The first shooter, he was reborn [Esports]

Stir the noodles with chopsticks to prevent them from sticking together, and cover the pot, and there will be a gurgling sound in the pot, as if the fragrance has turned into a sound that must be heard.

The air was filled with the aroma of scrambled eggs, making people salivate... Cheng Che, who had been hungry for a long time, swallowed silently, warning himself not to be so worthless.

"Here, eat something." Lin Xingling saw the child's entanglement from his embarrassed expression, and handed him the chopsticks.

Cheng Che shook his head and refused to answer.

"It's not to eat in advance, but to taste my craft."

Lin Xingling dispelled his worries with one sentence: "The taste of scrambled eggs will be different from the one just fried."

Cheng Che then took the chopsticks to eat.

One bite at a time.

When the noodles were almost cooked and Lin Xingling was about to put scrambled eggs in them, most of the bowl was gone.

The child's face flushed with embarrassment.

Lin Xingling, on the other hand, held the bowl without changing his face, and poured the bits and pieces of scrambled eggs that covered the bottom of the bowl into the pot, stirred it, and served him noodles.

Fill it out into a small bowl, add a small amount of sesame oil, and put chopped green onion, the color, fragrance and taste are complete.

"You can't eat too much at night, just pad your stomach."

"Ah."

Slender hands hold plain noodles, clear soup looks like a handsome face.

The person who cooks is the one who misses in his heart, so a simple bowl of Yangchun noodles makes people feel appetizing.

Cheng Che held Lin Xingling's hand that was about to put coriander in it, shook his head, and prevented a tragedy.

"Don't like coriander?"

"Yes..." Cheng Che answered calmly, but the groundhog screamed in his heart: I am at odds with Coriander! ! !

How in the world is there such a horrible thing as cilantro?

"I'll take a small notebook and remember it later."

Lin Xingling smiled, brought the noodles to him and put them on the small table, and pulled a small stool for Cheng Che to sit on, "You eat first, and I'll make you scrambled ham and eggs."

"Thank...thank you Captain..."

Cheng Che's ability to do as the Romans do has always been quick.

After thanking the captain, he stopped being polite and ate the noodles deliciously bite by bite.

He bit off a mouthful of noodles and ate the next mouthful. He didn't smack his mouth or suck it, and he didn't make any sound when he drank the soup... He looks fair and looks very elegant when he eats it.

Cheng Che pursed his lips, and quickly swept the tip of his tongue, licking off the soup on the corner of his mouth.

"..." Lin Xingling saw this scene when he turned his head. He was stunned for a moment, and then felt a pain in his head.

This is a treasure I picked up and didn't know.

"Huhuhu~"

Cheng Che picked up a chopstick of hot noodles and blew on it, his face puffed up into a little bun, his eyes sparkled when he inhaled and blew, it seemed that he was full of aura.

Seeing this, Lin Xingling was stunned for a moment, then turned to cook.

The diced ham and the broken eggs in the pot were turned and blended, and the temperature of the bottom of the pot made a sizzling sound, and the aroma followed the sound.

One word, fragrant.

"..."

Lin Xingling took a look at his phone while cooking, and the little guys really didn't sleep, they were chatting happily in the team group.

【Big Long Legs Club】

"Xiao Pei, I caught it at the second level: I re-read the post-match interviews and game audio of the Eastern Conference Finals carefully. Clear sometimes doesn't stutter."

"Xiao Pei, I caught it at the second level: [Video file avi]"

"Don't 460: Indirect stuttering?"

"DCT-cheng: I can't seem to keep up with the new era?"

"Phantom: Don't gossip about others behind their backs."

"Huaxin Radish: Bubbling~"

The Lord suddenly appeared.

"Don't 460: poke bubbles! @华馨萝萝 hurry up and be sweet with him! @DCT-cheng"

"DCT-cheng: Received!"

"Bishop Feng: Clear, that should be selective stuttering? The interview video is so ridiculous."

"Xiao Pei, I'm on the second level: selective stuttering really belongs to you."

"Phantom:..."

Xiao Pei, who couldn't bear their behavior, called Father Xing directly.

"Phantom: When will Clear be added to the group? @DCT-Stars"

Seeing this news, Lin Xingling was stunned for a moment... He hasn't added Cheng Che's contact information yet.

"DCT-Stars: Hold on, he'll be pulled in."

The gossip trio panicked and swiped the screen with emoticons to push the previous chat history to the top. After sending dozens of messages, Wu You suddenly realized something was wrong: "He can still see it when he scrolls up?!"

Fool…

"Phantom: Set history messages to be invisible for new members."

"Brother Feng: I set it up, it's so dangerous..."

"Xiao Pei, I caught it at the second level: that's it."

"Don't 460: Did Xiao Pei seem to say something at the top just now?"

"Xiao Pei, I caught it at the second level: isn't it an ellipsis?"

"Phantom:..."

After Brother Feng fixed everything, everyone quieted down after a few words in the group. Phantom was as meticulous as a needle, and he didn't forget to remind Stars again to let him pull Clear into the group before going to bed.

Lin Xingling replied "Got it" with one hand, then turned off the phone and put it in his pocket, flipped the ingredients in the pot a few times like a showmanship, and put it on a plate.

His movements are so fluent that he looks like a cook who has worked in a hotel for several years.

Cheng Che, who had witnessed the whole process, applauded embarrassingly, "That's... amazing."

