Peninsula Entertainment Starts as a Writer

Chapter 281

"Hahaha, Paba."

Seeing Cui Zhenshin's eggs, the broken residue of the eggshell was smashed into the bowl full of egg liquid. Han Zidong covered his stomach and laughed.

Cui Shi lowered his head and glanced at it. The bowl was full of eggshell fragments. When he saw this bowl of egg liquid, he couldn't use it.

She frowned unhappy, and glanced at Wang Chunmei around her, looking at the grievance.

When Wang Chunmei glanced at Han Zidong, he raised his hand and pointed out of the house: "Where are you cool?"

After that, she raised her hand and patted Cui Zhen's back again, and comforted it in the two sentences she just learned: "Kenza, Fighting!"

"Fighting!"

Cui Shi was barely smiled, picked up the bowl, and was at a loss.

"I'll come."

Han Zidong made up and brought a small bowl.

Cui Shi is tall and wearing thick -bottomed sneakers. The two stand together. Even if they do not bend down, his head can just reach Cui Shinshi's face.

"Inside."

"Paba, I told you, burn the water clean, so that it will not splash the oil flowers."

After a while, the kitchen air had a scent of burnt and crispy.

Cui Zhenli dodged his mouth and ignored his garbage at all.

Cui Zhenli glanced at the mobile phone on Han Zidong's hand and stretched out his hand: "Come here to accompany me to make a stall cake."

Han Zidong ignored it at all, and greedily sniffed the aroma of Cui Zhenli.

"Inside, we are stupid couples."

Han Zidong laughed. The next second, he pressed Cui Shin's shoulder with both hands: "But I like you, a little fool!"

"Traveling, I get rid of things."

"Paba."

The hot cake noodles made her straight.

The corner of the stall cake glanced at it, and when she saw that the cake noodles were relatively born, she shouted in a hurry: "Hurry up, hurry up ~"

"You are a little fool!"

Han Zidong looked at the cake, and looked at Cui Zhenye again: "Just give others to eat, have you eaten it yourself?"

"Jin Yarong: Ouba, yesterday Ailee defeated PSY and won one of the Music Bank.

Han Zidong: ...

Cui Shi was fluttering in panic.

"Inside?"

Although Wang Chunmei did not understand the dialogue between the two, it must be her son who did not know how to distress the girl was bullying.

Shen Yingzhu: Eyes, nose, lips, thinking everywhere.

"Walk away, hurry up, it's really eye -catching."

The tone learned about seven or eight points, and Cui Shi was blushing.

Han Zidong laughed angrily.

When Han Zidong saw this, he turned to pick up the plate, picked up a stall cake, and handed it to Cui Zhenli's mouth: "Ah ~"

Touching it with her hands, I felt the temperature was almost the same. She shouted Han Zidong: "Oba, ah ~"

Cui Zhenshou shouted Han Zidong again.

Now people say that you are prosperous, bring Girl's Day as a show, Girl's Day defeats PSY and captures Yinyin; applauding Ailee, Ailee defeated PSY, won the Yinyin one, and some people said that some people said that all of them said

You are the "broken crown"!

Han Zidong: Zhao Yaying, you are so snobbish, goodbye!

Zhao Yaying: Do you mean that we will become the general trend in the future?

Han Zidong looked at Zhao Yaying's emoji and shouted satisfied. When he planned to agree with the other party's appointment, Cui Zhenye came over unhappy.

"That side should be confused, greedy!"

Cui Shi shook his head.

Cracking!

Cui Shi was listened very seriously. Seeing that the water on the pan was almost dry, she began to pour the oil again, and made a lot of words while falling: "Cut, it's simple ~"

Han Zidong hugged Cui Zhenshu, sideways, covered the pot, and picked up the pan and put it aside.

Han Zidong: This return group turning over this time is already the best reward. As for one, you will slowly get used to it in the future.

Han Zidong shook the spoon and scolded: "Greedy, do you make cakes or me?"

The two fought their mouths invisibly with baggage.

"Little fool."

Considering that Dal Shabet is returning to the song, the schedule is very rushing, and the time to make a meal really needs to be determined in advance.

Han Zidong: Where can I think.

Zhao Yaying: ... I changed my mind again.

Han Zidong still wanted to be funny, but when he went to his mouth, he changed his mouth again and gave a thumbs up: "It's delicious, this is the best cake I have eaten today."

I glanced at the cake again, and she shouted: "Oba, take the plate, hurry up, hurry up!"

Jin Yarong: Long legs .jpg x 15. ""

Shen Yunzhu: OK.

"Yeah, what do you think, I just teach you to make a stall cake. At a young age, why shouldn't you have a brain and child?"

Cui Zhenyin shook his body proudly.

Han Zidong: Wash the white tomorrow night, wait for me to go back.

"Paba."

This solemn look, people who do not know think that Cui Zhenli is what is the elimination of the heaven and earth!

"Ouba?"

It's almost time, Han Zidong reminded Cui Shinshin to turn over.

"Oba ~"

Stretch out your hand and pick up the stall cake and tear it into three or four pieces.

Shen Yunzhu: I am waiting for you. "

"You are ..." Cui Shinshi said halfway and found that it was a bit wrong. After stopping, he thought for a while before he continued to be stupid: "I am a little idiot's female kinship ~"

Jin Yarong: Hum, Huaxin big radish ... I don't want it.

Cui Shi released his hand and patted it with both hands: "Big hair! It must be delicious."

"Mom, go to rest, let me teach the truth."

"oh."

Cui Shinshi's face was flushed, and the voice of speaking was very small, with a slightly shameful tone that made people imagine.

