Real Missy Relies on Food to Counterattack

"Shen Yue's legs are only temporary. He will definitely stand up again in the future, but some people have no respect and arrogance, and they are just two-legged beasts alive."

Tang Qiaoqiao put his hands on his knees without moving his posture, but Shen Liang's awe-inspiring gaze suppressed Shen Liang for a while.

Hu Hong couldn't bear it, and even scolded her son as a brute in front of her, or even scolded her in.

She frowned and said angrily: "Tang Qiaoqiao, you are too presumptuous, I am your elder, I haven't left yet."

"Don't try to provoke right and wrong and deliberately separate the relationship between their uncles and nephews. In the final analysis, they are the real relatives, and you are just an outsider. It was our Shen family who bought it for joy. Don't be shameless. I thought you were the hostess here.

"I can replace you anytime I want."

Hu Hong's arrogant face is really annoying. No wonder it is not that a family does not enter a family to give birth to a son like Shen Liang.

"Change quickly, speed up, this kind of smelly family, she won't be scarce."

Before Tang Qiaoqiao could say this sentence in his heart, the phone on the coffee table rang suddenly.

Tang Qiaoqiao answered the phone, and it was actually an internal call from the upstairs by Shen Yue.

He only said three words: "Turn on hands-free."

Tang Qiaoqiao glanced at Hu Hong mother and son and turned on the speakerphone.

Shen Yue's low voice did not fluctuate, as cold as winter frost.

"Get out!"

Hu Hong and Shen Liang were shocked, they hurriedly looked up, trying to find Shen Yue's figure.

Did he hear all their conversation just now?

Hu Hong let out a cold sweat. Didn't he mean that he was half dead without eating or drinking? Why is he still so full of breath?

The corner of Tang Qiaoqiao's mouth raised: "Have you heard? Let you go."

Shen Yue was spoiled by his father and mother Shen in the palm of his hand since he was a child, and he developed a stubborn and resolute character. The family, including his eldest brother, were a little bit disgusted with him.

Shen Liang was very afraid of this little uncle. The two were not much younger. From childhood to adulthood, he grew up in the shadow of Shen Yue.

Hu Hong and Shen Liang heard the devilish voice, and they ignored Tang Qiaoqiao's quarrel and walked outside the door embarrassedly.

Tang Qiaoqiao smiled happily: "My nephew, go slowly and don't give it away."

The mother and son Hu Hong just stepped out of the gate, and the gate closed with a "clang".

When Hu Hong left the villa, his beating heart gradually calmed down: "This kind of uncultivated wild girl, stay away from her in the future."

Shen Liang complained about his mother: "I said not to come, you have to come. That woman is a lunatic, and now even my uncle is mad, and she has become disapproved."

"You are so embarrassed to say, I ask you, what is going on with Tang Rou? If you two dare to lie to me and I find out, don't blame me for not acknowledging it."

Shen Liang defended with a guilty conscience: "She is a good daughter, what can happen to her, it's all nonsense by Tang Qiaoqiao."

Hu Hong didn't believe his son's words very much. People in love were blind, thinking that he would have to find someone to check the tricks.

Hu Hong: "Then did she really open the trumpet? You must ask her, I see a lot of women who are scheming, because you don't want to make it public, so she will use this trick to force you."

"Huh," Hu Hong opened the door and said before getting into the car, "you tell her, if she can't put her position well, then don't go with each other. I didn't really like the Tang family at first, so I can see from Tang Qiaoqiao. What kind of stuff is their home? There are many famous ladies in Beijing. I will introduce you some more beautiful ones."

After Hu Hong finished speaking, he drove away first.

Shen Liang only felt that the first two were big, and the doubt in his heart became heavier. He immediately called Tang Rou.

"Do you have a Weibo trumpet?"

Tang Rou was shocked, but she didn't expect that he was calling for this.

"How did you think of asking this?"

Shen Liang was upset: "Just say if there is any."

"Who doesn't have a trumpet, that's normal."

"You really do, what did the trumpet write about?"

Tang Rou was silent for a few seconds: "I didn't write anything, just go on one occasionally."

Shen Liang: "Could you really write about our relationship on it?"

"Why?" Tang Rou's voice fell silent.

When Shen Liang heard it, she knew her tone was wrong and became angry: "Do you know how serious the consequences of an idol relationship will be if fans find out how serious my career will be? You should understand me."

"Who told you that, did you see me scribble on the trumpet? That's the little bit of your trust in me?" Tang Rou choked up.

Shen Liang paused, feeling that he was indeed overdone, because he had just been angry with Tang Qiaoqiao.

"I was impulsive, but you have to pay attention, don't write silly, don't think that you will not be discovered, Tang Qiaoqiao can know your trumpet, and others will also find it."

"What!" How could Tang Qiaoqiao know about this? This trumpet was opened after she knew that she was not the real daughter of the Tang family.

Even if Tang's father and Tang's mother still spoiled her, she was still uneasy, and she had to hold onto Shen Liang tightly. But as an idol star, he couldn't open his relationship, so she thought of this trick.

Tang Qiaoqiao, why are you gone, still lingering.

After waiting for Hu Hong's mother and son to leave, Tang Qiaoqiao kicked upstairs.

"Have you heard it?" His ears are fine.

Shen Yue still had an iceberg face: "Who made you pretend to make tea for them with my top tip?"

Tang Qiaoqiao: "I'm not afraid of losing your face, after all, they are your relatives."

"Don't entertain them next time."

