Ye Ming's Five-Split Life

But in this world, there are always some things that are unexpected and catch people off guard. Lei Zhen's sensationalism is the same, and so is Qu Jing's appearance.

Qu Jing screamed strangely at the door, oh, I didn't see anything!

Ye Ming was startled. The startled Ye Ming reflexively let go of the hand covering his eyes and pushed Lei Zhen out, so the chain reaction reached Lei Zhen, and it became a real and substantial injury. Ye Ming threw him A standard upside down.

Feng Yuxiang was a step too late and was blocked by Qu Jing from the door, so he could only look in from Qu Jing's shoulder. The situation inside the house was clear at a glance. Feng Yuxiang frowned and wanted to say something when the doorbell rang.

The one staying overnight was the uncle, who sat on the shoulder of the newspaper, and as one-third of the owner, Feng Yuxiang went to open the door angrily.

The food delivery has arrived.

It's a bit miserable. When Feng Yuxiang ordered the meal, he ordered three people. Qu Jing glanced at the table and began to hug Ye Ming and act like a baby. Ye Ming, who was already soft-hearted, was called out by such uncles and uncles, only Ye Ming had a softer heart. Ming quickly couldn't help it, and even the food and rice went into Qu Jing's bowl. Feng Yuxiang couldn't bear it, and Lei Zhen finally found an unopened bag of egg noodles.

I don't know how long the bagged food has been stored, and I don't know if it is still within the shelf life. Qu Jing's eyes twitched, or Ye Ming couldn't resist the pitiful little eyes, so he pulled it over and helped him carefully. , too early to expire.

Qu Jing dragged Ye Ming by one arm and shook it, Uncle...I don't know how to cook...

Okay, okay, I'll come...Ye Ming promised half of it and was hooked back by Lei Zhen's claws. Lei Zhen muttered dissatisfiedly, are you working hard?If you eat and drink, you don't care what he does, don't eat it if you don't know it well, and think about it yourself if you want to eat it. Is my Ye Ming your chef?

Qu Jing is straightforward, of course he is not my chef, but isn't that my uncle? !

Ye Ming was twitched by his righteous mouth. Qu Jing looked at such a stubborn child at the beginning, how could the Great Wall, who was as thick-skinned as the trio, be ashamed of himself? !

Feng Yuxiang took a sip gracefully, you can just call him, I still call Wen Jiabao Grandpa Wen, does he care about me?Uncle Uncle Uncle, tell me to sue you again and ask you to pay for mental damage!

The two of them were talking out of nowhere, talking endlessly, and they didn't hear the black threads like black hair flowing out of their heads.

When Ye Ming raised his head, he just caught up with Qu Jing lowering his head. The eyes of the two of them passed by. Ye Ming heard him muttering endlessly, and subconsciously pricked up his ears to hear the last word—bring the dog. !

with a dog? !Generation gap?

Ye Ming wasn't quite sure which two words it was. Lei Zhen over there had finished mumbling his complaints, and was looking at Ye Ming pitifully with his small eyes.

What to look at, what to look at, and nothing to look at!Feng Yuxiang slapped him, and Qu Jing shrank his neck to dodge it. When Feng Yuxiang retracted the slap, he missed Ye Ming's head and hid it in his arms so that Qu Jing could not see it!

Leave him alone!

But how is it possible for Ye Ming, a good old man who doesn't see others to be treated, to ignore him and deliberately put on a pitiful underage like a kitten abandoned by the owner?

"Just boil some water, put the noodles in, soon, I'll go..."

"Did you hear that? Boil the water and throw the noodles in!" Feng Yuxiang provocatively truncated Ye Ming's words and repeated, "That's enough, I've taught you all the teachings, benevolence and righteousness are exhausted, thank you uncle for preaching and teaching, and then practice it yourself Go!... What are you looking for, do you still want to teach you how to tear the bag and take the noodles out of the package?!"

Qu Jing could see that Ye Ming was bound by Feng Yuxiang today, and it was wishful thinking to move a step, "Cut, I'm on my own, it's not my kitchen anyway, what am I afraid of!"

Qu Jing flicked his sleeves and began to cook gracefully.Ye Mingming knew he shouldn't do it now, but he couldn't help laughing. Sure enough, all the brats who felt that they had lost face were left with this trick. The loser had no choice but to cut through his belly. Look at the sleeves flung, that's called a swallow Mountains and rivers, such as tigers - ah!

Of course Qu Jing doesn’t know how to do seppuku, isn’t it just a matter of boiling water, just as he said, since it’s not our kitchen, what’s there to be afraid of?

