The Magician of Clow

Chapter 1087 Burning Dream
People don't dream when they are in deep sleep.

Should be like this
In front of you is a beautiful garden in the quiet night, with faint lights in the distance, lampstands and pavilions,
I can't remember the cause and effect, I just feel that I have made up my mind,

The child ran out suddenly, trying to catch up with him, and stretched out his hand towards him.
Then I don't know when,

The world is changing, the time is changing, the voices of people are buzzing, and the traffic is rushing into your ears for a moment.
I don't know when I became the child who was chasing after me. I suddenly looked back among the crowd in long clothes and plain robes, looking at this antique street in Fangshi,

Catch a glimpse of the glorious corner of the entire flourishing age under the darkness of night.

Then the next second,
Watch it burn!
It is so large that it is beyond imagination. Everything in a radius of several thousand meters is turned into a sea of ​​flames. Countless prosperity is burnt down, leaving only the eyes full of blazing flames burning red. The night sky is like burning the world.
In the end, the flame wave rolled and expanded and submerged towards him
Let Fangran open his eyes and wake up.

He slowly supported his body to sit up, pressed his right hand to his forehead, closed his eyes again and shook his head,
The previous one was a dream again.?

Blinking his eyes blankly, Fangran vaguely recalled the exaggerated dream that burned the world just now,
Ashamed, I wondered if I practiced last night in order to improve my power and think about the magic barrier
Then thinking of this, he quickly lifted the quilt, took a look inside, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was safe.

After all, playing with fire is not only easy to self-immolate but also easy to pee on the kang.
Slightly yawned lazily, and after only an hour of sleep in the morning, he felt tired and disappeared. Once again, he sighed that [Sleep Card] is really a convenient ability,
It's November in Beijing, which has already passed the first ten days, and it won't be dawn until seven o'clock.
Fangran glanced at the alarm clock. It was only after six o'clock, so it was still early.

He took out clothes from the built-in closet next to the bed and changed into them. Through the almost hollowed-out wall with only a thin layer left, he could hear Gou Yu getting up next door.

He smacked his lips and thought about it for a while, then went to the small or that place for a cup of morning coffee as usual,
Fangran looked at the other side of the living room, the door of Meng Lang's house.

(ΦωΦ*)emmm
My brother just went through the scene yesterday. If he came back from midnight, he must not have woken up yet, so now is the time to steal his underwear.
Hey. By the way, why didn't I go yesterday.?

With a smirk analyzing the information, Fangran suddenly realized that Hua Dian was stunned, and realized that he missed the good opportunity yesterday when Meng Lang was not at home.

This must all be Hulu's fault, I forgot about it yesterday
Throwing the blame to Tang Bing righteously in his heart, Fangran took out the [Sound Pad], and then sneaked towards Meng Lang's room,

then 3 minutes later
"Brother!!! I knew you were going to do it all over again!"

"Damn it! Brother, you entered a scene and even took all the underwear away!"

There was such a noisy noise.

Holding the brewed coffee, Gou Yu came out of the kitchen, looked at Fangran who escaped from Meng Lang's room in embarrassment before dawn, sighed helplessly,

The confusion I saw from him two days ago seemed to be deceiving.

"Ah, Xiaohe, you're awake, do you want to cook? I'll help you, I'll help you!"

"Captain, I can actually do it by myself"

"Don't worry! I'll take out one of my best dishes!"

And then in the morning, after dawn, when everyone is up,
Meng Lang looked at a plate of boiled instant noodles on the small table with an abrupt presence,
Well, a plate of instant noodles with ham sausage and eggs,

Puchi laughed out loud.

"Brother, is this your best dish? Well, it's not bad, it's really good."

Covering his mouth with a rippling face, Meng Lang put on a serious tone of praise, and then broke his work in the next second.

But with a cold glance, it showed that such words could not shake him at all, Fangran snorted proudly:
"Hmph, instant noodles are also different from instant noodles, brother, don't think that the instant noodles I cook are also the kind of casual and unpalatable ones!"

Hearing his words, he took a look at the instant noodles that made him proud,
Meng Lang tried his best to put away his smile, and patted Fangran's shoulder earnestly:

"Brother, I've heard about what happened yesterday, but let's give it up, the persona of a good family boy who is good at cooking has nothing to do with you."

"The degree of inconsistency in the painting style is like being called a cold-faced killer. Putting it on others is a cold-hearted killer,"

Speaking of this, he looked at Fangran and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth:

"But putting it on you, it feels like someone who specializes in eating cold noodles."

"(▼Д▼╬) Do it! What are you talking about, brother!!"

Feeling the unprecedented ridicule from these words, Fangran was instantly ignited and pinched him fiercely.

