NBA: Kings of Los Angeles

Eight o’clock in the evening.

Liu Feifei returned home tired.

Cheng Xiaoguo is sitting on the sofa eating snacks and watching TV.

Habitually glanced inside Yang Fan’s room.

“Don’t look, he went to training and hasn’t come back yet!”

“Huh? Go lose weight again! ”

“Uh-huh, yes!” Cheng Xiaoguo found that he almost missed his mouth, and quickly nodded.

“Eat without you.”

Liu Feifei sat down next to Cheng Xiaoguo and picked up a packet of potato chips.

“No, isn’t this waiting for you to come back and do it?”

“I won’t.”

“Then I won’t either.”

“Then wait for hunger!” Liu Feifei took a bite of potato chips: “But the food made by Yang Fan is really delicious.” ”

“Gollum.” Cheng Xiaoguo swallowed a sip of the drink: “He can still cook?” ”

“Yes. Oh yes, you didn’t scold him this morning, did you? Liu Feifei “847” cared: “I left a note for him in the morning and he didn’t see it, I don’t blame him!” ”

“Scold him, how could I, he but…”

As soon as Cheng Xiaoguo said something, he immediately shut up and said, “People came to pick me up with good intentions, and I scolded him for being inappropriate.” ”

“Yes, your personality needs to be changed.”

Liu Feifei persuaded.

“Got it.” Cheng Xiaoguo muttered, if this had been left in the past, it would have been scolded, but if the other party was Yang Fan, how could he scold himself.

After saying that, Cheng Xiaoguo’s stomach gurgled.

Immediately after Liu Feifei’s stomach also rang.

Liu Feifei smiled and touched her shriveled belly: “It’s all to blame on you!” ”

“It’s not to blame me, I haven’t eaten since I got off the plane, I slept until the afternoon, and I don’t dare to go out to eat when I don’t know the place where I am not familiar with life, and I don’t like the food of country M at all!” Cheng Xiaoguo covered his stomach and looked at Liu Feifei: “Sister, I’m hungry!” ”

“I’m hungry too, but I can’t eat the food I cook!”

The two glared at each other dryly and could only chew potato chips.

At this moment, I suddenly realized the importance of cooking.

But apparently neither of them is the kind that likes to snack.

After a few bites, I don’t want to eat it.

“Sister, let’s order takeaway!”

As soon as Cheng Xiaoguo finished speaking, Yang Fan came back wet with a bag of vegetables.

Seeing two people eating potato chips, Yang Fan licked his lips and said: “This thing is not healthy, you see this is how my meat comes from, you watch TV first, I will cook for you!” ”

“Great, big…”

Cheng Xiaoguo stood up on the sofa excitedly, and just wanted to say that the big star cooked for us, but was glared back by Yang Fan.

Then he changed his tone and said: “Go quickly, my sister and I are starving to death!” ”

Liu Feifei glanced at Cheng Xiaoguo with some embarrassment and explained to Yang Fan: “Xiaoguo is this kind of personality, you have to bear a little.” ”

“It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s not rusty.”

Yang Fan took a shower and began to play his other specialty.

Wash rice and cook rice.

Wash and stir-fry.

Chop the flesh and split the bones.

It took about an hour.

Three dishes and one soup are complete.

Before the dish was served, the aroma wafted out, and Cheng Xiaoguo, who was crying, quickly rushed into the kitchen and grabbed a small piece of sweet and sour tenderloin with him and put it in his mouth, swallowed it after taking two mouthfuls, and then looked at Yang Fan in shock.

“It’s delicious, isn’t it?”

“It’s delicious, I’ll eat more later!”

“Lying groove, you are also too almighty, Brother Yang Fan!”

Yang Fan smiled and brought the dish to the dining table.

A sweet and sour tenderloin, a braised carp, and a fungus fried Huaishan.

The soup is pork ribs kelp soup.

It’s a very simple home-cooked side dish, but for Liu Feifei, who has been in country M for a long time, it is delicious.

Three people sat down.

Liu Feifei first served Yang Fan a bowl of rice.

Cheng Xiaoguo had already taken the chopsticks and couldn’t wait to eat the fish.

“You’re a little more reserved!”

Liu Feifei filled a bowl of rice for Cheng Xiaoguo and said.

“Oh, there is no outsider sister again.”

Cheng Xiaoguo took the rice served by Liu Feifei and immediately ate a bite of fish.

“Fresh!”

“Xiang!”

“This cooking skill is a competition with the restaurant master!”

Cheng Xiaoguo is full of praise.

Liu Feifei also laughed.

After serving another bowl of soup to everyone, Liu Feifei sat down and began to eat.

Cheng Xiaoguo sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour tenderloin for her.

Liu Feifei clamped it very elegantly and took a bite.

Cheng Xiaoguo saw the spit and said, “You have to eat it in one bite to get strong, just like me.” ”

After speaking, Cheng Xiaoguo took a piece of tenderloin and stuffed it into the innermost part, eating a mouthful of vegetables.

“It’s enjoyable, you try.”

Liu Feifei looked at Cheng Xiaoguo, and finally stubbornly couldn’t resist her insistence and ate a piece….

“Look, isn’t it delicious!”

Seeing Liu Feifei’s innermost stuffed innermost fruit, it was full of a sense of accomplishment.

Not only Cheng Xiaoguo, Yang Fan also has a sense of accomplishment.

Cooking is the same as playing ball.

Being appreciated and recognized is the best response.

In the end, the dishes are gone, there is still a little left of the meal, and a little of the soup.

Cheng Xiaoguo touched his stomach, looked at Yang Fan and Liu Feifei and said, “I’ll have a soup and rice for a night snack.” ”

Liu Feifei smiled helplessly at Yang Fan, and then went to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

Yang Fan naturally will not be idle, he himself ate a little, left the dining table, he put on a coat and looked at the two: “I went to lose weight.” ”

“Still minus?” Cheng Xiaoguo and Yang Fan made a look.

Yang Fan said “um”.

“It’s so late!”

“It’s good at night, there are no people on the road, it’s good for running.”

After that, he and Liu Feifei signaled and opened the door, and before going out, he said to Cheng Xiaoguo: “It’s okay to help your sister wash the dishes, she is also tired for a day!” ”

Cheng Xiaoguo nodded and Yang Fan left.

Seeing Yang Fan leaving, Cheng Xiaoguo ran to the kitchen to help Liu Feifei wipe the dishes and chopsticks, and asked while wiping: “Sister Feifei, what do you think of Brother Yang Fan?” ”

“He’s not an older brother, he’s only nineteen years old!”

“Then what do you think of Yang Fan?”

Liu Feifei looked at Cheng Xiaoguo: 4.2 “Why don’t you call people brother!?” ”

“Tell my brother to always feel that he looks down on people, heck, don’t get entangled in this problem, just say how people are!”

Liu Feifei took a plate out from the sink and handed it to Cheng Xiaoguo and said, “It’s good!” ”

“I know it’s good, but where is it?”

“Loyal and kind, gentle and considerate.”

“Well, what else?”

“The main thing is that he knows how to be motivated, which is a quality that many men can’t do!” After Liu Feifei finished speaking, she thought of how he sweated profusely every day and night when he came back.

At the same time, the magician John was home.

John Xun had just returned home from dinner when the phone rang.

He picked it up and looked at it, it was Nike’s marketing manager.

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