Ke Xue world is not scientific

Base IV.

Gin Jiu, who had just returned from trouble, took out his mobile phone.

The vodka next to him also took out his mobile phone a few seconds late.

Gaga's saliva instantly began to secrete wildly.

"Wei Que hasn't slept yet..."

vodka muttered, then swallowed.

"Hmph."

Gin Jiu still snorted coldly in disdain, and his fingers flew quickly.

[It seems that you are very idle, and new tasks can be put on the agenda.] —Gin]

Soon, the reply came.

[If you want to eat it, just go straight to it.] —Grouse]

Gin Wine: "..."

He pressed his palm slightly, but quickly released it, put the phone directly back in his trench coat pocket, walked over to the sofa and sat down.

When I turned around, I found that the vodka was still standing there and frantically pressing the mobile phone.

After a breath, vodka looked up excitedly, "Big brother, Weique said that he prepared a lot of food, and now he has just started to bake!"

But after the next one bowed his head, Vodka's face became lost, and he said regretfully, "He's at Suzuki's house, isn't it a little inappropriate if we go over?"

Gin Jiu directly set up Erlang's legs and said coldly, "It's dangerous, that kind of place is not a place where we should show up."

"Then let Weique come out with his things, just on the winding road."

Vodka got happy again and continued to communicate with Yusuke Suzuki by email.

Without any surprises, it was rejected.

Originally, he was selling swords, so naturally he had to seal his throat with a sword.

Vodka is inexplicably aggrieved.

When Gin Jiu saw his little brother's expression, he was also very speechless.

Can you guy be a little out of the way!?

Could it be that they can't eat a hot meal without that guy?

Before he could speak, vodka was the first to look over, "Big brother, I'm a little hungry... I'll go out and buy a bento, do you want to eat it? "

Eat a ghost's bento!

Qin Jiu did not fight anywhere, and waved domineeringly, "Take out the stored meat." "

Do we bake it ourselves?"

"Can't do it?"

"Yes, I know!"

Vodka ran away directly in small steps and bumped head-on into Hakuba and Malahinu, who came with him.

Several people hit it off and ran to get the ingredients together.

......

An apartment.

Kiel sat at the end of the bed aggrieved and wanted to cry.

Obviously about to fall asleep, what food photos are you posting at this time!

Even if you send it with a private number?

Get an organization email over, and have to read it....

After reading it, I have to say 'It's not convenient for you to come here'.

Where will the old lady go to eat at this time, it's not cheap!

So-and-so apartment.

Amuro Toru sat on the bay window and looked at the moon outside the window, his small hand touching his stomach, and he didn't look very comfortable.

The cold bourbon liquor irritated his stomach even more.

It seems that no night has been so torturous before.

The stuff in the photo, I haven't eaten it, but it looks delicious.

Forget it, eat some small cakes.

Bourbon put down the glass and silently walked into the kitchen.

UK, so-and-so apartment.

Belmode, dressed in pajamas, stared at the photos on his phone, as if trying to see something from inside.

But in fact, she just fell into memories.

She had heard the story of the Panshan Road barbecue stall, but had never eaten it.

At that time, the relationship between her and Weique was still relatively tense, and although Weique had no hostility towards her, at that time, she really wanted to bring the other party down, preferably to death.

For such a long time, she seemed to have smelled some hot pot in the base.

The next time you go back to Japan, you must eat.

A private meal, plus gin wine, those who eat together in public.

The former had already made an appointment with Wei Que.

The latter, of course, is to show the organization the current relationship and attitude between the two.

Of course, if it is really delicious, it is not impossible to eat more meals in the future.

She didn't have to do it anyway.

If Wei Que didn't agree, she went to find Shirley's trouble, and she didn't know what it was like to kiss Shirley in front of the other party.

Ay?

Suddenly a little bit of anticipation, what's going on?

And also hungry....

Gee~

Belmode bit her lip lightly, this UK she really can't stay for a day, what kind of stuff she eats every day.

Shift back to Tokyo.

Time has passed.

Vodka, Hakuba and Malashino sat in rows on the sofa, waiting for the meat to thaw.

After another while, Malashinu couldn't stand it anymore, got up and pulled out his knife, "Just chop it off."

Hakuba nodded along, "I think so."

Vodka pulled out his phone, "Then I'll ask about the recipe for the barbecue sauce."

As soon as the words fell, Gin Jiu's cold gaze swept over.

"Eh... Still don't ask, barbecue ingredients are nothing more than a few things," Vodka wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked tremblingly, "Big brother, do you want to drink?" "

Mighty birds."

Gin Jiu raised his chin and pointed in the direction, "Over there in the cabinet." "

Ahhh... I see..."

vodka quickly got up to get it.

Hakuba also hurried to keep up, and he basically had to mix his own wine.

Of course, the things he tuned out, basically no one else would drink except himself.

However, today's base wine must be a sparrow, and it is not appropriate.

Veycock + Laferg is not bad.

After surviving the rush, some fragrance finally wafted out of the base.

Barbecue is hard to bake, but the taste is good, then it's hard to say.

At least vodka is not very happy.

How to eat how not to be right.

Gin wine was also only symbolically eaten a little, and most of the time was spent drinking.

In just this moment, Wei Que has already dried up two bottles.

Alas... The eldest brother should be in a bad mood today, will there be any new, boring and childish matches next time he meets Weique?

Vodka pondered in his mind the multiple possibilities he could think of.

In the end, I still think that the probability of these two people directly freezing the field will be a little greater.

If this is really the case, then he will have to wait a long time to eat the food made by Wei Que.

Alas... They are all such adults, and they are like children.

Of course, he was talking about Wei Que, there is only Wei Que alone, and that's it.

On the other side, Tokyo to midday.

Yusuke Suzuki burped satisfactorily and packed the rest of the skewers and sent them to the person in charge of night security.

When he came back, he had a new idea.

Take pictures first.

Continue to send in bulk.

[I've eaten it all, it tastes good, and the craftsmanship is great.] —Grouse]

Do things with a beginning and a tail.

Yusuke Suzuki cleaned up her things, went back to her room and went to sleep.

And the people of the organization are now quite unified in their thinking.

Wei Que, you really have that big disease!

Damn it... Obviously I have eaten, why is it still so uncomfortable.

Oh, and there are two people who are not the same.

Kiel and Belmod were hurt twice, and they were a little more uncomfortable.