In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

Because of such speculation in her heart, Han Ying not only could not continue to ask, but also had to find ways to help cover it up. After all, if something happened out of the ordinary, it would not affect the man much, but it would be very bad for the reputation of the woman.

Especially when the other party is someone like Huo Minglou, she has heard a lot about who, who, who in the factory is being programmed behind the scenes to laugh at the toad for wanting to eat swan meat.

That's right, if the qualifications of a woman who misses Huo Minglou are not high enough to match up with Huo Minglou, she will most likely be ridiculed like this. Who is to call her a veritable white swan?

Although, in her mind, Song Hongguo was an excellent friend who was a good enough match for Huo Minglou, others might not think so. After all, raising two children was an unavoidable fact.

So, she forcibly suppressed the doubts and unhappiness in her heart, pretended to be interested and asked Song Hongbing a lot of questions. Of course, they were all about work, and made the illusion that the reason they sat here was to talk about work.

But only she was serious about acting, Song Hongbing was completely at a loss, cooperated with her instinct, and her mind was in a daze the whole time, what do you mean?Didn't you just dislike them just now?To him, the nose is not the nose, the eyes are not the eyes, how can the attitude change so much in the blink of an eye?
The reason?
He looked at Huo Minglou, could it be the charm of his friend again?This face does have the ability to turn a woman's anger into enthusiasm, but it doesn't look like it. Looking at Song Hongguo again, they both ate quietly and calmly. There was nothing strange on their faces. It seemed that he was not calm and was thinking Think twice...

Soon, he couldn't care less about what was left, Song Hongguo lifted the lid of the lunch box, the white and plump dumplings were still steaming hot, and the scent went straight into his nose uncontrollably, in another lunch box, It is Yuqian Wotou and eggs. Eggs are not too rare, but the sweet smell of Yuqian is gentle and tempting, making it irresistible.

Oh, and Chinese toon sauce, a more intense and overbearing taste, easily buys people's taste buds, and the appetite starts to whet, so how can you think about anything else?

The world is big, and the food is the biggest.

"Hey, you made all these delicious food?"

This question was naturally asked Song Hongguo.

Song Hongguo nodded, "If you don't dislike it, try it."

Sitting at a table should be polite, she convinced herself like this, so she gave way to Huo Minglou politely.

Han Ying is already eating, and you can tell how it tastes by looking at the expression of enjoyment. Song Hongbing was not polite, he tasted one, his eyes lit up immediately, and he gave her a thumbs up, "Your skills are better than the chefs in the third canteen. , it’s not bad, one word, fragrant!”

At this time, Huo Minglou also raised his chopsticks, picked up one, and began to eat slowly. The three of them seemed to have discussed it, and all stared at his movements, waiting for his reaction after eating.

Song Hongbing was a little surprised. He didn't expect him to eat other people's food. Isn't he a clean freak?Cured?
Han Ying was guessing, did Huo Minglou do it because of his stuttering?

Song Hongguo's reaction was completely subconscious. Before she realized it, she was already staring at him. She felt very annoyed by this lack of control.

The system became excited, "Aww, this is the instinct of love."

With the gaze of the three of them, he finished eating with a calm expression, and elegantly wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, before nodding to Song Hongguo, "It tastes good."

Although the tone is still not much ups and downs, but listening carefully, you can still feel a little bit different from usual, it seems to be a lot gentler, and there is a tinge of joy.

It was the satisfaction he couldn't conceal after tasting the delicious food. Just this little emotion made his cold eyebrows and eyes vivid. The place was originally vast and deep, but at this moment, it was full of little things. The stars shine brightly.

Song Hongguo's heart shuddered suddenly, as if she had been caught by something, and before she had time to capture that strange emotion, she had already reacted, "If you like to eat, eat more, don't keep it for me, I will I ate it in the morning."

She pushed the lunch box to the middle of the table, and lowered her head to eat the food.

"Thank you."

"Then we're welcome!"

One is calm and decent, and the other is enthusiastic and cheerful. Song Hongguo smiled slightly, signaling that they are welcome and just eat. Who knows that her heart is completely in chaos at the moment, and she doesn't even want to say anything.

The system doesn't know how thick the filter is. Eating a dumpling can make it look excited and intoxicated, "Isn't my male god cute? Hey, like a noble gentleman, this eating appearance is simply too elegant..."

Song Hongguo subconsciously turned back, "Your male god is a foodie, are you still proud?"

The system didn't take it seriously, "What's wrong with being a foodie? Isn't a foodie cute? Life is alive, but eating and drinking are two words. My male god is a person who has truly comprehended the true meaning of life."

"...Your god is amazing."

"He is an amazing person, but you are a scientist. The things he researches have played a major role in many industries. It is just based on certain considerations that they cannot be publicized on the surface, but People who know him admire him very much, and protect him as a big treasure. Such a person works seriously and meticulously. It seems that he is less angry and makes people feel distanced. But you only need to think that he likes Eating sweets and loving delicious food, do you feel that he has become more interesting? No longer so cold and difficult to get along with, but flesh and blood, so cute that you want to feed him?"

After Song Hongguo listened, a ridiculous thought suddenly flashed in his mind, "The character Huo Minglou is not a game character designed by your system, is it?"

The system was stunned, "Are you crazy? What game character? He is a living person just like you. Your world is real, not a game. Also, our system is not capable of designing such a perfect character. He was clearly crafted by Nu Wa with countless painstaking efforts and painstaking efforts."

"..." Who is crazy? Nuwa?
There were about twenty dumplings, and Song Hongguo didn't move. Seeing that the three had finished eating, she shared the rest with them. She only ate a Yuqian steamed bread and eggs.

Because there is a lot of elm money in the nest, it is a little sweet, and the delicious and slightly spicy toon sauce is sandwiched, and the taste becomes richer and more attractive. Song Hongbing eats it the fastest, and swallows one in three or two bites. Feeling unsatisfied, "It turns out that Yuqian Wotou is so delicious? Why didn't you think it before?"

Han Ying snorted, "It's the Yuqian Wotou with Chinese toon sauce that is so delicious. It's okay to eat it alone, but the steamed red fruit tastes better than other people's."

Song Hongbing nodded approvingly, and asked curiously, "How did you do it? Didn't you knead elm money and flour into steamed buns and steam them in a basket?"

Before Song Hongguo opened her mouth, she listened to Huo Minglou, "The same ingredients, the same method, the taste of the food can be very different. There is no other reason, one is careful, and the other is not."