Chapter 22: Rub rice

"Say! Who is this woman!"
In the living room, Xiao Ling sat directly on the back of the sofa with his arms around his chest and looked down at Xiao Feng with a tone of interrogation.
"I do not recognize!"
Xiao Feng sat cross-legged on the ground, sitting in front of him, shaking his head to deny it.
"Bitch, didn't you say that when you asked me to come to your house."
Si Yejing sat on the sofa opposite Xiao Ling, shorted Xiao Ling, kicked Xiao Feng on the ground with his foot.
"what? What!!!"
Xiao Ling's voice was amplified, sharper and trembling with anger, "You actually learned to take the woman home!"
"No, she is a customer, a simple customer, we just trade offline."
Xiao Feng quickly told the truth.
"Dirty flesh trade? The person who went to bed to fight in the morning is also this abominable woman!"
Xiao Linghu is like a sharp-pointed little beast with deep hair.
And Si Yejing was not angry with a smile on her face, just kicking Xiao Feng from foot to foot. She was wearing fingerless sandals, matching a shirt and cropped trousers, against her tall figure, stylish and beautiful.
"Hey, fight is not fake, did not go to bed! We are normal game transactions, that is in" Myth "."
Xiao Feng is almost losing his temper, and he is weak.
"Humph!"
Xiao Ling's blue pupil exuded strong hostility, staring at Si Yejing.
"The male servant wants to be loyal to me all my life, the wild woman disappears quickly!"
"Come on, little sister, I wish I had killed this guy, and I would definitely not have anything to do with him."
Siyejing in normal state, can not be described as beautiful and generous, stretched the legs that have been kicked, and smiled kindly to Xiaoling's smile, bright eyes have been staring at Xiaoling's beautiful blonde hair.
"Humph! It's better to be like this! Your Royal Highness is hungry, the servant is going to prepare a tribute!"
"Yes Yes Yes."
Xiao Feng got up and walked to the kitchen, looking helpless.
"Hey, bitch, is that your sister?"
Si Yejing looked around in the apartment for a while, then came to the kitchen, and poked Xiao Feng with his finger and asked.
Xiao Feng was too lazy to take care of her, and Si Yejing continued, "I didn't see that you are still a dead girl, really perverted."
"Shut up, you, noisi I won't sell you anymore."
Xiao Feng skillfully cut vegetables and boiled a pot of millet porridge. After thinking about it, I also made Si Yejing's portion.
"Then I don't ask, the dead sister is still afraid of being known by others. Let's hurry up the transaction, and I'll leave after it's finished. I promise not to disturb you and your sister."
"Wait later, Xiao Ling is still hungry." Xiao Feng's movements in his hands did not stop, and he began to cook, suddenly asked, "How did you come in just now? Don't you knock on the door?"
"I opened the door without seeing the door closed."
"Doesn't the door close?" Xiao Feng paused, frowning slightly, and asked in the living room, "Xiao Ling, has anyone been here in the afternoon?"
"No ... no."
The sound of hesitancy came from the sofa.
Xiao Feng frowned deeper, but then stretched out and could not see anything.
"Hey, is your sister's hair dyed?"
Bored Si Yejing then talked.
"No, born."
"Wow! Natural blond hair, those blue eyes are also true! Is she a foreigner?"
"She is Chinese and foreign, her father is Chinese, and her mother is British."
"Hey, can I touch her hair?" Si Yejing's eyes were shiny.
"It doesn't matter if she wants to, if she doesn't, if you touch it forcibly, I will interrupt your hand."
Xiao Feng never looked back, his tone was plain, but he could not hear the meaning of joking.
"Cut, the dead girl controls, not letting touch, not letting touch."
Si Yejing's heart was slightly cold, looking at Xiao Feng as busy as a housewife from behind.
Soon, the dinner of millet porridge with fried meatballs and two greens was ready.
"Huh? I didn't expect you to cook, it's quite fragrant."
Meals were served, and the attractive fragrance wafted in the living room.
Was originally a meal, and she hurried over to trade fangs, naturally she didn't eat.
Xiaoling has already started unkindly. The crispy yellow fried meatballs are crunchy when bitten down. Siye Jingguang listens to his throat.
But Xiao Feng didn't speak, she was embarrassed to chew on her face.
"Go get the chopsticks if you want to eat and make your portion."
Xiao Feng also laughed. The woman was standing at the table watching them swallowing saliva, but she still had to be restrained.
"Then I'm welcome!"
Si Yejing waited for this sentence, quickly rushed to the kitchen to hold a bowl of millet porridge, sat down without any mercy, and then put a meatball into the mouth without a lady image.
"Click!"
The fried golden meatballs were crispy and unusual, and Si Yejing bite it down. The rich fragrance accompanied by the delicious to unparalleled sauce immediately overflowed in her mouth, and the taste buds all bloomed in an instant.
Si Yejing was stunned. Immediately after recovering, he swallowed the meatballs in his mouth, couldn't help but swallow it with his tongue, and immediately picked up the second and third.
Is still an incomparable taste. Every meatball makes her mouth smell, and she has never experienced the taste.
"Ah! You are not allowed to eat anymore! This is a tribute from the maid to His Royal Highness!"
Xiaoling was almost mad, and a plate of meatballs was caught halfway by Si Yejing in a blink of an eye, and quickly grabbed the plate to protect it.
"Be stingy."
But Si Yejing's skill is what Xiaoling can block, so he steals one from time to time.
Xiaofeng also favors Xiaoling to eat more vegetables and keeps Xiaoling sandwiched with vegetables.
The boiled millet porridge is rich in rice and the meatballs are rare and delicious. The fresh and delicious vegetables just neutralize the fat.
Usually the evening meal is just an apple, and Si Yejing has eaten directly tonight, more than Xiao Feng and Xiao Ling combined.
"Okay, go to the game and trade."
Si Yejing, who could hardly move, rested on the sofa for a while before starting her real purpose today. She took the game helmet and borrowed the apartment's network port to go online with Xiao Feng.
The place where Xiao Feng was off the line, Si Yejing knew that he quickly hurried over, and then took the fangs to his hand as he wished.
"Don't read it, it's time to give money."
Xiao Feng urged, but after all, Si Yejing was by her side, and she was not afraid of her running away.
"Well, you know the money, and go inside the money."
Excited, Si Yejing was too lazy to compare with Xiao Feng. He glanced at Xiao Feng and went offline again. Naturally, Xiao Feng was the same.
"Account to me."
Still on the sofa, Si Yejing took out his mobile phone and entered the transfer page, and entered Xiao Feng's account number.
"Wait, why is it 2000?"
Xiao Feng glanced at the arrival reminder, strangely.
"Isn't 20 gold coins 2000?" Si Yejing's voice was weak.