wild king

The two parties involved and rioters turned a deaf ear to the cries of "coolies" and swaggered into the base.

"What about Zhong Wen and the others, haven't they come back yet?"

They went out together at 01 o'clock in the morning, and now it's 30:[-]. It's really slow enough. If I knew it, I would have let them split up.

Baili Yunbing thought with regret, feeling annoyed (who knows if it was) for his mistake.

"Sister Bing's, Xuan Bao's, Tell's...

"There are also managers and coaches!"

"........."

Zhong Wen was silent at the side, his face was brilliant, as if he had eaten bad rice.

He embraced Cheng Yue's slightly thin shoulders, and squeezed hard near the neck. Seeing Cheng Yue tremble, he raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

"And mine, huh?"

Cheng Yue was holding a pink cat ear headband in his hand, and upon hearing this, he put it on Zhong Wen's head with his backhand.

Cheng Yue: "Your, it looks good!"

Zhong Wen raised his hand to touch it, then looked at the glasses, but didn't react for a while.

After a while, Zhong Wen took off the headband and stared at him meaningfully for a few seconds, then said in a voice that could not hear the joy or anger, "That's right, I have a good eye."

Cheng Yue: "..."

What happened to the sudden urge to run away? ? ?

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

When the clock pointed to 03:30, Zhong Wen and Cheng Yue slammed open the door carrying large and small bags and rushed in.

This operation successfully attracted everyone's attention.

Rolling up her sleeves and pouring water into the flour, Song Shixuan's hands shook a lot, there was too much water...

Song Shixuan glanced at the door calmly, then quickly took it back with a dazed expression.

Half a minute later, she lowered her voice and said brokenly: "...add more water to the noodles, add more noodles to the noodles, add more water to the noodles, add more noodles..."

Baili Yunbing, who was choosing vegetables next to her, paused for a moment, looked thoughtfully at the visitor a few times, and then returned to the washbasin.

Looking at the basin full of "noodle paste", she suddenly felt that she had made a very wrong decision.

Song Bin: "Good guy, you have moved halfway to the supermarket, right?!"

Zhong Wen was stunned for a moment, then said modestly: "The main reason is that the money is not enough..."

"........."

Song Bin died.

From time to time, there was the sound of "bang bang" chopping bones in the kitchen, which made people tremble with fear.

Lying on the chopping board was a big goose that had been chopped up in pieces, with countless knife marks on its body, which made it hard to bear to look at.

Cheng Yue swallowed, and silently looked away.

He feels that this is not his beloved base anymore, this is obviously the Asura Field!

"What did you buy?"

It was Baili Yunbing who broke the deadlock with his words.

Zhong Wen and Cheng Yue opened all the shopping bags and took them out one by one, with a two-person voice broadcast:

"One bag of disposable paper cups, ten pairs of solid wood chopsticks, ten ceramic bowls, and seven pairs of window grille couplets."

"A bottle of each drink, a bag of pistachios, and a bag of almonds."

"A box of Okamoto, Du Lei..."

Zhong Wen read the contents of the bag mechanically, completely unaware that he was being focused again.

It was Cheng Yue who hurriedly put down the things in his hands and covered his mouth that didn't know what he was reading.

Zhong Wen was stunned for a moment before he realized, and looked at Cheng Yue with a guilty conscience.

Cheng Yue's whole body is colored in a second, like a boiled shrimp, and he glances at him with a glance (from Zhong Wen's perspective).

Zhong Wen: "..."

Although my daughter-in-law dared to stare at me, there was no way it could be done, it was my fault...

Song Shixuan, who has the same style of New Year's red as Cheng Yue, puts flour in the basin with her body behind her back, trying to cover up the fact that she is blushing.

Of course...it doesn't help.

No matter what, what needs to be done is still to be done.

By the time it got dark, their base had been completely "makeover".

The bright red couplets on the window grilles are all beautifully pasted, and the fruits of the labor of the two housekeepers in the afternoon are obviously very impressive.

The floor tiles are shining brightly, and the glass doors can be many mirrors. The corners of the entire base seem to be shining, although only the porcelain surface has been wiped clean.

"Hey, what kind of plant is this? Why is it still so green in winter?"

Jiang Guoyu always felt it was very strange, so he stepped forward to take a closer look and questioned his soul.

"........."

Smart people don't know how to answer this, but I still have to explain it.

Baili Yunbing contemplated his words, using a tactful tone, trying to protect poor Tell's self-esteem as much as possible.

"Well... this is actually... a kind of... high-simulation green plant decoration, enough to make the real one..."

Pooh!

Baili Yunbing spat at herself, she felt that her conscience was quite disturbed...

Song Shixuan nestled on the sofa, "crunching" the potato chips while smiling with squinted eyes, watching her partner open his eyes and talk nonsense.

Song Shixuan: "Indeed, I almost believed it."

Bailiyun glanced at her coldly, but the other party didn't buy it, made a face at her, then retracted and continued to eat potato chips.

Zhong Wen, who had a big oolong, sorted out the "big and small bags" he bought and put them away.

After such a commotion, he didn't always hold his wife in his arms, and "Zi Liu" rushed into the kitchen to help "Chef Chen".

"Brother Song, what are we doing?"

