Prohibition of ambiguous PUBG

It's not evening yet, the car is naturally air-conditioned, and the expression on his words is serious.This time, he really expressed his feelings in front of Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng himself would not be shy when he confessed to him, because he knew that his words had always been conniving to him, and he wanted to bully him when he looked so well-behaved.At this moment, some strange feelings arise from the bottom of my heart, and it turns out that this moment is also so exciting.

It can be said that he didn't have any big reaction, and he continued naturally: "Well, Yan Yan, thank you."

No matter how nasty the words are, I can't continue talking at this time. Jiang Heng put his eyes back on the steering wheel and said calmly: "I'll make you stomach porridge tonight. I'll ask my mother how she made it."

"Stomach nourishing porridge..." There was a doubtful light in Yan Ci's eyes, and he poked his chest with his little hand, obviously disbelieving: "I can make and drink it myself, can you do it?"

can you do it...

These words are simply questioning his sense of responsibility as a man.

Jiang Heng held the steering wheel firmly with his hands, he couldn't help turning his head and scratching his face, and said seriously: "How can a man say no?!"

"And a porridge, it shouldn't be too difficult..." He thought thoughtfully.

Seeing his serious face, his words stopped attacking him, and I was quite happy in my heart.Jiang Heng is a man who has never been in the sun since he was a child. It is very rare for him to let go of those things on his own initiative, not to mention...he is still for himself.During the recent period, he has been unable to eat many times, and his stomach is not very good.

When the weather gets hot, most people's appetite will naturally decrease. The food that needs to be cooked at this time is of course some ingredients that can relieve the heat and not be greasy.Jiang Heng didn't have to think about other seafood porridge and meat porridge, he wouldn't eat those words at all.

It was still early, Jiang Heng drove directly to the kindergarten to pick up Nuonuo himself, so he didn't have to bother his mother to pick him up today.Nuonuo ran over happily with small steps, carrying her schoolbag, slipped to the back seat and threw herself into Yan Ci's arms: "Papa, you're finally here to pick me up!"

"Well, what did the baby learn today..." He chatted with Nuonuo kindly, and the three of them chatted and went home.

At night, Nuonuo lay on the sofa and played with the car, and Yanci accompanied him to eat fruit beside him.Because he is still too young, his eyes will be hurt if he always watches cartoons, so the words are generally strictly controlled to prevent Nonodo from playing.

From the angle of the kitchen, Jiang Heng could just see the leisurely look of Yan Zi over there, so he was relieved, and followed the steps mentioned in his mother's WeChat to control the ingredients and usage of the porridge one by one.

Red beans and barley... This is porridge, the water should cover the wrist and a little higher.

Two tablespoons of red beans are enough, and the amount of barley should be strictly controlled.

Based on the fact that science is inherently sensitive to digital measurement, Jiang Heng was afraid that he would put more or less, and he almost strictly compared them with a spoon. The picture was funny and funny.Thanks to the words, I can't see them now, otherwise Jiang Heng's appearance would be unexpected.

The cold air of the air conditioner in the room covered almost the entire first floor, and fine sweat broke out on his forehead inadvertently.

After struggling to put these into the casserole, Jiang Heng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

For the accuracy of the time, he took a look at the time on his phone before walking out in peace.Seeing him coming out, Yan Zi glanced back, feeling a little worried and said, "I'll go and see how you're doing, don't..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Heng interrupted hastily, and made a strong promise: "Trust me in words, this time there will be absolutely no difference. I told my mother every word."

Nuonuo lay on the ground and looked up at him, the little chicken nodded pecking at the rice.Jiang Heng felt a proud sense of responsibility from the bottom of his heart, he is now someone who can take care of his wife, so he should let Jian Zheng and Ah Meng take a look, whoever dares to make a joke and knock out their teeth immediately!

An hour later, Jiang Heng came forward with the pot of casserole porridge in thick gloves.

At first, it looked very viscous, and the words stirred slightly, but I didn't have time to comment for a while.Before the tasting, Xiao Landie made a video call. They put their mobile phones on the table, their words had already adapted to the camera, and they said naturally: "Mom, what's wrong...?"

"Let me see how he is made." She had been raising a child for many years, and it was the first time she saw Jiang Heng could 'wash his hands and make soup'.Xiao Landie had some vague expectations for Jiang Heng, after all, he was his own son.

Nuonuo took the phone and put the screen on the porridge casserole, and said, "Grandma, this is made by Daddy...!"

"Pfft, it's mushy." Originally, she wanted to look around a few more times, but when she saw the layer of porridge that couldn't be cut apart, she laughed out loud.Xiao Landie only saw the surface and knew that this guy didn't come over to stir it at any time, but looked at the slightly sticky porridge on it helplessly, and frowned.Then he clicked his tongue twice, and said bad things to Yan Ji: "I know this kid is not too worry-free, look, this porridge is mushy again..."

I thought I would not be too flattered by this showy rhetoric, but the eyes of the rhetoric caught Jiang Heng's disappointed expression next to him.He quietly took a sip with a spoon, pursed his lips and said with a smile: "It's okay, Mom, it's just a little thick, and the taste is not bad..."

Xiao Landie's expression on the phone was gentle and kind, and his tone was not too serious when talking to the two of them.She just made a joke casually, seeing the expressions of the two accommodating each other, she smiled knowingly and narrowed her eyes.

