Why beta is the third party who destroys other people's feelings

You said that you cook when you cook, why do you have to compete with eggs?

After thinking about Wu Zheng's dark cooking, Fang Dongxu decided not to get up tomorrow morning, he refused to eat all the food Wu Zheng cooked.Anyway, he will be on annual leave from tomorrow, and Wu Zheng has to go to work for two more days.

Thinking of this, Fang Dongxu closed his eyes and went to sleep, but he didn't know why, maybe he was thinking that Wu Zheng was still in the kitchen, so he couldn't fall asleep.

Until he was in a daze, he felt a burst of cold air coming from the bed, Fang Dongxu shivered, and opened his eyes, so frightened that Wu Zheng, who had just entered the bed, was shocked and dared not move anymore.

"What did you do?" Fang Dongxu asked with a frown.

Only then did Wu Zheng shrink back into the bed, because it was really uncomfortably cold outside.

"I'm asking you something."

"The toilet is large."

"..." The big shit's tuba smelled of oily smoke, so he had to say it was a toilet tuba. Was it a ghost that he saw in the kitchen just now?

Fang Dongxu rolled his eyes, now he has slept soundly.

With no alarm clock set and no pressure to go to work, Fang Dongxu slept until ten o'clock, but was still woken up by peeing.

Mi Mi stared and opened her eyes, the curtains were carefully pulled up by Wu Zheng, and the quilt was also tucked in well.

After struggling under the covers for a while, Fang Dongxu finally got up.

Because thinking of the scene of Wu Zheng in the kitchen when he woke up in the middle of the night last night, Fang Dongxu ran to the kitchen without brushing his teeth or washing his face.

A small note was posted on the rice cooker:

"The eggs and porridge are kept warm, and the pickles are in the refrigerator. You can order takeaway at noon, and I will bring food back from outside at night."

Oh, it's so sweet.

But, is Wu Zheng's breakfast edible?

Fang Dongxu opened the lid of the rice cooker suspiciously, and found that there were actually two peeled boiled eggs on the compartment inside.

Why is it boiled?Last night, after Wu Zheng worked so long, he boiled an egg?Then why were there so many "corpses" of eggs in the trash can at that time?Fang Dongxu subconsciously looked for the trash can, but there was no trace of eggs in the bucket, and they were all covered with new garbage bags.

This Wu Zheng is also good enough.

Take off the upper compartment, and the bottom is a pot of white porridge that is so light that it can't be more light.

Can I eat the rice cooked by Wu Zheng?

Fang Dongxu didn't even have time to wash his face, he stood by the kitchen side, staring at the rice cooker worryingly, or could he secretly dump all of these away?Anyway, Wu Zheng is not at home, and there is no surveillance system installed at home.

Why don't you try it, after all, Wu Zheng made it after getting up in the middle of the night and freezing like that.

In order to live up to Wu Zheng's wishes, Fang Dongxu swallowed, took a spoon from the counter next to him, scooped a spoonful of porridge from the pot, and stuffed it into his mouth with a frown.

!

It really tastes like ordinary white porridge!

Fang Dongxu's eyes lit up, and he took another spoonful to confirm that it was really a normal cooking.

It is normal to pick up the boiled egg that Wu Zheng has peeled and take a bite.

Fang Dongxu fell into deep thought.

Wu Zheng, where did you go to study?This is not like his level of cooking.

"So, on the first day of the annual vacation, you called me out for coffee just to show off the love between you two as a loyal and unswerving husband and wife?"

Xie Lang, who was sleeping soundly at home, was abruptly called out by Fang Dongxu's phone call.At first, I thought it was some big event, for example, Fang Dongxu found his cell phone and had a big fight with Wu Zheng, and the two wanted to divorce.

The results of it!Still showing affection, really blinded his dog's eyes.

With thick dark circles under his eyes, Xie Lang rolled his big eyes, and yawned at the same time.

It was too late last night, and the group of sand sculptures had to take turns to toast him. If it weren't for his good kidneys, Fang Dongxu wouldn't be able to see him today.

"I'm not showing off, I just found it strange, so I asked you to come out to discuss it. Did Wu Zheng do something outside behind my back?" Fang Dongxu has been feeling up and down since he had breakfast in the morning , very wrong.

That's why Xie Lang was called out. After all, he called Xie Mingming, but no one answered.

Xie Lang didn't answer Fang Dongxu's question, but asked gossipingly:

"Hey, by the way, did you find the mobile phone that Wu Zheng hid?"

"I found it..." He almost forgot if he didn't mention this matter.

"Then you are finished, go back quickly! Wu Zheng will definitely check the location. I checked the location of the two mobile phones at the same time and found that you are in a coffee shop. He will kill you later. I will not be finished." Xie Lang was shocked. , Thinking about Wu Zheng's fussy behavior last night, he shivered.

But Fang Dongxu gave him a blank look, and said:

"Both of our mobile phones are at home, and we didn't take them with us at all. He is not at home today, no matter how we locate him, he will only think that I have been at home for a day."

"Your trick is so powerful...it's not right! Logically speaking, shouldn't you fight with Wu Zheng first? Why are you so calm?" Xie Lang was still praising Fang Dongxu, but the more he praised, the more wrong he became, so he could only wonder Looking at Fang Dongxu carefully.

Fang Dongxu was going to say that he was unable to yell at Wu Zheng because he lacked confidence.The second is to see what Wu Zheng is going to do.

However, seeing Xie Lang's expectant expression, his face darkened.

Why does Xie Lang want him to quarrel with Wu Zheng so much?

Recalling the details of getting along with Xie Lang, Fang Dongxu frowned even deeper, and asked after a long time:

"I said Xie Lang, you don't like Wu Zheng, do you?"

"What nonsense!" Xie Lang was still waiting for Fang Dongxu's breaking news, but the man frowned and his expression suddenly changed, and he actually summed up such a sentence?

Simply pissed off:

"I look like such a sand sculpture!"

"picture."

"I'll go! Putting aside the fact that Wu Zheng and I are both alphas, would I like the kind of Dali monster who cooks so badly that it explodes, and whose IQ is lacking in mind?"

"...Come on, let me just say that, it's necessary to hurt Wu Zheng so much! What about Xie Mingming? Why didn't I answer my call today." Fang Dongxu can see that Xie Lang and Wu Zheng are that kind of typical The horoscope does not fit the type.So the topic was brought to Xie Mingming, after all, it was just a nonsense proposition of his brain.

As soon as Xie Mingming was mentioned, Xie Lang fell silent. He picked up the coffee on the table and drank it down. His brows were wrinkled with bitterness, and then he said slowly and reluctantly:

"At this point, it should be on Zhang Yuan's bed."

"what!"