng, you, please eat quickly. My sister will gain weight if she eats so much."

"Oh, oh, good."

And McQueen touched his belly.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly."

"Okay, then, I'll start."

Wu Feng picked up a piece of tempura, ready to taste Aldan's deliciousness.

Aldan just smiled little by little.

When you take this chopstick down, you will understand my strength.

Just one chopstick.

and many more!

"Wait! Stinky bean sack!"