The son and daughter-in-law are good at throwing dog food, Xiao Landie didn't care, and talked to the grandson with a smile: "Nuo Nuo, why don't you try it too and tell grandma what it tastes like?"

Nuonuo answered obediently with her mobile phone, and took the spoon handed over by Yan Yan.He held the big spoon in his little hand and licked the taste, his eyes lit up immediately: "Sweet, delicious!"

Children's taste is the simplest, almost all like to eat sweet.Jiang Heng was very happy to hear his son praise him so much, and his disappointed expression was immediately comforted. He kissed his waist with his left hand, squatted down and kissed his son urgently on the cheek.

"Good boy, is Daddy good?" Jiang Heng waited expectantly for his next words, but he didn't say anything, and covered his lips with a faint smile.He quietly took the mobile phone and said to Xiao Landie, "Don't pay attention to them, father and son are fine now."

As expected, Nuonuo's next sentence was: "Daddy is awesome!"

After finishing speaking, he gave a thumbs up and lifted Jiang Heng's fox tail into the sky.Xiao Landie didn't bother to talk any more, and after saying goodbye to Nuonuo, she turned off the video call.Jiang Heng served them all the porridge very responsibly, and tasted it himself, the taste was really good, not as embarrassing as imagined.

What I think in my words is that my husband still needs to boast more, what should I do if my self-confidence is hit.He didn't let Jiang Heng give up on himself like that, and continued to give him a thumbs up: "It's delicious, it's great!"

Jiang Heng, who had been praised by his wife and son, took a photo and posted it on Weibo.

WEI-River: The red bean barley porridge I make is good for my wife and son. 【picture】

The man who was stubbing at the side didn't pay attention to what he was doing, and didn't see Jiang Heng's Weibo until he went to bed at night.He couldn't help laughing, and glanced at the man who was blowing his hair: "You are not ashamed, you have to post this on Weibo."

"Then what's the matter, I'm not allowed to show off the porridge I made for my wife?" His hair is not very long, and he has short, clean hair, which almost dries after a little blow-drying.Jiang Heng turned off the power, and went to bed quickly: "Go and retweet Weibo to praise me, otherwise the fans and a few of them said there, no one will believe that I did it..."

"Uh..." I couldn't bear to tell him that even if I believed that the porridge was made by Jiang Heng, it would be difficult to feel the taste.

But she loved her husband like him, and didn't care about his words any more. She took her mobile phone and clicked forward Weibo.There are thousands of comments below as usual, the only difference is that the above few hot comments are all ridiculed by a few members of WEI.

Jian Zheng: Jiang Heng can cook?How many times did this fail?

Ah Meng: The appearance and luster, I kind of believe that the words are delicious because you threatened them.

Coach Yu: Shall I call an ambulance to wait at your door, what if something happens to Yanyan...

To this, Jiang Heng replied in a unified way: Get out, do you want to cook it for you next time you come to my house? !

Although he wasn't coerced and lured, what Jiang Heng did was not too bad.He knew that Jiang Heng followed every step of the way with great care, so of course he couldn't be beaten.After reposting the words on Weibo, he put down the phone, turned around and hugged Jiang Heng with his hands and feet, and kissed him on the cheek: "It's nothing, maybe they were just scared by your previous cooking skills. Next time if you come to us Home, you just cook it for them...it's really okay, trust me."

Under this gentle offensive, Jiang Heng immediately forgot about the scolding incident just now, he felt comfortable physically and mentally after being coaxed by the words, and his reaction somewhere was even more straightforward.

Through a thin layer of pajamas, something hot and hard pressed against Lianzi's thigh.

I felt it as soon as the words moved, and there was no other too intense reaction, so I chuckled: "... What are you thinking about?"

"What do you think?" Jiang Heng's voice became hoarse, of course he couldn't resist the little sheep who offered to bring it up.He squeezed his lips tightly, and bit them lightly, "I'll go to the base tomorrow, or I'll stay away and not go in..."

Looking back on the gentle offensive the night before yesterday, it still tasted good, and I also miss the words.It's okay not to eat meat, but once you experience the fun of eating meat, of course you can understand the taste of ordinary teasing.Thinking that he would not go far anyway, he simply took the initiative to hug him: "Forget it, come on, don't push too hard."

So, turn off the lights and concentrate on doing things.

Through the quilt, Jiang Heng's voice was a little unbearable, he held a box of something in his hand, looked at the words and said, "It seems to be used up, I took a box last time."

"One box..." He supported himself with one hand, his voice was weak and weak: "Is one box used up so quickly? Last time you..."

He paused while speaking, recalling the last night two days ago in his mind.Although the two did only work for two nights, a few were scrapped due to some problems at the beginning.The arrow is on the string and I have to say it, I am too lazy to say anything else, the voice is very low: "If you don't have it, you don't have it, no need."

The author has something to say: draw the key point: there is no spicy one.

In addition, notice that the text is almost over, and it is almost coming to an end~

Today I came up with a new copy, and took some of the original pre-acquisition settings. Because it is a bit long, I won’t post this chapter. You can take a look at the bottom of this article’s copy, or the pre-acceptance copy in the column.Tip: Shuangwen upgraded and slapped his face, and added a child, but it was a child born directly after wearing the book.

Also, thanks again for your support!Everyone who is fattening can start to supplement the text...