After wearing the book, Little Green Tea was favored by five villains

Song Zheng stared at Song Yingying with great interest, but she didn't realize that the expressions on her face were so colorful.

After Song Yingying worked hard to build herself mentally, she turned her grief and indignation into appetite, and cooked without saying a word.

The corners of Song Zheng's lips curled up slightly unconsciously. If Song Yingying was always acting like this, then she would be merciful and stop fussing with her.

After eating and going home, it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening when we got home, and the family members had a rest. Song Yingying went back to the room to take a bath to wash off the smell of hot pot.

Dry your hair and go to bed, and start browsing Moments.

She would be numb when she saw the circle of friends who swiped the screen and reposted her sleeping at the concert. As a qualified businessman, Zhou Yuan sent several times a day, and the earliest one was a photo of eating barbecue.

There are so many people in the hot pot restaurant in xx, I missed it, so I must go early next time.

It happened to be the restaurant where Song Yingying and Song Zheng went to eat. Fate, if you didn't arrive, you would miss it no matter how small it was.

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"Morning, welcome, come and have breakfast." Mother Song waved at her.

Song Yingying sat down and had breakfast:

"Where's my sister?"

"She, she went out with her friends." Song's mother smiled all over her face:

"Liu Youqi's song is really so hypnotic?"

"Mom, you made fun of me too." Song Yingying muttered a few times:

"It's okay, the main voice is nice."

In addition, she is actually quite used to sleeping in noisy places, which will make her feel at ease.

Mother Song rubbed her hair.

It was too hot outside, Song Yingying didn't plan to go out, she stayed in the room and was familiar with actors and singers in this world.

Now that I have decided to make a movie, I need to get familiar with which singer is suitable for the ost, the opening theme song, the ending theme song, which actor has good acting skills, and what kind of role is suitable for it.

Song Yingying thought of Liu Youqi's singing voice, his voice was very suitable for idol dramas, thinking in this way, Song Yingying included Liu Youqi in the list.

She has been nestling in her room wearing earphones for the past few days, and she comes out to eat three meals a day on time, and does not move for the rest of the time.

Father Song worried: "Yingying didn't cry secretly in the room..."

Song's mother was not as worried as him: "It's normal for Yingying to be busy with her own affairs when she grows up. Her eyes are not red or swollen, and she's fine."

Song Ling stood up: "I'll go see her."

Song Ling knocked on the door and got the answer, pushed the door open and went in:

"What's the matter these days, aren't you happy?"

"Brother, I think you may be unhappy soon." Song Ying said without looking back.

Song Ling approached and saw the content displayed on her computer, a bunch of lists, with her own analysis written, all of which were the names of entertainers in the entertainment industry.

Song Ling was surprised and said, "Do you really want to be a director in the future?"

I thought she was just talking casually, so it seems that she really made a plan.

"Brother, get ready to bleed." Song Yingying felt that his eyes were going to go blind, and there was no need to eat fat in one go. Song Yingying let go, turned the chair and looked at Song Ling:

"Brother, let's work hard to make money."

Filming is really costly, her hopes are all here!

Song Ling: "..."

Song Ling smiled lightly: "Yingying, you can't pin all your hopes on others."

"But brother is not an outsider." Song Yingying opened his mouth to speak nicely.

Song Ling looked around and found that her room was really messy, messy, but not dirty.

The quilt was spread randomly and it was not even at all, things were randomly placed, and clothes were hung on the stool at random.

Song Ling really couldn't stand it any longer, and tidied up her room without complaint:

"Auntie hasn't come to clean up your room these days? It's such a mess!"

"Don't blame Auntie, I messed up this day!"

"You're pretty proud."

"That's all right."

Song Ling confirmed that she was fine and was doing business, so she closed the door with confidence.

On the contrary, Song Yingying remembered a debt, Song Ling's revenge for pouring laxatives in her milk has not yet been settled!

Song Yingying opened the door and went downstairs excitedly.

"Are you willing to come down?" Song's mother said, then turned to look at Song's father:

"Did you see? Yingying is really fine, it's fine now."

On the contrary, it was that kid Jiang Qi who Yingying said that he would never like Jiang Qi again that day, he packed up and left the hospital and went home that day, even if the doctor refused to let him.

I didn't listen to the doctor's advice, and as expected, the wound was torn and bleeding on the way home from the hospital, and the pain was so painful that I was dying.

His parents are so busy that they don't touch the ground. Since Jiang Qi refused cruelly, he has to make a plan that no one else can take care of him so caringly and seriously except Yingying. Even the paid nurses will be lazy. Only those who really love him are good to him.

Father Song smiled: "Don't worry."

"Why are you going?"

"Why not!" Song Yingying ran to the kitchen:

"I just saw a recipe and wanted to try it."

She didn't pervert the laxative enough to carry it with her, so she could only make chemical weapons by herself.

"The kitchen is full of oily smoke. It's better not to go to Yingying." Song's father couldn't help looking in the direction of the kitchen, and he ordered Song Ling:

"Go to the kitchen and see if your sister needs help."

When Song Yingying heard this sentence, he hurriedly shouted: "Don't let brother come in!"

The smile on her face became more and more perverted, mustard, vinegar, and salt were mixed together, but she still looked good.

Song Yingying was holding a small bowl with a sweet and bright smile on her face.

"Brother, this is the first time I've made this. Brother, let me try to see if it's delicious."

Intuition tells Song Ling that there is a ghost.

He hesitated again and again, not daring to speak up.

Song Yingying's reason was justified: "What if it doesn't taste good, my sister and mother are girls, and my father is the elder, only my brother can use it to trick me."

She coquettishly said: "Brother, try it."

Song's father looked regretful: "You still don't want to? I do. Who told Yingying to love me."

Mother Song patted him: "You are showing off to Xiao Ling."

Song Zheng could tell at a glance that Song Yingying was holding back some evil ideas, so she booed after watching the show:

"Song Ling, eat, but don't vomit, this is my sister's wish."

"Well, some kindness." Song Yingying frowned.

Song Ling took a sip with an attitude of seeing death as home, his face changed instantly, he wanted to find a trash can to spit out, Song Zheng was Song Zheng, and he covered his mouth tightly with quick eyes:

"Don't spit it out, just swallow it."

Song Ling was unspeakably miserable, sour, and mustard-like, bursting in his mouth, and salty to death.

Whoever tastes this taste knows.

What's more frightening is that it seems to have a sweet taste...?

What kind of dark cuisine is this.

This is a recipe?

Song Ling's mouth was covered and he could only swallow, otherwise it would be uncomfortable if the mustard was in his mouth all the time.

As soon as Song Zheng let go of him, he poured water violently, and tears were about to come out.

With tears in the corners of Song Ling's eyes, looking at Song Yingying's smiling face, she gritted her teeth and said nothing.

This is a declaration of war!This is Song Yingying's challenge letter to him after he no longer loves Nao!