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Chapter 494: Late stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder

He Mingliang: "Hahaha! Su Ye, stop talking, Qianqian's saliva is almost flowing out. Speaking of the sense of ritual, I also need the touching ceremony in my life. I must pour it into an ice cup when I drink soda. Moreover, I never use chopsticks outside, I always bring my own environmentally friendly chopsticks."

Chen Qianqian nodded: "Yes! Healthy and environmentally friendly."

Su Ye: "I haven't seen you bring environmentally friendly chopsticks in the mushroom house? You even ate the bowls that Tu Jun had eaten, so you are not particular about it? Pretend!"

He Mingliang: "Uh... that's family, it's different."

Su Ye: "But when I treat you to hot pot..."

He Mingliang waved his hand: "Okay! Don't talk about these things, let's take a look at what's in Qianqian's refrigerator."

Chen Qianqian inexplicably straightened her back and focused her attitude.

Then, she shook her head and looked at Su Ye with caution.

Su Ye: "What do you think I'm doing? The chicken is in Lao Su's hands."

Su Xiaolin stretched out her hand and pinched it.

Oh oh ~~~

Chen Qianqian: "-_-||..."

He Mingliang smiled and went to open Chen Qianqian's refrigerator, which was neatly and orderly.

Lao He used to praise people: "It's so neat, your things have packaging boxes. Look, everything is placed in a small box. Did you buy it right?"

Chen Qianqian's eyes were a little blurry: "Yes, I like to classify everything."

He Mingliang: "Oh, there are still many dishes here that I haven't finished eating hot pot, winter melon, wide flour, etc."

Chen Qianqian said: "Those leftovers of eating hot pot outside, I packed them up."

He Mingliang: "Qianqian is so cute, she doesn't waste food."

Su Ye: "Have you packed the hot pot soup base?"

Chen Qianqian shook her head: "I originally wanted to pack it and take it home to continue cooking, but I told the waiter that she gave me a huge packaging box, but my parents didn't let me pack the soup base, saying that it was embarrassing."

Su Ye: "It's so confusing! The soup base in the hot pot restaurant is very thick. After packing it, you can cook it in two or three times! It's much better than the hot pot base you bought."

"Yes, yes, I think so too. Anyway, the soup base I have eaten will be dumped out in the hot pot restaurant."

"It is also possible that it will be recycled into gutter oil, and packaging the soup base is to contribute to everyone."

"That's it! Do you also pack the hot pot soup base?"

"Well, when I was poor, my dad and I ordered four dishes, one meat and three vegetables. After eating, we packed the hot pot soup base, bought meat and vegetables and cooked it home."

"Awesome! Are you shameless?"

"No, do you want it?"

"I don't want it very much...ahem! I'm a gentle, virtuous, introverted and elegant girl. How could I do that? I'm not interested in packing hot pot soup base. Moreover, I don't like hot pot very much. I like the light taste of coarse tea and light rice."

"Wow, I heard it, you are as shameless as me."

"You heard it wrong, I'm not someone like you."

The two started quarrel again.

He Mingliang intervened at the right time and took out a box of things: "Wow, what is this?"

Chen Qianqian jumped up excitedly: "This is a specialty from our place, called cold cake. You can take it, eat one for each person, it is very delicious."

As a result, the style of painting suddenly changed.

Five people squatted beside the coffee table and ate the cold cake. The cold cake drizzled with brown sugar sauce was delicate and delicate, which was particularly delicious, and everyone was amazed.

He Mingliang: "Well! It's so delicious, so only yours are there right?"

Chen Qianqian said: "When I was in school, I used to have a bowl of tofu brain and a steamed bun in the morning. It was a delicious food in the world. It was so sucking, gourmet..."

Several people finished their afternoon tea and continued to look at the refrigerator.

He Mingliang: "Qianqian likes to clean up and summarize. Do you think this is a process of decompression, right?"

Chen Qianqian wrinkled in a pile: "Oh, tsk~ I just looked uncomfortable, it was very uncomfortable, especially when I just looked at Wang Xiaolong's refrigerator, I was so ok! I felt uncomfortable all over, like a cat in my heart... I was so angry when I looked at it."
Chapter completed!
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