[Comprehensive Korean Drama] Attack!Male match!

Ferranante, who was waiting for a reaction, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and then he was made a little hairy by his lover's extremely burning/hot eyes.

"It's, it's raining?"

Zheng Yu yelled and rushed over on the spot, gnawing and kissing.

Faced with this unprecedented initiative and enthusiasm, Ferranant was stunned for a moment, and even raised his hand to try the other person's forehead. After making sure that he didn't have a fever, he thought for two seconds, and then cooperated very bluntly.

In the rising room temperature, the atmosphere is quite warm.

"Zhengyu, uh, so enthusiastic."

"Um~ah, slow down!"

"Hey, call again and listen."

"Shut up, ah~!"

After about an hour or so, the night battle, which caught both of them off guard, gradually subsided.

Well, the battle was too intense, the baths I took at the beginning were all in vain, so I had to soak again.

Lying comfortably in the hot water, Zheng Yu regained his energy to continue the topic just now.

He poked the mermaid line of the guy next to him with his elbow, and touched it with a smile, "I haven't finished talking yet, let's talk."

Ferranant made him feel a little bloody, and he was at an energetic age, and the little Ferrell, who had just calmed down, suddenly wanted to look up again.

This little bastard, is he already courageous enough to rebel?

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the instigator continued to wriggle around, pinching Ferlanant's strong but not exaggerated muscles like a toy, looking over and over again.

Taking a deep breath, Ferranant leaned close to his ear and lowered his voice, "If you move around again, believe it or not, I'll kill you now?"

Then Zhengyu immediately put on a corpse-like appearance, making Ferranant dumbfounded.

The tossing just now was really hard, Ferranant pulled Zhengyu over, and rubbed his waist for him, making Zhengyu groan comfortably.

Kneading and eating tofu at the same time, Ferranant said that such days are quite comfortable.

After thinking about it, Ferranante said, "It's too complicated. Simply put, the conflict between the Bryce family and the Brown family became clear from the grandfather's generation."

Zheng Yu raised his head from his embrace, a pair of dark phoenix eyes shining brightly under the bright light, Ferranant couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed a few times.

The long eyelashes fluttered, brushing against the chin with a slight itchiness.

Ferranant chuckled a few times, and then continued, "In short, my grandfather directly exacerbated and eventually led to the death of Old Brown. Now Old Brown has fought with his father for a lifetime, winning and losing each other. The second son of the Brown family wanted to get rid of Flame, but accidentally killed Selina, and then I killed him."

Ferranante smiled and kissed Zhengyu's smooth forehead, his smile was extremely holy, "That's it."

Zheng Yu blinked, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

This kind of grievance that has been entangled for generations really cannot be measured by the simple concept of smiling away the grievances.

After thinking for a while, Zheng Yu finally found an extremely lame entry point, "Second son? How many sons does the Brown family have?"

"Three," Ferranante said, "the eldest son has the same father as the second son and the third son." After a pause, he slightly pulled the corner of his lower lip, his eyes were a little cold, "the second son is the most authentic, what a pity." He raised his eyebrows happily, "Short life."

Opponents with too much potential should be killed in the cradle as soon as possible, isn't it?

Darren just finished breakfast the next day and couldn't wait to ask to continue listening to the story. Flame, who was opposite him, looked at home, and looked at Zhengyu with cold resentment in his eyes.

Ferranant went over, patted his brother on the shoulder lightly, and went out very friendly.

They don't have much to deal with today, so they should be able to come back for lunch.

Then after the training, Zhengyu happily told Darren about the three little pigs avoiding the big bad wolf, and when they were about to catch the dawn of victory, they were deceived by hypocritical hunters and sold to slaughter field to the story.

Galia, who was drinking black tea on the opposite side, nodded after hearing this, "It's quite educational." Then she turned her head to look at her husband, who always adhered to the principle of keeping quiet, and silently asked for his opinion.

Old Bryce was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly, his eyes wandering, "Yes."

As we talked, we began to discuss the dishes at noon without knowing it, and then the topic changed from whoever started it, and the two sides of the conversation began to exchange food experiences with great interest.

Speaking of this delicacy, Zhengyu is grateful for countless times, Ferlanant, oh, how grateful I should be to your parents for liking to live in Switzerland!

Swiss food is really delicious, okay? This time I went to the UK to shoot a commercial for a week. Every night when everyone is quiet, he really misses pickles crazily with tears streaming down his face, okay?

It is said that the creativity of the people of the British Empire in dark cuisine is endless, okay? Looking up at the starry sky and seeing the unappetizing jelly eel really make people cry, okay?

However, when it comes to food that is delicious in color, fragrance, and taste, Zheng Yu, who has lived a lifetime, said without hesitation that Chinese cuisine is invincible to Smecta in the world!

The sincerity of his attitude and the sincerity of his words are enough to move the world.

Even Galia nodded in agreement, and said with a smile, "Yes, China is a magical country, and the wisdom of the Chinese people is fully reflected in cooking," she said, looking at Zhengyu again , seems to be a little surprised, "I thought, you would say that you respect your own country the most."

After all, South Koreans are known around the world for their fervent patriotism.

"Ahem," Zheng Yu cleared his throat a little uncomfortably, then smiled, "Personally, I'm more used to seeking truth from facts."

Speaking of this, Zhengyu suddenly felt that his saliva secretion was a little strong, and various steaming fried and cooked products were constantly flashing across his mind. nose.

Ah, no, I can't stop the car.

Zhengyu took a few deep breaths, and tentatively suggested, "Well, I'm pretty good at cooking, do you mind having Chinese food for lunch?"