Brother Song glanced at him, then at the small ball on the sofa, for a rare moment of silence.

Then, Song Bin said indifferently: "We..."

"Go get the courier, the two of you together."

Baili Yunbing's eyes moved from the green vegetables to them, turned around, and then fell back to the green vegetables.

The two nodded, and when they reached the gate of the base, they were blocked.

"Hello, this is Ms. Baili... are you there?"

The courier jumped out of the car with his things in his hands. He wore a big white mask, his head was lowered, and his voice was muffled.

The man read the information on the receipt to himself, raised his head, and the word "lady" who had no time to brake hit him, knocking the two of them together, one Buddha was born, and two Buddhas ascended to heaven posture.

Fortunately, the smooth-talking courier could speak, and he added two more words, and Cheng Yue and Song Bin's complexions gradually improved.

Cheng Yue: "Ah, ah, Ms. Baili is inside, and we came out to pick up the courier for her."

Cheng Yue was afraid that the man would say something surprising again intentionally or unintentionally, so he hurriedly took over the conversation, as if he was about to pick up something.

"........."

Caught off guard and unprepared, Cheng Yue was taken forward by "things". If Song Bin hadn't pulled him from behind, he probably would have had to give the courier a New Year's greeting...

"Fuck! What is it, why is it so heavy?"

Cheng Yue, who reacted, was full of surprises, and together with Song, he picked up the information on the receipt.

The courier looked at the two of them as if he was seeing cerebral palsy, muttered something, turned around and slid into the car to leave, for fear that cerebral palsy would be contagious.

"Fish... twenty kilograms..."

Song Bin and Cheng Yue looked at each other with incredible eyes.

Song Bin: "Miss Baili, what kind of fish did you buy, and you bought [-] kilograms?!

"Bluefin tuna, not bought."

Baili Yunbing slowly picked out a yellow leaf, raised his head and glanced casually, his tone was calm.

"........."

Everyone was shocked...

Song Shixuan: "So fast? How long did it take? Sure enough, I don't understand the world of the rich!"

The tone was full of curiosity and a hint of disdain for the rich, as if she was a poor ghost...

Song Bin: "It seems...it's not that heavy!"

Song Bin's inner OS: [-] kilograms... how much is a kilogram of this thing? ?

Zhong Wen poked out half of his head and Chen Yihan above his head: "What the hell, what did I hear, what kind of fish?"

"Eyes staring like brass bells, shooting lightning-like wit"

"........."

An incomparably appropriate bell sounded from the door, and Shen Yiqiu and Qian Nini stood side by side, extremely active, out of tune with the strange stiffness inside.

"What's the matter, one, two, three wooden people?"

Shen Yiqiu smiled lightly, still as inconspicuous as ever, causing Qian Nini to pinch his waist.

Fortunately, this person is still pretending.

Qian Nini was speechless on the spot, ignored her, went in by herself and nestled on the sofa with Song Shixuan.

Song Shixuan, who didn't know anything and thought that Qian Nini had gone back, looked at her with half surprise and half doubt.

"Why didn't you go back?"

"........."

Qian Nini didn't speak, but sometimes it's not necessary to speak, like now, the cheeks slowly turning red are about to sell her out.

"Oh~~~"

Song Shixuan dragged her into the room maliciously, grabbed her arm, and dragged her back to the room.

"Frankness is stricter, resistance is stricter, and be honest!"

As soon as she entered the door, she threw people on the bed, staring and asking gossip.

……

living room.

"How did you come?"

Song Bin looked at Shen Yiqiu with half-true disgust on his face and raised his eyebrows.

The man was not angry either, he stepped inside and said arrogantly, "I'm here to eat!"

"Cooking food?"

Song Bin and Cheng Yue spoke at the same time as if they didn't quite believe the ears they had followed for more than 20 years.

"Yes!" He didn't think there was a problem at all.

"Who doesn't know that you ACBY local tyrants, the New Year's Eve dinner is definitely rich, and it's not bad for me, right!"

Shen Yiqiu himself even thought his idea was great, with a proud tone.

All the staff of ACBY on the first floor gave him a look of foolishness, mixed with half pity: Poor kid, their own base can't afford the New Year's Eve dinner.

Chen Yihan, who was sweating profusely in the kitchen, glanced at him and continued cooking.

Half a minute later, "You, don't wait until you are too hungry to work, come here and do me a favor! ←_←"

"........."

You have to work while you eat?

Shen Yiqiu, who is as simple as a single-celled organism, really didn't expect this.

Or rather, I didn't think about it at all...

At 06:30, Ms. Baili had just finished processing all the vegetarian dishes.

At 07:30, another guest rang the doorbell. Before they could react, Jiang Guoyu, who had been doing nothing, rushed past.

Like that big black mouse.

He was quite curious at first, but his reaction...was like giving them their names directly.

No one is curious anymore, after all...

"They're all acquaintances... right, Zhao Lin."

Zhao Lin who came in with Jiang Guoyu: "..." (not daring to speak)

The girl smiled and put the things in her hand aside.

Turning around, Shen Yiqiu came out of the kitchen with dishes.

"Where's Nini?"

"Upstairs, with God Xuan."

Hearing this, Zhao Lin and Baili Yunbing looked upstairs at the same time, and then...the two went upstairs side by side.