10-level precise score scene [Quick Transmigration]

At around [-]:[-], Song Gui's cage-returning sleep ended.

The first thing he saw when he woke up was to look at Fu Yang beside him, he heard his long breathing, he felt his heartbeat, he half-stretched his arms, and kissed his lips.

He kissed lightly first, but Fu Yang fell asleep and didn't respond.He became bolder, and the light kiss turned into a shallow kiss, and then became a deep kiss.

Fu Yang, whose breathing was blocked, finally opened his eyes and stared at Song Gui.

Song Gui had no sense of being discovered, and said very cheekily: "Do you like this alarm method? I like it very much."

Fu Yang: "..."

#If it wasn’t for Fang Chi’s character design, he’d probably beat this shameless person to death#

#This is definitely not Zuo Shen, Zuo Shen is not so cheeky#

Fu Yang blushed, "Mr. Song, get up first." Song Guihuan pressed him halfway, and he put his hands against him, avoiding Song Gui's scorching eyes.

"Yes, it's time for us to buy ingredients." Song Guiyi Gulu got up from the bed, showing off his naked but muscular figure carelessly.While looking for clothes to wear, he said, "I'll have a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed scallops with garlic vermicelli and diced chicken in sand tea, dry-pot potato chips, and a bowl of fish head tofu soup. The combination of meat and vegetables is perfect!" "

Fu Yang who can only eat but can't cook: "..." He didn't want to pay attention to Song Gui, but he had to say: "Mr. Song, my clothes?"

After getting dressed, Song Gui looked back at Fu Yang, who was still in pajamas, suddenly patted his forehead, and said angrily, "Your clothes are dirty, what are you wearing? I'll ask someone to buy them for you. You can just soak for a while." Let's take a bath, after taking a bath, the clothes will be here."

Fu Yang nodded his thanks, grabbed a dry towel and entered the shower room.

Song Gui watched him go in with a playful smile in his eyes.Although Fu Yang pretended to be sleeping well, but he slept with him for so long, how could he not see his little tricks.

Half an hour later, a family of three, two people and one dog set off to the supermarket.

This is a pet friendly supermarket.

The supermarket is very big and there are a lot of people, but these are not important to Fu Yang. The important thing is that he doesn't know how to choose ingredients at all, but Song Gui didn't see anything, so he always asked him a few questions.

"There is still a fish head and chicken diced." Song Gui asked, "What kind of fish do you use to make soup?"

#casual#

#It will be all right#

#I don't pick#

#Please make your own decision#

Fu Yang said casually: "Craucian carp. What does Mr. Song think?"

"I don't care, I can do anything. You are in charge of the spoon, and of course you can buy it when you have it." Song Gui dragged him to the aquatic area to pick crucian carp.He pointed to the fish in one of the tanks and said, "What do you think of this crucian carp?"

"Ah."

#Say less, make less mistakes, don’t say it’s good#

89757, who was placed in the shopping cart, suddenly barked, and couldn't bear to look straight at him and said, "Dad, that's not crucian carp, it's grass carp."

Fu Yang: "..."

"Besides, crucian carp is relatively small, so it is better to use silver carp for stewed fish head soup."

"..."

The shopping guide was an aunt who listened to their conversation and said, "Hey, this is a grass carp, not a crucian carp. The crucian carp is here. Whichever one do you like, I will catch it for you."

Song Gui, who was refuted, didn't feel embarrassed, and said along the way: "Then trouble to find two that are similar, and we will go back to make soup."

The auntie caught two crucian carp with a smile and weighed them.

There was only diced chicken left, so Fu Yang made up his mind not to say a word.Unexpectedly, Song Gui didn't dig a hole for him this time, and bought some chicken breasts directly from someone, pushed the shopping cart, and took him to check out.

Back at the big villa, Song Gui brought all the ingredients to the kitchen, washed his hands with a smile on his face, and said to Fang Chi, "It's ready, now it's time for you to show off your skills. I'll get you an apron."

Fu Yang, who doesn't know how to show his talents: "..."

"Is there any delicious pills or something that can save my cooking skills?" Fu Yang asked 89757 for help.However, 89757 didn't even look at the mall and said, "Dad, delicious pills are not suitable for dark cooking. The black and mushy things you cook, no matter how delicious they are, people can't eat them."

"..." Fu Yang looked at the pile of messy ingredients, helpless, "Is it too late to admit to Song Gui that I don't know how to cook?"

"It's not too late, it's not too late!" Although he admits that he can't cook and will be OOC, it's better than eating a bunch of inedible things. 89757 has no confidence in Fu Yang's cooking skills.

Fu Yang suddenly sneered, "Those who are favored have nothing to fear, don't you, son." Anyway, it's a test, when and how to test, it's not up to him to decide.

89757: "...Dad, what do you want to do?"

"Ha ha."

"..." I felt that my father wanted to hit someone, so I went first to respect him.

Song Gui happened to come out with a cute and charming HELLOKITTY apron. When he looked up, he saw a clean cutting board in front of Fu Yang. He was holding the fish with his left hand and holding a knife with his right.

The fish is a live fish, still struggling under Fu Yang's hands.

The knife is a good knife, it seems to have eyes in Fu Yang's hand.The moment Yu pouted his buttocks and turned his head, the edge of this good knife also pouted in the same direction, and chopped down without hesitation.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Song Gui grabbed Fu Yang's right wrist.