"Hey…"

Stars looked over... Quickly ate a few mouthfuls of noodles to calm down.

Cheng Che deliberately staggered his gaze on the pretense of eating noodles.

The cook... Bah, Lin Xingling brought the diced ham and scrambled eggs in front of him, "Is it delicious?"

"good to eat!"

Cheng Che immediately took a piece and put it in his mouth, chewing on it.

Bah...why did it get burnt...

After tasting it carefully, Cheng Che wanted to cry but had no tears: a bit bitter...

Swallowing it with difficulty, in order not to hurt the heart of the senior captain, he smiled and said against his will: "Super, super delicious."

Lin Xingling smiled and said, "If it's delicious, eat more."

Cheng Che: ...

"that…"

If you eat any more, you might be killed. Cheng Che took a sip of the noodle soup and sipped it. After a while, he couldn't think of anything to say to change the topic. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the string of AD calcium milk on the side, so he took it apart. opened.

Use this to divert his attention, and let him forget about the ham and scrambled eggs that cost thousands of dollars.

He took out a bottle and handed it to Lin Xingling. Cheng Che blinked his eyes, "Thank you Captain, let the captain drink this first."

The captain gave him a dumbfounded look.

Cheng Che quickly stuffed the bottle of milk into his hand, laughing.

Yes... Are you worried?

Lin Xingling would have misunderstood it, thinking that he was afraid that some "good ingredients" had been added to it and wanted to let himself try the "poison" first.

Children are quite vigilant.

Lin Xingling poked open the wrapping film of the bottle with a straw and drank it to reassure Cheng Che.

Cheng Che: Now I don't need to eat...

"Eat more of this, it's my specialty."

Anyway, I still can't escape my damn fate.

Cheng Che ate the vegetables obediently, and his heart trembled after taking a bite: specialty dishes...do you mean stir-fried dishes made by hand with the ingredients?

I don't know which one is better than Red Wolf's egg fried rice.

Lin Xingling rested his chin on one hand and watched him eat, and felt that Cheng Che's frowning and scrutiny was really pretty.

Appreciate, just enjoy quietly.

Taking a few more mouthfuls, Cheng Che couldn't take it anymore, put down his chopsticks and took a bottle of AD calcium milk for himself: "I'll eat, I've finished eating...the rest is..."

Before finishing speaking, Lin Xingling interrupted: "It's okay, I'll put it in the refrigerator for you, and heat it up tomorrow morning."

Listen to him anxiously.

Cheng Che (unfinished): Get over it.

I can't escape this disaster in my life.

"it is good…"

That's the end of the matter, nothing else to say but good.

Cheng Che looked at his back carrying the plate to the refrigerator, pursed his lips, and obediently carried the noodle bowl to the sink to wash it.

He never liked washing the dishes, not to mention greasy, the main reason is that the dish soap hurts his hands.

Since he was a child, he basically never washed the dishes a few times. When he grew up, he basically ordered takeaway outside, throwing away the box after eating... It is really rare to see such a situation of actively washing the dishes today.

It’s true that I really don’t want to wash the dishes, but... what I eat is Yangchun noodles, how can I not drink some Yangchun water?

"Eh..." Cheng Che, who suddenly realized that Yang Chunshui was not what he thought, petrified by the pool.

"What's the matter?" Lin Xingling asked him amusedly as he saw the child washing a bowl by the pool for a long time.

Cheng Che shook his head, lowered his head and wanted to quickly wash the dishes and put them back in the cupboard, but he couldn't help but look at Lin Xingling's pants.

Stars's... legs, through the pants, but it can be seen that they are very straight; looking up, there... they are blocked by the T-shirt, so they can't be seen clearly...

your mother!What am I thinking now! ! !

Cheng Che looked up in shame and indignation, and saw the big bucket of white cat dish soap on the table, it seemed to be saying: Wash your brain.

Lin Xingling didn't notice anything, but happily drank the bottle of milk that Cheng Che gave him: "These are all for you, and I'll drink a bottle... a bit out of place."

You don't have a smile on your face like you think you're not authentic.

"fine."

Cheng Che put the washed bowls and chopsticks back to their original positions and did not look at him.

The child is best coaxed, Lin Xingling smiled: "How about this, I will drink you a bottle today, and I will return you a bottle every day from now on."

"…it is good."

"Pull the hook." Lin Xingling stretched out his right little finger towards him.

Cheng Che:? ? ?

Do I still have to say "the hook is suspended for 100 years and must not be changed"?

I'm afraid it's not stupid.

Cheng Che stared blankly at Senior Stars, who now dominates KPL for a year and a half and then retired from K-A, with the eyes of a fool, and suddenly seemed to understand why he was retiring.

Most of the time, there is something wrong with the brain, a big problem.

But it doesn't matter, even if the senior has a problem with his brain, he is still a senior, and he must be respected if he is a senior.

After being dazed for a few seconds, Cheng Che stretched out his little finger of his right hand, hooking it up with Lin Xingling's entanglement, "Pull, pull the hook."

100 years, nothing will change.

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Trivia: What should I do if there is something wrong with the old Gong?Most of them are useless, so I suggest you to replace them directly~

Cheng Che:? ? ?

Lin Xingling: What if the author can't update [-] a day?Most of them are used to it, so it is recommended to kill them directly.

Trivia: [Trying to draw Lin Xingling out of the outline]

Lin Xingling: Mom, I was wrong.