Ye Ming was fidgeting at the dining table, and he could see Qu Jing's half back from the open kitchen. Gu Changlin moved this time and followed Qu Jing. It's just that Gu Changlin didn't have Qu Jing's good skills—or good temper, so he didn't dodge. His burly figure was pushed back and bumped into the cabinet behind him.Ye Ming closed his eyes reflexively, such a big bump, what could he hit?

This poor worry hasn't finished worrying about it yet, Qujing didn't know what happened to him, there was a creepy sound of Ding Lang clanging in the kitchen, interspersed with one or two sounds of rubbing gold and stones, and occasionally There was a bang, and Ye Ming felt it sounded like an air explosion? !

Ye Ming saw that the faces of Feng Yuxiang and Lei Zhen were both a little blue. Both of them are craftsmen. It is not difficult for the world to do things. It is easy for the two of them to know each other, but they never knew that there is a kind of talent called a chef. Art idiots, there is a genius called kitchen killer!

After Feng Yuxiang's brow bone involuntarily jumped along with another abnormal non-human scream in the kitchen, Ye Mingqing pushed away Feng Yuxiang and Lei Zhen's entanglement, and if he didn't go, it would be real. It's going to catch fire.

Young Master Lei is rich and powerful, but letting a bowl of noodles cause a fire in front of his eyes, Ye Ming's conscience can't bear it no matter what.

Lei Zhen bit his lip, forget it, I'll go!

Come on...Ye Ming patted his hand. In fact, Ye Ming was worried that Lei Zhen would beat him to death for selling salt for a bowl of noodles. Try my cooking, I will give him a bowl, don’t worry, my cooking is terrible, I can’t compare with yours, I guarantee that he won’t come to eat again next time after eating this time!

Lei Zhen thought about the same thing, so he let go, but after a meal, Lei Zhen regretted it, and his guts were so ruined.

Ye Ming said that his poor craftsmanship made it as good as the pig food stewed in a big iron pot, but Qu Jing devoured it with relish and hiccupped again and again. Qu Jing slurred his speech while sucking noodles into his mouth. Yes, the fire is just right, it is strong and bites the head, and this marinade, oh my uncle, how can you be so good, oh my uncle, if you open a noodle restaurant, I will definitely eat five meals a day, even afternoon tea I've been taking care of you all day for taking supper, ah, ah, uncle, I will definitely get anorexia in the future, how can I live without your face!

He knew that he was exaggerating, but Lei Zhenfeng Yuxiang was still slanted with anger, but Ye Ming was ashamed of it, and he couldn't laugh or cry when he was respected.

Waiting until the last sentence "There is no face from you"...Ye Ming was very distracted.

At this time Qu Jing was still waahing endlessly, his tongue gleaming like a lotus flower, he didn't know what to say, and his saliva was splashing all over the place. Feng Yuxiang looked at his upper and lower lips that kept opening and closing, and felt a strong desire to zip him up. If I can sew a LKK and then pull it from left to right, how wonderful this world will be.

As for what Lei Zhen is thinking about now, when he has the opportunity, he must kidnap Mingming and cook him a meal. Of course, Qu Jing, the super light bulb, will definitely not work before the super light bulb is gone. How much authenticity is in a bowl of noodles? Not to mention, Lei Zhen's intuition is that if there are only two people to do it, it should be good, otherwise a large table is not a taste, but a cook, but the idea of ​​letting Ye Ming be his cook is extremely tempting. I just don't know if he will...

When Qu Jing even licked the last spoonful of soup from the bottom of the pot, and then collapsed on the big sofa in the living room and hiccupped contentedly, Ye Ming's nostalgia for listening to the sound had come to an end, Feng Yu When Xiang breathed a sigh of relief because he found that the world was suddenly clean, he saw Ye Ming's blushing face in vain, and gasped for breath.

cough cough...

The water dispenser was on the side, Ye Ming quickly fetched him a glass of water, Feng Yuxiang gave Ye Ming a complicated look, struggled to take the glass and swallowed it in one gulp.

Then there was another round of violent choking that would carve out the lungs, which was worse than the cough just now.

Ye Ming wanted to laugh at first, he could still choke on such a big man, but Ye Ming became a little emboldened in this situation, this coughing is not a powerful method of Class [-] and Class [-].

Don't be sick?Ye Ming stretched out his hands and touched Feng Yuxiang's forehead. There was nothing unusual. Ye Ming was anxious and put his hands on Feng Yuxiang's shoulders and put his head up. The two foreheads were pressed together for a while, but it was still wrong. Ye Ming closed his eyes and was pressed. Eyelids pressed up.

Feng Yuxiang stopped coughing, Feng Yuxiang held his breath as if falling into a dream, take the initiative, take the initiative, Ye Ming took the initiative to get close for the first time in the world! ! !