Chang’an Peasant Girl

Gong Juechen was in pain all over from the beating, and he still squatted there, but he no longer hugged his head to protect his face, but raised his head and looked at Ye Zhi with a playful smile: "Zhizhi, are you angry?"

Ye Zhi wanted to beat Gong Juechen again.

"If you get angry in the future, just hit me, I'm not afraid." Gong Juechen said with a playful smile again.

Ye Zhi: ""

Jing Jing: "" This person doesn't really have masochistic tendencies, does he?

Xiao Changyi didn't even look at Gong Juechen anymore, he just put the soup he made into a bowl.

Ye Zhi just kept silent, feeling that it was a waste of energy to hit someone, this guy was obviously not afraid of beating, but every time she couldn't hold back, she wanted to beat this guy up.

But let's finish the beating, every time this guy says something, it will make her feel more congested.

How could there be such a person in this world? !

Ye Zhi was very incomprehensible.

She didn't bother to understand anymore, she stopped talking about Gong Juechen, turned around and walked to the stove, first looked at Jing Jing's fried dishes, and then said expectantly: "Boss, the chicken feet with pickled peppers I told you just now , do it for me, do it."

Before Jing Jing could speak, Gong Juechen got up and came over, and said to Ye Zhi with a look of thinking for Ye Zhi: "Zhizhi, chicken feet are not good, you better not eat them."

Ye Zhi didn't want to talk to Gong Juechen at first, but she didn't know what was going on. As soon as Gong Juechen finished speaking, she squinted at him for a moment, and said angrily: "When the time comes, if you snatch it from me, See if I don't chop off your hand."

Gong Juechen immediately said with a playful smile: "Don't worry, I never eat chicken feet when I eat chicken, and I will never snatch it from you."

After a pause, Gong Juechen's expression and tone were particularly aggrieved and resentful: "Even if I want to grab it, I can't grab it, your fist is so much harder than mine."

Ye Zhi: ""

"" Jing Jing was silent, and then said: "Ye Zi, I can make you this chicken feet with pickled peppers, but I can't make it right away. I guess you can eat it tomorrow night."

Ye Zhi was happy when she heard that she made it: "It's okay, I can eat it the next night, as long as you let me eat it. I've been craving this recently, and I really want to eat it."

For dinner on the second day, An Jing, Xiao Changyi, the four little guys, Ye Zhi, and Gong Juechen ate together.

There is a large plate of chicken feet with pickled peppers on the table. The chicken feet are plump and white, like jade. They are placed on the plate, decorated with a few soaked feet, and soaked in soup. Not to mention, they are really beautiful.

Ye Zhi ate with great relish.

Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi also like to eat.

And the four little guys thought it was too spicy, so they stopped eating after one bite.

Gong Juechen has never liked to eat chicken feet, but now Ye Zhi, An Jing, and Xiao Changyi all like to eat them, and the chicken feet look really good. Then, he stretched his chopsticks towards the plate of chicken feet with pickled peppers passed.

When Ye Zhi saw it, she immediately opened his chopsticks: "Didn't you say you won't snatch it from me?"

Gong Juechen said with an innocent face: "I didn't grab it from you, I just tasted one to see the taste. I see that your food is so delicious, I'm really curious about the taste of this chicken feet with pickled peppers."

Ye Zhi gave him a sideways look and stopped caring about him.

Gong Juechen just picked up a chicken foot and started to eat, and as soon as he ate it, Gong Juechen's peach blossom eyes lit up, the chicken feet were sour and spicy enough, it immediately made people's mouth water, and the skin was tough and the meat was so delicious up!

Then, the chicken feet were quickly eaten by Gong Juechen.