The Seven Sons of Lehua: Counterattack Five / One hundred and forty stars: don't vomit
The Seven Sons of Lehua: Counterattack Five
  • Gu Xiaoran glanced at Fan Chengcheng dubiously, it should... poison her to death, right?
  • Gu Xiaoran thought, and stretched out her chopsticks in fear.
  • Then, in Fan Chengcheng's expectant eyes and the sympathetic eyes of the six of them, he put a piece of ribs into his mouth.
  • At first, the taste in the entrance was really good. Gu Xiaoran glanced at Fan Chengcheng in surprise, and Fan Chengcheng also raised his eyebrows a little proudly.
  • fanchengcheng:
    fanchengcheng:
    How's it going, I'll say it's good?
  • fanchengcheng:
    fanchengcheng:
    I learned it specially, and the taste can't be bad.
  • Gu Xiaoran was about to nod, then chewed and froze.
  • He lowered his head and silently spit out the ribs.
  • Fan Chengcheng looked at Gu Xiaoran's back and scratched his head in confusion. Obviously, he had already done what he did on Baidu??
  • huangminghao:
    huangminghao:
    I said don't let Ranran eat yours, you see, you vomit again.
  • Huang Minghao looked at Fan Chengcheng with disgust, and Gu Zizhi took a piece of ribs that Fan Chengcheng was holding and put it in his mouth.
  • Just like Gu Xiaoran, she felt normal when she didn't chew it at first. Although the taste was not very good, at least there was not that much strange taste.
  • Then, like Gu Xiaoran, his face changed when he started chewing, and he ran directly to the bathroom and started vomiting.
  • The other five took a step back and stared at the ribs.
  • Fan Chengcheng: "..."
  • fanchengcheng:
    fanchengcheng:
    It shouldn't be...
  • fanchengcheng:
    fanchengcheng:
    I obviously followed the steps on Baidu...
  • Fan Chengcheng was still puzzled, but he didn't dare to taste it because of Huang Minghao and Gu Xiaoran's reaction.
  • The other five gave him a roll of eyes,
  • zhuzhengting:
    zhuzhengting:
    I'm not telling you, don't you try it after you cook it?
  • Zhu Zhengting complains Fan Chengcheng with a look of hating iron.
  • fanchengcheng:
    fanchengcheng:
    Well, I...
  • Fan Chengcheng was at a loss for words, he didn't dare to say it. In fact, he was also afraid... afraid of his cooking skills...
  • After a while, Huang Minghao and Gu Xiaoran came back. Both of them obviously brushed their teeth, and then Gu Xiaoran didn't speak when he came back. He hugged the lunch box Huang Minghao gave her and started devouring it, obviously he was really hungry.
  • Everyone had no choice but to cast their eyes on Huang Minghao. Huang Minghao also tacitly did not speak, propped up his head and looked at Gu Xiaoran attentively, completely ignoring the eyes of others.
  • Fan Chengcheng had no choice but to speak by himself, and said awkwardly:
  • fanchengcheng:
    fanchengcheng:
    What... Haohao, the taste?
  • He didn't dare to ask Gu Xiaoran, he was afraid that he would disturb Gu Xiaoran's meal and be slapped to death by Gu Xiaoran.
  • Huang Minghao finally raised his head and glanced at him lightly, and stood up in his hopeful eyes and the eyes of others watching the play.
  • Just when Fan Chengcheng and the others thought Huang Minghao was going to talk about taste, they saw Huang Minghao calmly pick up chopsticks, pick up a piece of ribs, feed it to Fan Chengcheng's mouth, and then smiled evilly.
  • huangminghao:
    huangminghao:
    Open your mouth.
  • Then Fan Chengcheng opened his mouth obediently as if he was in evil, until the ribs were stuffed into his mouth, and Fan Chengcheng suddenly reacted.
  • huangminghao:
    huangminghao:
    Don't vomit, I'll kill you if you don't eat what you made.
  • huangminghao:
    huangminghao:
    Don't you want to know what it tastes like, try it yourself.
  • Huang Minghao patted Fan Chengcheng on the shoulder "gently", smiling like a fox, looking forward to Fan Chengcheng's face.
  • At first, Fan Chengcheng also thought the taste was okay? Some didn't understand why they vomited.
  • Until he chewed a few mouthfuls, his face was suddenly uglier than green vegetables.
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One hundred and forty stars: don't vomit