my king

Zhang Qiling hummed, Xiao Tong and Yang Jie immediately turned their gazes on him, looking in awe, and then looked at Yang Yang in unison—boy, you are hiding something.

"..."

"Go home and talk." Zhang Qiling patted Yang Yang's leg under the table and said in a tone that only the two of them could hear.

Seeing that Zhang Qiling didn't want to continue the conversation, Ling Shu naturally changed the subject, and she said to the waiter standing at the door, "Let them serve the dishes."

"This..." The waiter didn't know how to answer, he hesitated.

Xiao Tong slowly opened the menu, "I haven't ordered yet."

"Haven't ordered yet?!" Ling Shu's eyes widened, God knew she was so hungry that she could eat a whole roast duck in one sitting.

"I'm waiting for you. Come and watch it together. You're welcome." Xiao Tong said, after thinking about it, he added, "If you can't finish eating, let's take it away."

"Shame!" Yang Jie and Ling Shu sighed at him together.

How can you not eat roast duck when you come to Quanjude!Xiao Tong asked the waiter to serve one roast duck first, and then order the rest slowly.

"Look at you, it's not ashamed to lose face, a big star is still so hungry." Xiao Tong laughed at her.

"It's easy to starve when you're a big star." Ling Shu rolled a duck cake and stuffed it into his mouth, "I'm so busy every day, I don't care about it, I have to lose weight when I'm filming a movie, you know I can only eat it every day." Does it hurt to boil eggs!"

Seeing that Ling Shu had the tendency to put down the duck cakes in his hand and pour out the bitter water, Xiao Tong and Yang Jie hurriedly put vegetables in her bowl, "Eat, eat more, eat more, don't just talk about it, come here don't polite."

"Then you don't need to lose weight now?" Yang Yang said.

Ling Shu looked over sadly, "I'm going to gain weight now. The new script I received recently is an inspirational one. I want to lose weight from fat to thin. I'm going to be played to death."

Yang Yang swallowed, it's not easy being a female artist.

He interrupted from time to time, the speed of rolling the duck pancakes in his hand is not slow, the little brother seems to like to eat it, he eats every time he rolls it, like a bottomless pit.

Rolling the fourth one, Zhang Qiling naturally stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Yang Yang patted it off, "I can't digest it after eating too much, there are other dishes, don't just eat one."

Zhang Qiling glanced at him silently, then slowly withdrew his hand, picked up a chopstick and stuffed a bitter melon scrambled egg into his mouth.

The baby feels bitter, but the baby doesn't say anything.

Here I said, brother, don’t eat so much that it’s not easy to digest, but Yang Yang himself couldn’t help but his face was full of oil, especially after the brother handed over a super beautifully rolled duck pancake, Yang Yang ate it very satisfactorily. My brother wrapped it up so nicely.

Zhang Qiling feels like a breeder, rolling up one and feeding it, watching the child eat with satisfaction is still very fulfilling.

Before he knew it, Yang Yang ate eight cakes in one go, and if it wasn't because Yang Jie stopped him, he would have continued to eat.Yang Yang rubbed his stomach, and it seemed that he didn't feel any obvious feeling of fullness.

He licked his lips and looked at half of the roast duck on the table being eaten by himself. He was a little embarrassed, his head was slightly lowered, and the tips of his ears were red. Yang Jie made a weird cry when she saw it, and she stretched out her hand to press Yang Yang into her chest. Give me a good hug.

Zhang Qiling glanced at Yang Jie, and forced him to stay where he was, not daring to mess around. He picked up a piece of black pepper beef tenderloin and threw it into Yang Yang's bowl, "Eat this." Then he picked up a piece of cumin lamb for himself.

"Oh." Yang Yang stuffed the beef tenderloin into his mouth and chewed slowly, his eyes rolled around, looking at the mutton on the little brother's chopsticks, he thought it was delicious, so he stretched out his hand to pick it up.

"Mutton is easy to get angry, don't eat it." Zhang Qiling stopped Yang Yang with chopsticks and said.

"That's true. With your age, it's embarrassing and easy to get acne. I think Mr. Zhang likes to eat. You should eat more Zhang. Eat Yang Yang's portion together."

"..."

Too much QAQ

Apparently he never had acne.

Yang Yang bit his chopsticks, the more he refused to let people eat, the more he wanted to eat it, right?

Zhang Qiling ate a few chopsticks, couldn't help but glanced at Yang Yang, tsk, this look is so hot, why do you think he is not as attractive as a piece of mutton?Silently, he re-stuffed a piece of mutton that he planned to give up into his mouth.

In this meal, apart from not having a bite of mutton in the end, Yang Yang said that everything else was very comfortable.The seafood fried rice is delicious, and the soup is also very fresh. He ate two bowls of rice with the soup.

In fact, Yang Yang originally thought that he didn't have a big appetite, but now that he thinks about it, it's probably because the food at home is too bad to whet his appetite.

In the same way, the stretchable stomach of my little brother should be the same...

He thought about it, and felt that it was necessary to take his little brother out for tooth-dashing festivals every now and then.He's still growing, so what if he doesn't grow as tall as his little brother if he doesn't eat more!

Of course, the little brother is a male god, and the height of 180 is definitely the perfect height!It's just a man, I still want to grow taller...

(I can't help the voice-over: Don't even think about sheep...)

Back home, the two of them washed up and went to bed to rest. Seeing that Yang Yang hadn't thought of asking himself why Ling Shu called him "Mr. Zhang", Zhang Qiling didn't take the initiative to mention it.The prototype of the company has not yet been seen, and it is useless to talk about it.

Speaking of which, Ling Shu has to be called another day, Zhang Qiling closed his eyes and thought, it's so ugly.

The author has something to say: I didn’t do it yesterday because I wanted to add a text to Misu’s video "Rebirth" on the spur of the moment... and then I didn’t have time to write this orz [you go

Friends who haven’t seen it on Weibo, if you are curious, you can click the author’s column~ I don’t know how to put the link and kneel orz

[Oh, there is another colleague who wrote about sheep, probably most of the wool doesn’t understand this pair of Lalang, hahahaha, it’s an article for Xiao Yezi with a European and American Lalang~]

Finally... I don't seem to know how to write this article... The main reason is that I don't know how to transition to the past. TAT feels that the more I write, the more the characters seem to collapse?damn...