A Beautiful Porcelain Poem, Enlightening The World's Prosperity

Early the next morning, that is, on Saturday morning.

The weather was clear, and the sun hung high in the sky, just like the smiling faces of children.

The good weather early in the morning makes people feel beautiful.

But Lu Ming didn't think so, just because he had a stomach upset last night.

Yes, in the face of Song Xinyao's majesty, Lu Ming had to give in, and ate the plate of braised pork with his eyes closed.

That night, his stomach began to rumble.

For one night, he didn't get a good night's sleep at all, and kept running to the toilet.

No, after a night of inking, his stomach was finally much more comfortable, and Lu Ming, who was just lying on the bed and preparing to sleep beautifully, suddenly heard a sound of "Peng" from the kitchen.

Lu Ming woke up in an instant, and was so frightened that he jumped up, his eyes flashing with vigilance.

But he looked carefully for a long time, but no sound came, and he put on his clothes and walked out of the room.

Just as he was wondering, another noise came, and now he finally understood that the sound was coming from the kitchen.

Lu Ming quietly walked in the direction of the kitchen.

I saw Song Xinyao wearing an apron, busy in the kitchen.

Oops!

Seeing this scene, Lu Ming's heart suddenly cooled.

This woman is studying how to hurt him again!

Thinking of this, Lu Ming felt that his stomach began to protest again.

Song Xinyao was busy while looking at her phone, as if she was watching a tutorial.

In the iron pot in front of her, there was a lump of unspeakable substance, with a layer of viscous paste hanging from it, and a lot of substance similar to the color of oil wrapped in it.

Bubbles bulged in the oil pot from time to time, and Song Xinyao, a tiger girl, held the lid of the pot and blocked it straight in front of her like a shield.

Where is this cooking, this is clearly the momentum of the fight.

Her other hand, holding a spatula, was a little frightened and tentatively fiddling with the mysterious object in the oil pot.

What makes Lu Ming wonder the most is that this tiger girl seems to have a habit of cleanliness, and after turning it for a while, she still has to clean up the oil stains on the spatula with the rag.

Now Lu Ming finally understood why the voice just now came about.

Lu Ming watched Song Xinyao wipe the spatula and prepare to turn the oil pot, Lu Ming immediately panicked and hurriedly spoke.

"Tiger girl, stop!".

When Song Xinyao heard Lu Ming's words, she immediately turned around.

Looking at Lu Ming in front of her happily, she didn't know if it was because she had used flour just now, and now there was a layer of white powder on the tip of her nose, which looked quite cute.

"Xiao Lu, you're awake.

Lu Ming nodded, then pointed behind Song Xinyao, and asked with some curiosity.

"Sister, what are you doing this morning?" Song

Xinyao turned around and continued to fiddle, and replied casually.

"I'm making fried milk, this is a delicacy I just discovered recently, since you're awake, you can wait, you must try my craft later."

When Lu Ming heard this, he was shocked.

He suddenly regretted talking a little.

Song Xinyao's meal has impressed him to this day, the first time he ate her food, he was almost salted to death, and the second time, he was almost sweetened to death, and he had a stomach pull all night.

And now, Song Xinyao has a new work?

Does she really plan to kill herself directly?"

"No, it's not, she's taking revenge on herself!"

Lu Ming immediately thought of what happened last night, but what made him a little puzzled was why Song Xinyao lost her temper with herself, and cooked early in the morning to get revenge on herself?

A woman's heart, a needle under the sea, he really can't guess.

But now he can see that this meal is definitely a Hongmen feast, and he can't eat it!

"What then.... Sister, I don't seem to be too hungry, so what, I'll go to bed first, and I won't eat.

Hearing this, Song Xinyao, who was still elated just now, was suddenly stunned, and then her tone sank, and she asked word by word.

"What are you talking about?"

Hearing that Song Xinyao's tone was wrong, Lu Ming hurriedly smiled.

"It's nothing, sister, I said, I'm looking forward to .....

" "That's good, hurry up and wash your hands and face, I'll make it right away, and I'll let you try my new dishes later."

Hearing Lu Ming's words, a smile instantly appeared on Song Xinyao's face, as if everything just now was an illusion.

And this is not the most terrifying, what is terrible is that Song Xinyao actually turned around and smiled sweetly at Lu Ming.

Seeing this scene, Lu Ming suddenly felt uneasy.

Song Xinyao, there is a problem!

This is completely different from her in the past, in the past, she couldn't resist scolding people, but these days, why has Song Xinyao changed a little different

? Not only did she scold him a lot less, but now she actually smiled at herself?

Lu Ming immediately frowned, the neurons began to discharge continuously, and the brain also turned rapidly.

What does Song Xinyao mean by the end

? Could it be that her conscience has discovered it?

Impossible, impossible, the country is easy to change, her nature is difficult to change, her personality has changed drastically, there is definitely a problem.

But, what's the problem?

Lu Ming thought about it, so he stepped forward and snatched the spatula from Song Xinyao's hand and scolded unceremoniously.

"You can make a hammer dish, I ate your braised pork last night, I pulled my stomach all night, do you see if you are fried milk? The dog will shake his head when he sees it, and he can make you three dishes and one soup when he stands up. According

to common sense, hearing Lu Ming's words, Song Xinyao would definitely immediately turn on the shrew mode and greet him insanely cordially.

But I don't know why, Song Xinyao just glanced at Lu Ming with round eyes and puffed up, and didn't scold him.

I didn't scold him!

"Do you just don't believe me like that?"

I saw Song Xinyao stomp her feet and walked out of the kitchen directly.

But this look, where there is an angry look, is not so much angry as .....

Yes, Song Xinyao's appearance does look exactly the same as being coquettish.

Lu Ming suddenly felt a thrill in his heart, and he thought of a terrible conjecture.

Could it be that because of getting along these days, Song Xinyao was completely conquered by her masculine charm, so she had a good impression of herself?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

If Song Xinyao really has a good impression of herself, and the two are currently claiming to be a couple, in case one day she drinks too much like last time, and she will ..... after drinking

Hey......

The more you think about it, the more terrifying it becomes.

If this kind of thing really happened, would he still be able to stick to his own position?

Song Xinyao is beautiful, has a good figure, and is a typical rich woman, except for being a little older than him, there is really no place to choose.

If Song Xinyao really wants to do something to herself.

Can he really hold on

? Do he have to surrender to the rich woman, or eat with his talent?

For the first time in history, he was really confused.