Fu Yang turned his head and looked at Song Gui innocently, "Mr. Song?"

"Are you killing fish?"

"Chop the fish head. Mr. Song wants to drink fish head tofu soup?"

"..." In order to prevent the phenomenon of blood flowing into rivers, Song Gui said: "Everyone is a fish, what is the head and the tail. How about I help you. Come, I will put an apron on you first."

Watching Song Gui put on that pink, short, and invisible apron for him, Fu Yang said, "..." Endure it.If one day he is allowed to confirm the identity of this person, he will definitely avenge this revenge today.

Fu Yang was surprised, "Can Mr. Song also cook?"

Song Guilang smiled, "A little bit."

Fu Yang responded with a smile.

The ribs are chopped, and Fu Yang will still be able to wash them.

There are also onions, ginger and garlic.

everything's ready.

Fu Yang heated up the oil in the pan, grabbed a handful of onion and ginger and threw it into the smoking oil pan, and there was an instant crackling sound in the pan.The sound was so loud that Fu Yang almost threw the spatula in fright.

The onion and ginger are stained with water, and oil stars burst out.

Song Gui, who had just finished handling the crucian carp, looked back and saw that Fu Yang was carrying the ribs and was about to pour them into the pot.He glanced at the other ingredients in a hurry, put a bowl of water in the pot and poured it out, then put clean water and the ribs in Fu Yang's hand again.

Fu Yang was still holding a spatula in one hand, with a confused expression, "Mr. Song?"

"The ribs need to be blanched first."

Fu Yang embarrassed, his face flushed slightly, and said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Song, I, I just messed around like this when I was alone at home. I'm really sorry to cause you trouble."

Song Gui: "..." Little fox, that's great.

Now that Fu Yang had already said that, Song Gui had no choice but to continue, "What have you been eating for so many years! Today I will let you taste what is called a delicacy in the world. It is definitely a level that even a chef can't catch up with!"

Fu Yang smiled, and looked at Song Gui with burning eyes, "Then I'll give you a hand."

"...No need, you go play with Zai Zai."

"But it's agreed that I will prepare a sumptuous lunch for you, I..."

"...It's okay, let's go play."

Fu Yang smiled slightly, untied the apron, and said, "Then let me tie the apron on for you, otherwise it will be bad if your clothes get stained with oil."

Song Gui: "...No need, you go out and wait."

"Ah."

Fu Yang sighed silently, left the kitchen contentedly, and waited for the food to be served in the living room.

Sitting on the sofa eating snacks, 89757 saw Fu Yang coming out and immediately jumped over to rub his trouser legs, saying, "Dad, are you not cooking anymore?"

"Song Gui will do it." Fu Yang hugged it in his arms and stroked its hair, "Check Song Gui's data."

"How can you doubt Song Gui?" 89757 asked.The question is so, but it still obediently checked Song Gui's data, "Song Gui's data is fine. He is a flirtatious person, so there is nothing wrong with spending a little effort to pick you up."

Fu Yang was noncommittal, "Is there only one plane traveler in each world?"

"Of course not." 89757 patted his paw and said, "Dad, do you suspect that Song Gui is also a plane traveler? It's not impossible, but the chance is relatively small."

"How small?"

"It's as small as an elephant watching an ant."

Fu Yang scratched 89757's chin and said casually: "The chances of meeting the same plane traveler many times are even smaller."

89757 said firmly, "That's absolutely impossible, unless the other party intends to follow you. But once the superior finds out, he will be beaten to death by the main god."

"why?"

"No dating in the office."

"..."

An hour later, four dishes and one soup were brought to the table one after another.

Although I don't know how to cook, I can still do things like washing a bowl and setting a pair of chopsticks.Fu Yang took the initiative to go to the kitchen, washed two pairs of bowls and chopsticks and a flat plate and put them on.

When Song Gui came out with the rice cooker, Fu Yang had already filled half a bowl of crucian carp tofu soup for him. He sat down with a smile, picked up the bowl and drank all the soup in one gulp, "Taste it."

"Yeah." Fu Fang Chi Yang felt ashamed that he didn't cook rice and vegetables today. He drank the soup shyly and said with a smile, "It's delicious! Mr. Song's cooking skills are really good." He stood up and took the initiative to take the soup. Pass Song Gui's bowl and serve Song Gui a bowl of white rice.

Only then did I add rice to myself.

He took a sip of shacha chicken, and immediately his eyes lit up, "Mr. Song's cooking is really delicious." He praised without hesitation, but didn't say anything, just buried his head in the rice.

Song Gui noticed his slightly changing mood, "Why, why don't you eat it if it's delicious?"

Fu Yang smiled wryly, "It's nothing." He carefully raised his head and glanced at Song Gui, then quickly lowered his head, and silently picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and dropped it in his mouth.

"My eyes are all red, what's wrong?"

"Sorry, Mr. Song, I just thought of a friend. He..." Fu Yang paused, and then said bitterly: "He is the same as Mr. Song, and he cooks delicious food. It's just that he is gone."

Song Gui slowed down his chewing, "Not here anymore?"

Fu Yang responded in a low voice.

Song Gui said again: "Do you miss him?"

Fu Yang shook his head, Song Gui's face changed slightly, but he heard Fu Yang say again: "I'm sorry for him. He is very good, but I failed him. I failed him in order to get what I want."

Song Gui who was suddenly apologized: "..."

89757 who suddenly appreciated Dad's performance without warning: "..."

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