human game

Naturally, they are different. Apart from age and gender, he and Luan Ying are not the same. Luan Ying doesn't know when the shopping malls are discounted, just like he doesn't know what yogurt is delicious. They belong to Huainan and Huaibei respectively.

Luan Ying thought that Jing Ping was overwhelmed by his question, but she didn't know that everything was in silence.The two of them passed by a stall selling egg-filled pancakes. The steam was curling up and the oil was crackling, which made them stop.Jing Ping touched his pocket and had some change left, and asked for one that didn't add anything, but required more sauce, Luan Ying watched him pay the money, and kept watching the boss's actions, as if he was greedy, Jing Ping was afraid He didn't buy it because it cost money, "It's only three yuan, so it doesn't matter."

He still shook his head, stretched his neck like a dog, opened his mouth, and might drool, "Forget it, I'll treat you to one." The batter fell down and spread out into a square pancake, beside it Make a small opening and pour the beaten egg in. Luan Ying stares closely at every step. The boss asks him if he wants spicy food, but he refuses as soon as he looks at the greasy brush, and finally sprinkles a handful of shallots in a bag and it's done.He took the cake and looked left and right, but he refused to eat it. Jing Ping said, "If you don't eat it cold, it won't be crispy on the outside." He seemed to sigh, "I have never eaten this thing." "How is it possible ?”, Jing Ping used to go to school, and he didn’t want to trouble his cousin to get up early to cook for him, so he ate pancakes at the gate of their school for breakfast every day.

"Really, my aunt said that the things on these stalls are not clean, and they all use old oil." He said excitedly, "Didn't you just see that there are layers of poured out of the mouths of those bottles and cans? It's on top." Jing Ping stopped, glared at him, and interrupted, "Then don't eat it." Luan Ying originally wanted to say something, but since you are a treat, I will reluctantly taste it. After saying that, Jing Ping took the cake back from his hand.

He was stunned for a moment, and wanted to grab it again. After all, Jing Ping was much shorter than him, so he could only use the trick of exchanging hands. In the end, he refused to give it. Luan Ying held his hand and directly threw the cake He put it in his own mouth, barely bit it, Jing Ping took his hand back, stuffed all the biscuits that Luan Ying had bitten into his mouth in two or three strokes, he couldn't eat any more at all, his cheeks puffed up, like a chirping bird frog.As soon as he exhaled, a mouthful of white smoke came out.

"Stingy, you said you invited me to eat, why did you eat it yourself!" He only took a bite of it, and he didn't even taste the taste.Jing Ping hadn't been able to swallow it all, and muttered and gestured, to the effect that Luan Ying himself said that it was not clean and would not eat it. He was tired of chewing, so he finished talking, "I suddenly don't want to invite you for the money I paid. Eat it, can't you?"

Luan Ying became angry, and she didn't speak any more along the way, she kept moaning, her mind was full of omelets, and she didn't remember until she reached the school gate that he took a bite of the omelet, which was equivalent to Jing Ping eating what he had eaten , that is to say, he ate what he didn't want, and after such a self-comfort, he felt much more comfortable.

The two went out amicably, but when they came back, they ignored each other again. Liang Shuan looked at this and that, and really didn't understand. He could make their boss angry again and again. It's a talent.

"I'm done taking a shower, which one of you will take a shower first?" The hot water supply in their school has time, and the hot water is not warm enough for washing in the future. Of course, they should wash first if they can. "Me!", as soon as Luan Ying called out, Jing Ping had packed up and stood at the door. He was angry and anxious, and couldn't say a word, so he could only hum.

Before turning off the lights and going to bed at night, he was still not happy, so he snorted coldly from time to time, Jing Ping lost his temper and called him, "Luan Ying, you are the reincarnation of a god." "Why do you say that?" Luan Ying didn't answer But Liang Shuan was interested. "It's just humming for a day, I think it's one of the reincarnations of the two generals of humha." Luan Ying was about to show her anger, she turned to speak, but the lights were turned off, and she was trapped in the darkness, so she could only hum again.

Jing Ping laughed, and Luan Ying wished she could do nothing. She clenched her fists and trembled when she heard Jing Ping say, "It's just omelets. The school also sells them. I'll treat you to another one in class tomorrow morning." He was obviously happy. I got it, but I still hummed, and crawled back to bed, looking forward to the free omelette early in the morning.

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