Cui Zhenshu didn't count Han Zidong's details at all today, pouting his lips, and brought a dish again: "Then I'll feed my aunt to take a bite."

Han Zidong didn't know why, and always wanted to tease Cui Shinshi.

Maybe I finally remembered that she was alone, and people would use tools. She took the chopsticks again, pinched the stall cake and blowing it.

Cui Shinshi widened his eyes and asked anxiously: "How about?"

Han Zidong took a step forward slowly: "Okay, the heat is good."

Han Zidong accepted it when he saw it, and grabbed Cui Zhen's right hand with his right hand: "Boil the water on the pan first, and then apply some oil."

After leaving Wang Chunmei, he slowly walked behind Cui Zhenli. He held Cui Zhen's waist from behind. Cui Shinshi stained with flour with both hands, and could only raise his hand and let him do it.

Looking at the golden cake noodles with oily noodles, Cui Shi smiled happily: "Oba, look at it, hurry up."

Seeing Han Zidong on the stall, she stepped forward: "Oba, I'll feed you to eat."

Jin Yarong: Long legs.jpg.

Seeing that the stall cake came out smoothly, Cui Shi was happy to jump in place. At the end, she came over and smelled it at the disc.

His head was stunned, and the fragrance of the other person gently sniffed.

Pei Zhuye: Come back early, selfie .jpg. "

Seeing that the problem was resolved, Cui Shi raised his other hand and pressed his nose, spitting his tongue and making a ghostly face: "Slightly slightly ~"

"Did you just make the bad intention?"

"Inner, stupid!"

"You are also a little fool."

"Inner."

Zhao Yaying: I suddenly didn't want to invite you to dinner.

But he still handed over the disc.

Han Zidong: Okay, I am very busy.

"I am a little fool's male kinship."

"Pei Zhuye: Can I see you tomorrow night?

Han Zidong: I will also see the general manager of Qiyi.com tomorrow, and we will come to Seoul very late. We will see it next week. Let me take a picture of our pearls and let me see if our pearls secretly become beautiful again.

It's.

Listening to the crackling blow, he laughed and got in front of Cui Zhenli: "Cut, it's simple ~"

"Golden Plant Scriptures: You won't come back, your" Love Dou Combat Room "comics bookbook and emoji business will contract me !!!

Han Zidong: It's almost, I miss you, I miss you so much.

While taking the spoon while picking up, Cui Shi returned: "You are the greedy ghost."

"Hey ~"

Cui Shinshi focused on his head: "Inner."

Zhao Yaying: writer nim, Zhao Yaying coquettish .gif. "

Han Zidong said with his face and said, "I'm gone, how do you communicate with each other."

Cui Shi raised his head and looked back.

Near the return period, a few girlfriends were asking him to go home madly, and even the meal friend Zhao Yaying was asking him about the specific day of the meal.

Wang Chunmei nodded, showing a gratifying expression on her face, but Han Zidong blushed her old face.

Cui Shi was sideways: "Oba, itchy, don't do this ~"

"Zhao Yaying: I thought I could get one by one this return. The day before yesterday was Li Shaoyi, yesterday was Ailee, so I envious of them.

Han Zidong explained patiently.

Han Zidong glanced at Cui Zhenshou: "The dark dishes you make, will you solve it later, you know?"

Han Zidong: I mean that you will slowly get used to the overwhelmed waiting.

"Shen Yunzhu: Oba, you come back, people miss you.

But he took a few steps back, sitting on the chair, and brushing his phone.

When she spoke, she tilted her head slightly, her lips kissed the man on the side of the face: "Oba, the best."

"Ouba, don't do this ~"

Realizing that I had just made a mistake, Cui Zhen was a little frustrated, lowered his head, and intertwined with both hands: "Oba, am I stupid?"

Han Zidong cried and laughed.

The bowl full of egg shell residue poured into the small bowl. After pouring, the top layer of egg liquid was poured, and the bowl full of eggs shell residue was stuffed to Cui Shi.

"Aunt?"

About tens of seconds, Cui Zhenshi ran back again.

Han Zidong stepped forward obediently and ate the first handmade cake this week.

Different from the milk fragrance of the Golden Classic, Cui Zhenshu has a seductive but unknown fragrance on his body. The taste is very light, but it is very clear.

Han Zidong pulled Cui Zhenshu into his arms: "Okay, get from wherever you fall, and come from wherever you fall, come again."

"No?"

The oil in the pot was hot, and Han Zidong grabbed Cui Zhen's hand and poured into a spoonful of batter, and wiped the batter evenly.

"Mom, you are here, we are not convenient, you go to take care of your small sales shop, can't you?"

Jin Zhijing: ... Remember ... help me ask my aunt, hello. "

Cui Zhenda stomped childishly, and the "aunt" who shouted Chinese was getting more and more proficient.

Jin Yarong: You haven't seen our scene !!!

Han Zidong: yura, take a picture of Zhang Mei's legs.

Han Zidong glanced at the a little water stain on the pan, a lid came from hemp, and the other hand also tightly tightened Cui Shi's waist.

Cui Zhenshou, hurriedly picked up the chopsticks, and carefully rolled the noodles to the stalls.

Han Zidong: I might be a little later, then you sleep for a while.

Wang Chunmei smiled and shook her head and left the kitchen.

Guess Cui Zhen's thoughts, Han Zidong put on his mobile phone and let Cui Zhenli pull him to the stove.

Cui Zhenshi only thought that Han Zidong was funny and didn't care, and then the next second was like a fryer. The oil flower splashed.

Cui Shi was bent with a smile, biting the stall cake: "delicious."

"It's cold, delicious fart!"

"It's delicious when it's cold ~"

"..."

(This chapter is finished)