"Okay, let them cool off." Tang Qiaoqiao nodded obediently, for the reason he had just made her debut.

"Except for the old lady, you don't have to worry about anyone else."

Oh, there are many grievances from giants.

Tang Qiaoqiao ordered a batch of vegetable seeds online and delivered it to the door soon.

Although Shen Yue has never planted vegetables, he also knows that planting vegetables must be based on seasons and locations. Different vegetables require different soil and water quality.

However, when he looked down from upstairs, Tang Qiaoqiao was wearing a yellow suspender overalls and a big straw hat, like a little bee, alone in the vegetable field back and forth, shrinking into a small ball and squatting on the ground from time to time. Turning over the ground and watering, she was so busy that all the vegetable seeds were planted by her mind.

Shen Yue was even more sure that the dietary therapy method she said was really irrelevant.

In the end, one or two will survive.

Tang Qiaoqiao didn't know Shen Yue's abdomen. Every time she planted a seed, the spirit of her body was buried in the ground with the seed. In her eyes, every piece of land in the garden now has a cloud of aura lingering.

Growing vegetables in the garden is the first step in her plan.

There is a mountainous land behind this villa, all belonging to Shen Yue. When the time comes, as long as she can prove to him that her method is useful, she will plan to expand the breeding plan. At that time, she can also raise chickens and ducks in the mountains...

Ultimately realize the full self-sufficiency of vegetables, meat, eggs and poultry.

Tang Qiaoqiao had a beautiful plan for the future, stood up and stretched out, squatting for a long time and his legs and feet were numb.

As soon as she raised her head, she saw Shen Yue looking down beside the large French window on the second floor, so she waved her hand violently.

"Hi."

Shen Yue glanced at her blankly, shook her wheelchair, ignored her, and left.

Tang Qiaoqiao's hand froze in midair:...

The evil capitalist.

Tang Qiaoqiao was busy all afternoon, hungry, and wanted to eat something to eat at this time.

She remembered that fans said they wanted to watch her live broadcast message, so she tinkered and studied for a long time, and opened the Weibo live broadcast.

Tang Qiaoqiao did not announce the live broadcast, so not many fans came in at the beginning, but the first picture of all the fans who entered the live broadcast room was Tang Qiaoqiao’s face on the screen.

Face value crit!

There was no powder on her face, she was very close to the camera, but she couldn't even see a pore on her white skin, her slick eyes rolled round and round, her pink lips opened slightly, revealing half of her teeth.

[Ahhhhh, Jojo really has a live broadcast, too much fandom]

[Fuck, it's so beautiful, it hit my heart]

[Qiao Qiao's real name is worthy of the slap, I can’t fit on my screen if I change it to, I am envious and jealous] [No filters are added to the photo without makeup, Rui Sibye! 】

After adjusting for a long time, Tang Qiaoqiao finally fixed the phone on the bracket, and saw the message in the live broadcast room.

"There will be someone so soon," she stroked her ears and smiled, "because some fans said they wanted to watch me live cooking, so I tried it today. The angle is always bad. Don't dislike it. Just watch."

[Neither dislike it nor dislike it, you can shoot whatever you want]

[What does Qiaoqiao do, Chinese or Western? 】

Tang Qiaoqiao put on an apron, washed his hands, and took out the ingredients to be made tonight.

"What I am going to do today is boiled beef and spicy shrimp, both of which are artifacts for the meal."

Tang Qiaoqiao took out a good piece of "knee-round" meat, that is, the position of the cow's knee. The meat here is tender and has few tendons.

Wash the beef with blood water, cut the beef into thin slices according to the texture, add salt, cooking wine and starch to make a horse-killing chicken for the beef.

Because Tang Qiaoqiao pointed the camera at the counter, what the audience in the live broadcast room saw was a pair of white and slender hands massaging the beef gently and slowly. The sleeves were rolled up, and the exposed wrists were symmetrical and dazzling.

Lettuce slices and mung bean sprouts are blanched, and spread evenly on the bottom of the bowl.

Put the hot oil in the pan, saute the green onion, **** and garlic, and cook the bean paste and dried chili. The irritating taste of chili suddenly burst into the tip of the nose, and Tang Qiaoqiao felt even more hungry.

Then pour the boiling stock, turn to low heat, and sprinkle the marinated beef slices into the pot. The beef is extremely tender and can be taken out with a slight change of color and poured into a vegetable bowl.

Tang Qiaoqiao grabbed a few more peppercorns and chili powder and sprinkled it on the beef, and the hot oil poured on it with a scream.

[The color and fragrance are delicious, I seem to smell the spicy taste, I really want to eat it] [I have ordered boiled beef for the first time, and I will eat it with Jojo later] [Upstairs is so smart, I still have time to order takeaway 】

After Tang Qiaoqiao came up with a close-up of the boiled beef, he picked up a chopstick and sent it to his mouth.

"The beef is tender and tender, and the strong spicy flavor is unstoppable. At this time, I need a bowl of rice."

Tang Qiaoqiao was eating while explaining to the fans in the live broadcast room.

When the fans were greedy and drooling, Tang Qiaoqiao suddenly clutched his throat and coughed.

[What's wrong, are you choking? 】

[Qiaoqiao eat slowly, drink water quickly]

【Quick Shanghai Mlick First Aid】

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Embarrassed, the pepper shell got stuck in her throat.

The author has something to say: The feeling of the pepper shell stuck in the throat, I have personally experienced, it is not ordinary uncomfortable