Using a lace headband to wrap her hair around one shoulder, Xia Yao with this hairstyle looks very gentle. She looked at Fang Xiaoran on the other side with a chuckle and asked:
"Student, haven't you cooked at home before?"

"Aunt Fang loves to take care of the children, and Uncle Fang can also cook, so he always eats ready-made food at home, and basically never cooks."

Ignoring the two guys who were fighting each other, Fang Xiaoran calmly flipped through the memory card while explaining the situation of Fangran's family in a soft voice.

"Well, behind every child who can't cook, there are two captive parents."

Tang Bing, who has full of life skills and was raised in a free range, expresses that he can't understand it very well, with a very complicated mood.
"Hey! Hulu, what are you talking about!"

But taking time out of his busy schedule, Fangran resisted Meng Lang's strength, looked at her angrily and shouted loudly:
"Who doesn't know how to cook, cooking instant noodles is a skill I've honed over and over again!"

Senior, don't be ashamed, okay, I'm too embarrassed to say this
I don't know if I noticed Tang Bing's eyes. After losing the fight with Meng Lang, Fangran bitterly thought, "If it wasn't for the extra underwear",
Fold your hands in confidence and open your mouth:
"If you don't believe me, you can try the gourd."

"Senior, you didn't put anything strange, or did you cook it directly with black wheat and tangerine?"

Tang Bing, who had suffered a loss yesterday, stared at him vigilantly and suspiciously.

"What are you kidding! You must boil instant noodles with boiling water! Hulu, you are insulting my non-compromising rules when cooking instant noodles!"

Looking at Fangran's categorical reprimand, why did Wuyu have such a strange persistence in such a strange place,

Tang Bing looked at the plate of instant noodles that were still steaming, and it really didn't look like anything had been added.

"Student, can I have a taste too?"

At this moment, Xia Yao also looked at Fang Ran and asked with a soft smile.

"Ah, of course."

Why did she hesitate for a moment towards Miss Xia Yao.
Silently looking at Fangran who felt embarrassed facing Xia Yao's request, Tang Bing complained in his heart with a blank face, and then held a 'critical' attitude of dropping three points first,

She picked up the fork with the egg in it, rolled it up and put it in her mouth like eating spaghetti.
Then his eyes widened slightly, showing a surprised expression again
Unlike yesterday's reverse surprise, this time the cooking instant noodles,

It turned out to be really delicious.

To be honest, before eating, Tang Bing thought that Fangran was full of self-confidence. Was it the kind of dead house who cooked too much instant noodles at home?

The resulting illusion of life of 'I'm good at cooking so I cook well',

But the instant noodles in the mouth are elastic and chewy, the taste is cooked just right and the soup is just right, the taste of chopped green onion and poached egg in the seasoning bag,

Obviously, it was not cooked casually for the sake of saving trouble, and this product was very scheming to use the "expensive instant noodles" that cost five or six yuan a pack,
While adding nothing strange,

It turned out to be really delicious!
I can't believe that my senior, who made disaster-like braised pork ribs, still has this 'little trick'.
"Hey, junior, your cooking is really delicious."

Xia Yao lightly covered her lips, her beautiful eyes looked at Fang Ran in amazement and praised, Gou Yu smiled lightly after taking a sip:
"Captain, it's very good, it's cooked deliciously."

"From childhood to adulthood, this is the only thing that Aunt Fang, Uncle Fang, and I will do when they are not at home."

Still flipping through the memory card, Fang Xiaoran raised his eyes to take a look, and explained calmly, not surprisingly.

"Hum hum hum ~~~"

Taking out his skill of pressing the bottom of the box, he was finally recognized by everyone. Fangran hummed with his little nose turned up, and his eyes flicked towards Meng Lang and Tang Bing with excitement.

In the end, I still don’t forget to pretend to be forceful:
"Cooking delicious instant noodles is a skill."

Seeing his lack of a fight, Meng Lang and Tang Bing, who were standing on the same front, looked at each other silently, and nodded silently to each other.
After conveying the meaning of 'Sister Tang Bing's here to you' and 'Leave it to me'.

"Let me tell you, senior, although you do cook instant noodles very deliciously, you don't know how to cook instant noodles, and"

Tang Bing looked at Fangran silently across the small table, then grinned slightly with a 'hey' smile, and said the cruelest words in the world.

"No matter how delicious the instant noodles are, you can't find a girlfriend."

Fang Ran: "."

fucking can't refute
　I'm too lazy to conceive an intermission, just change yesterday's one into an intermission, and then transition to the next paragraph according to the old rules. Guess who the heroine of this paragraph is.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)