TNT: Crispy Peach Fairy Milk Shell
  • Song Fei first opened the insulation bucket made of Shen Crispy Crispy, and the aroma of the ribs on his face made Song Fei swallow his saliva. This corn ribs soup is transparent, and the ribs melt at the entrance. The corn kernels have been sucked full of the soup, and the juice will flow out after a bite. The emerald green coriander is embellished, which makes people appetite.
  • Song Fei couldn't stop after taking a sip. She opened the lower two-layer insulation bucket again. She couldn't wait to take a sip of vinegar cabbage: cabbage was sour, crunchy and refreshing, and very tasty. It was hot and dry in summer, and Song Fei didn't have such a big appetite. But I don't know why I just can't stop.
  • The third layer is boiled tofu with cabbage. When eating, the first thing you feel is the aroma of tofu fried in oil, and then the refreshing and crisp tenderness of the cabbage.
  • Song Fei was completely overwhelmed by the lunch, completely unaware that they had entered the lounge.
  • "Sister Fei, why do you eat alone?" Song Yaxuan pouted like a spoiled child.
  • "Cough... Your lunch is over there." Song Fei felt guilty. After all, this was their lunch.
  • "Hey, why are our lunches different?" Ding Chengxin looked at Song Fei strangely.
  • "Look! I said that Sister Fei eats alone!" Song Yaxuan fanned the flames from behind.
  • "And it seems that Sister Fei's lunch is more delicious." Xiao Zhang silently added oil and vinegar to the side.
  • "Hurry up! We have to shoot materials in the afternoon." Song Fei felt that they quickly got off the topic before they continued to explore.
  • "Sister Fei, can you give me a taste of your ribs soup?" Liu Yaowen, as the king of dry rice, couldn't help but be tempted and acted like a spoiled child to Song Fei.
  • Song Fei really couldn't get around Liu Yaowen and nodded. Liu Yaowen took a sip and his eyes immediately lit up.
  • "It's too good to drink!" As soon as Liu Yaowen made a sound, the others all got close to Song Fei's thermal insulation bucket and started acting like a spoiled child, wanting to taste the taste of pork ribs soup.
  • In the end, the thermal insulation bucket made by Shen Crispy was eaten up. Ma Jiaqi burped contentedly and looked at Song Fei suspiciously.
  • "Sister Fei, who cooked today's meal?"
  • "Ah... I ordered takeout today."
  • "Which takeaway, why didn't I find it?" Ma Jiaqi asked.
  • "Could it be..." He Junlin's gossipy heart was ignited.
  • "Could it be the love takeaway from Sister Fei's boyfriend?"
  • "What nonsense are you talking about?" Song Fei patted He Junlin's shoulder unbearably.
  • "Today was the most comfortable meal I've had!" Song Yaxuan touched his belly contentedly and collapsed on the sofa.
  • "Sister Fei, can you order this takeaway again tomorrow?" Even Yan Haoxiang, who has never had too many requirements for food, couldn't help but make such a request.
  • "Are you... sure?" Song Fei thought to himself, if you want to know who made this lunch, no one will eat it, right?
  • "Miss Shen, is it convenient to come out?" Song Fei leaned in front of the kitchen door to observe Shen Crispy for a while.
  • Dressed in a white chef's uniform, Shen Susu looked very refreshing and clean. Shen Susu stopped what he was doing and hesitated to walk towards Song Fei.
  • "You gave me a very different feeling the last time we met." Song Fei said directly about her senses for Shen Susu. She still remembered that the girl's twisted and crazy face last time was completely different from her well-behaved and quiet appearance now.
  • "Actually, I'm curious about how you changed so much in such a fast time. It's like a different person."
  • "Ms. Song, what are you trying to express?" Shen Shuusu's black and white apricot eyes looked straight into Song Fei's eyes, and his expression was even a little impatient.
  • "I hope you don't have those thoughts that you shouldn't have. You should know what you did before." Song Fei didn't go around in circles with Shen Susu and directly expressed his concerns.
  • "Ms. Song, don't worry, I don't have the heart to approach them now, and I won't do it again in the future." Shen Susu's face also turned cold, and he directly expressed his attitude.
  • "I hope so."
14
Three peaches