So Ferlanant, who was still outside a few minutes later, received a call from his lover, and the voice in the microphone was extremely excited, "Hey, honey, let's have dumplings at noon!"

Then hang up.

hang up.

The.

God knows he hasn't reacted to anything yet.

Silently looking at the phone with a blacked-out screen, Ferranant had a complicated expression on his face.

"What's the matter, my dear brother?" Pulling his face, he came from a distance with an ice-snow plateau temperament, and Flame threw the golf club aside, looking at his brother who was obviously not quite right, "Backyard Fire?"

Ferranante glared at him fiercely at first, then thought about it for more than ten seconds, then raised his head, and said in a low-key tone that sounded hypocritical, "It's raining and making dumplings at noon."

The glass in Flame's hand shook violently a few times, his facial muscles twitched slightly, and he cursed in a low voice, "Lucky shit."

Eat, drink, cook, talk and fight.

Are all Asian men so decathlon?

For the latest news that the third son [well, Galia insists that Zhengyu is her youngest son] cooks a good meal, both Galia and old Briss expressed their surprise, especially Chinese food is recognized all over the world Trouble.

"Yes, and, it seems to be quite good." Zheng Yu blinked without humility, and he had already started to put on his coat.

Oh oh oh, dumplings!

There is a Chinese saying that nothing tastes better than dumplings, which is enough to prove how popular those little fat guys are.

He has lived so much in this life, he has only wrapped three times: twice with Ms. Zhang, and once with Ferente.

Oh, speaking of it, the little old man has been gone for a long time. If you go out to buy materials later, you can get some souvenirs and send them to him, otherwise you will have a good lecture when we meet in the future.

"Then, I'm leaving, and I'll be right back." Zhengyu smiled and gave a somewhat comical knightly salute to the two old men. Just as he was about to go out, he felt the resistance from the corner of his coat, so he lowered his head.

I saw a fat bun trying to look up at him without speaking, its pink mouth like cherry blossom petals was just tightly pursed, and its big watery blue eyes were looking at him without blinking. Look over here.

Darren didn't say anything, but the three adults present deeply felt the strong desire in his young heart:

take me take me take me take me take me go

"Uh," Zheng Yu froze, and looked at Old Brith and Galia with some embarrassment, "This?"

The old couple looked at each other, and then old Bryce raised his chin expressionlessly to the housekeeper beside him, "Send a few more people to follow the two young masters."

Out of various considerations, Bobby never returned to Ferlanant's side, but continued to follow Zheng Yu.

This time when I went out to buy materials, he acted as the driver.

There were two cars in total, all of which were made of explosion-proof glass and loaded with live ammunition. Zhengyu had the illusion that he was actually not going out to buy dumpling stuffing, but to go into a dragon's pool or a tiger's lair.

Along the way, Darren showed an unparalleled elation, with two big eyes greedily looking at the fleeting scenery outside, and his immature face was full of excitement.

But in three days, the little guy has gradually become like a real little doll, not the exquisite cold doll that Zheng Yu saw for the first time.

Sighing slightly, Zheng Yu pulled up the sleeves for the little guy with a bit of heartache, kissed the soft little face, "Is it cold?"

There is an air conditioner in the car, which Zheng Yu knew, but he just couldn't help but want to pay more attention to it.

Children who are too sensible are always easy to make people feel distressed.

"It's not cold." Darren replied without turning his head, and then continued to read.

Zheng Yu smiled, and let the car stop after turning a few more turns.

"Senior Brother?" Bobby couldn't change his words, so he just kept calling, "It's quite far from that beef shop."

Zhengyu carefully wrapped the woolen scarf around Darren, put on the gloves for him, and opened the car door, "I know, it's still early, let's take a stroll."

Speaking of Switzerland, apart from skiing, there are two things that are particularly famous: cheese and chocolate.

There are many mountains and grasslands in Switzerland, which means that there are a lot of pastures, and a lot of pastures can basically be equated with a lot of cheese.

Many foreigners in Switzerland don't know it at all, but it really tastes so good that it makes you cry.

And of course, chocolate.

Walking in the streets of Switzerland, you can almost find delicious cheese and chocolate in a shop within a few steps.

The two cars followed from a distance, and Bobby led a few experienced people to spread out, keeping a suitable distance between Zhengyu and Darren.

One big and one small, big and small held hands, walking and watching with great interest.

They go into almost every store.

And just tasted it all the way!

The owner of the store is very enthusiastic. In this combination, the big ones are beautiful and the small ones are exquisite, with a good attitude. Others love to recommend them for tasting.

Zhengyu felt that it was about the same, so he smiled and took the small piece handed over by the shop owner and put it in his mouth to try. If he thought it was about the same, he took a little more and handed it to Darren who had been restrained but looked at him eagerly, and the two of them Smiling together.

Buying along the way, and every purchase is four, Ms. Zhang, Ferente, Xuan Zhenxuan's family, and Xue's family.

Cash was definitely not enough, so Zhengyu swiped the card directly, and left four addresses after buying it, asking the shopkeeper to send it to him.

In the end, Zhengyu didn't know how much he bought, anyway, those who received gifts piled up the whole room.

Little Darren deeply felt that since this good-looking and gentle uncle came, in just a few days, he has experienced many things that he has never experienced before!

Drawing, telling stories, oh, and holding hands like now, oh, uncle said this is called shopping.

Darren is so happy.

Although Dad's face seemed a little strange after listening to Darren's retelling of his uncle's story last night, he also said later that his uncle was a good uncle.

Well, a good uncle, so Darren likes him a lot.

The author has something to say: cough cough, well, actually I want to eat dumplings...【Cover face】