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Chapter 332:Bro, I can only help you this far

The sun sets, a fire in the sky, and the whole world shines a red.

On the runway by the river, Yan Qinghe was a little embarrassed to extend his hand, and the pie did not seem to give her face, and it did not fall for a long time.

Does Feng Jiao have no chance?

My girlfriend has no chance?Pie, are you kidding?

The frowned upon the frown.

“Does it...have failed?”Feng Jian with his hands on his back, leaning forward slightly, a smile asked, the big bent eyes will laugh.

"Not ready yet."

Yan Qingyian shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'll try again with another hand, maybe I'll succeed."

Feng was surprised and asked, “Do you want to wait for the pie to fall in the sky?”

“Do you believe it?”The chorus asked with a laugh.

“Unbelief.”

Feng Jiao shook his head, “How can the pie drop in the sky?”

At this time, a small bag of cake fell on Yan Qing's hands, and Yan Qinghe and Feng Jiao were stunned.

What the hell is this?

The black line is full of black lines, this is not the pie filling I want.

At this time, there happened to be a young man riding a car next to him, and after he laughed, he said, "Man, I can only help you get here."

“Oh, thank you.”

There was some no speech, and someone threw a cake at him.

“Is that... and that?”

Feng Jiao asked carefully, as if he was laughing, but he was embarrassed to laugh.

“You mean, don’t you think?”Yan Qinghe took that bag of cake fillings, some crying and laughing, what is this?

“Calculated.”

He nodded his head like a chicken.

“Well, this time it failed.”Yan Qinghe was really speechless, and I couldn’t think of myself even encountering the bridge on the network.

However, those bridges are not familiar people, deliberately photographed?

"In fact, in the sky, it's really possible to drop the pie."Yan Qinghe sighed, "If one day, you will see the pie drop in the sky, don't be surprised."

“Like just now?”Feng Jiao Dao.

The Blue Sky: “...”

“Shall you stretch out your hand and try it?”Yan Qingyu thought to him, "Like me, extend your hand and say a pie to heaven."

He laughed, was he too eager?

Looking for a mentally handicapped boyfriend?

But it was done.

“The cake.”

Feng Jiao said to God.

At that moment, the cake finally fell off.

And Fengjiao was stupid, staring at the pie in his hand, a pie filling that exudes heat and a tempting aroma...

But how is that possible?!

How can the sky drop the cake?

At this time, Fengjiao couldn't tell, he had been staring at the cake pie stupidly, and he came back to God half-way, and asked, "This, this, this, really fell from the sky?"

“What do you say?”

He was also surprised, and he couldn’t believe it had really fallen.

However, he just reached out for the pie pie, why did the pie not give face?Is his face not equal to that of Feng Jia?

“But?”

Feng Jiao did not know what to say.

“Eat it.”Yan Qingkang smiled and said, "You can eat with confidence, and make sure you don't be disappointed."

“Can you eat?”

Feng Jian frowned and looked at the cake filling.

She still didn’t understand how a pie could fall on her own hands.

Even magic is too much, isn’t it?

And is it magic?

"Don't worry, it'll be okay, you'll know."He smiled, “Actually, I’m really doing it like I’m doing it.”

“...”

Feng Jiao's face did not believe in looking at Yan Qingyin.

However, she was indeed attracted by the smell of cake filling, and did not know whether she should eat it, and then she hesitated.

But when he saw the eyes of Yan Qingyin, he carefully took a small bite, and then his eyes shrank slightly.

“It tastes good!”

Feng Jiao was surprised and took another bite, followed by a second.

Yan Qingyian saw Feng Jiao finished eating, and smiled: "In fact, this pie has a history, it is called the sky to drop the pie, the meaning is that you may encounter an opportunity in the future period of time..."

“...”

Feng Jiao's face was full of doubts and said, "This cake filling, is it really you who has become?"

“No, not counting.”He said, "Actually, it's going to fall, or it's because of you."

“What?” asked Feng Jiao.

“If you don’t have a chance, it won’t fall.And it falls, which represents your organic chance.”

“Go away.”

The twilight pointed out, and did not say much.

“How can you bring a cake?”Feng Jian sat in the back seat, thinking, or still do not understand, "and, I saw it fall from the sky..."

"When the time comes, you'll understand."Yanqing's airway.

“How did you become God’s word?”Feng Jian frowned, as if suddenly some can't see the blue sky.

At first, she thought she knew him well, but now she suddenly found out that...

We haven’t seen each other in five or six years.

Everything will change.

Are you in too much of a hurry to fall in love?

Feng Jiao smiled a little.

“What do you want to eat tonight?”Yan Qingkang, riding a bicycle, asked, "But if you want to try my craft, you can."

“Can you cook?”Feng Jiao was somewhat surprised.

“My father is a chef, do you think I’ll?”Yan Qingkong smiled, "Tell you a secret, I make a table of eight dishes and a soup, at least 100,000 to start."

“You just blow!”Feng Jiao laughed.

“Unbelief?”

“Do not believe!”

"If not, well, let's go to the market."“Do it in your house?”Do you live alone or with your family?”

“You alone.”Feng Jiao Dao.

“Go to your house, do you know the food market near your house?”However, it is almost dark now, and I don't know if there are any dishes in the market, and it is not too fresh..."

“Do it really?”Feng asked.

“ Really do!”

At this time, Yan Qingqing accelerates speed, so that the bicycle has a flying feeling.

"Slow down, too fast."

He screamed, his hands clutching his waist.

Soon after coming to the vegetable market, Yan Qingkang asked, “What do you like to eat?”

"I'm fine, but don't be hot."Feng Jiao followed into the vegetable market, she usually does not cook, not can not cook, but no time.

He walked around and bought some food.

After all, the food market is about to close.

For a moment, I returned to Feng Jie's house, which is a two-room, one kitchen, one fait a balcony.

Yan Qinghe looked at it, packed up very cleanly, and went into the kitchen and asked, “Why don’t you live with your family?”

“It’s not easy, and it’s far away from the company.”Feng Jiao Dao.

"You sit down, just for an hour."

The airway began to get busy.

"I'll give you a hand, just hide."Feng Jiao laughed and began to pick vegetables, and said where the dishes were placed.

Forty minutes later, Feng Jiao was a little surprised and looked so good.

When the four dishes and one soup were on the table, Feng Jiao glared at her eyes, and the fragrance was intoxicating; when the tasting was over, it was immediately conquered.

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