My Sister is the Female Team Leader

　　 The movement in the kitchen was not too small. Park Soo-young started cooking like a battle, and the sound of pots and pans colliding frequently came over.

　　 Pei Xian looked outside for a long time, then lowered his head to move closer to a position, "Want, I'll come?"

　　 "No need" Park Xiurong's face was stubborn, she hadn't reacted from the foam that was boiled in the pot, did not go to see Pei Xian, and said sternly, "I'm very talented in cooking, don't stop me."

　　 Hearing her words, Pei Xian moved his lips and didn't refute her words. He stood quietly and watched her continue to toss her kitchen.

　　 Except for the washed tomatoes, which can be eaten raw, anything boiled or fried is not really... Especially the bubbling movement in the soup pot, people can't help but look there often.

　　 "This pot is..."

　　 "Beef Rice Cake Dumpling Soup"

"what?"

　　 Before Pei Xian could react, he saw Park Xiurong picking a piece of rice cake out of the pot and ate it blankly. The texture was soft and waxy, and it also had a strong beef flavor, but it was just a bit hot.

　　 "It tastes good, I brought the soup base specially from the dormitory." Park Xiurong saw that the corners of Bae Xian's mouth were covered with rice cake soup, she reached out and wiped it, and opened the lid of another pot.

　　 The white heat blocked a lot of sight, mixed with a familiar fragrance, Pei Xian sniffed it, as if it smelled something, his brows wrinkled weirdly.

　　 "This scent... is stewed pork ribs inside? And this taste, why is it so like my father's handwriting"

"Uncle taught me. He said that you and Juhyeoni like it very much, so I learned it." Park Xiurong held the spatula and turned over the stewed ribs in the pot, and sprinkled some peppers in, spice and ribs. The fusion of gravy can particularly stimulate one's taste buds.

　　 Pei Xian looked down at the pot and was a little surprised. Apart from the lack of soup, this stewed pork ribs didn’t seem to roll over normally, so he asked, “When did you learn it?”

Park Xiurong looked up her neck and thought for a while. "Just a while ago, I went back early after the practice ended. I met my uncle who was slipping rice cakes, so I went to say hello. Then he asked me if I went to your side, I said yes, and then he Just let me go home to eat with Zhu Xuan Oni, and I can teach us, then I will definitely be happy to eat, and then I will learn."

　　 The logic of this statement is correct...but Pei Xian listened and subconsciously felt that his father must have another purpose. Is his old man worried that he will live together so soon?

After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he had picked up a big deal and smelled the alluring fragrance in the air. He felt a lot of pride. He leaned on the edge of the sink, looked at the design hole in the corner of Park Xiurong's sweater, and stretched out his hand. Tugged slightly.

　　 Pu Xiurong was still paying attention to the rice cake soup in his pot. He didn't know what he was doing, so he said nothing, but the people behind him refused to listen.

　　 The verbal warning didn’t work. Park Xiurong turned off the fire and turned around, holding the spatula and ran across to him.

　　 "..." Pei Xian cleverly lowered his arm, and after hearing these words, he didn't dare to move.

　　, he was so calm that he could carry the food to the table. When he sat down, it was almost midnight. Park Xiurong stretched out and leaned back lazily on the back of the chair without thinking of moving.

　　 Pei Xian took a bite of braised pork ribs. It seemed to have been stewed for a long time. The meat was very soft and tasty, and the taste was surprisingly good.

　　The rice cake soup is very hot, as are the stewed ribs. Park Xiurong waited for a while before starting. Most of the dishes still entered her stomach, spreading her arms, and when she hit the shelf, she suddenly noticed this table.

　　 "Oba, did you deliberately buy such a small table? If four or five people eat, it will be a bit crowded."

　　 "Well, there are not many people here anyway, this table is not as big as a coffee table" Pei Xian nodded.

　　 "This house is so big, many rooms are empty, don't you want to do something?" Park Xiurong looked around curiously.

　　 The structure and space of the house are not small. No matter how Pei Xian decorates, several of the rooms in this house are vacant, otherwise there will be no single kennels for rice cakes.

"Well, or else... you live with me?" Pei Xian raised his eyebrows and joked along with this sentence. The moment he said it, he regretted it. He felt that his sentence was a bit abrupt, and the relationship was measured. , But if you really live together...

　　 The first reaction that Park Xiurong heard was to be stunned. Before there was any time to respond, Pei Xian had already rounded up this sentence.

"I'm often in the crew, so I rarely come back. It's normal to have a lot of empty rooms. I may accumulate some debris in the future. I can also organize a room for storing ingredients. I have to buy some food with a long shelf life, and canned food. ..some type of"

A few words of effort made the meal slow. After eating, Pei Xian took the initiative to wash the dishes. There is a dishwasher under the cupboard, but I have never used it before, and I am used to it. Hand washing, it has been useless.

　　 While washing the dishes, the living room was quiet. Pei Xian turned his head halfway, but he didn't see Park Xiurong. He would have almost thought she had left if he hadn't heard a sound from upstairs.

　　 "What are you doing... tidy up things?"

　　 From the direction of the second floor and the third floor, there are often footsteps and the sound of something dragging.

　　 sounds like the rhythm of a horror movie, but he tried to call Pu Xiurong's name, and only after he responded, he was a little relieved.

It’s getting late. After finishing the remnants of the kitchen, Pei Xian just went upstairs to see what long bag Pu Xiurong was carrying, and asked, "What is this? Just now I heard the upstairs movement is not small, you are. ..."

"The projector, I found it in the study room. There is a note on it. The time it says is your birthday in the first half of the year. It was given by your company. The name of the donor is on the bottom. President Kim Chang-kyun." Park Soo-young pointed to Under the carton in the room, all the installation utensils in the hand were placed on the floor.

When Pei Xian walked in, he saw the greatly changed room. Originally, he remembered that it should be empty. Now there are more carpet pillows and cushion heaters. There is also a stereo in the corner. The small round table in the front is also a little bit empty. The projector I've been to, but next to...

　　 "This videotape? Halo, how did you find it?"

Next to the projector, there is a video recorder with a sense of time. Pei Xian recognizes this. It was sent by his parents from his hometown before he joined the army. They said that the equipment of the army was poor. They are all videos taken by their parents when Pei Xian and Pei Zhuxuan were very young.

"It's in the study room, but there are a lot of movie discs in the study room. I saw this video tape with the date written on it, and the first day of elementary school between Hyun and Joo Hyon was also indicated." Park Soo-young pointed to the brick-like video tape. With a bright smile, he took out an old video recorder from under the table, and smiled, "I can find many more."

　　 Pei Xian was sore by her choking throat, and she rolled her eyes embarrassedly, "What's so good about that?"

　　 "I just want to see it"

　　 "......"

　　 Just acted like a baby, Pei Xian ended this entanglement by himself, and reluctantly agreed to her request.

The ground is not soft. After laying a layer of soft cushion, it will be much more comfortable to lean on the thick pillow. It took a long time before the machine was installed. Pei Xian didn’t understand why he had to be found out of black history again. Take the initiative to go over and help.

　　 "I haven't seen this myself. Abba asked me to watch it when I was in the army, but I don’t have so much time since I joined the army. I have time to go to bed and rest."

　　 There was a trace of complaint in the tone of Pei Xian's speech. What responded to him was the warm palm of his head. After deliberately rubbing it several times, Park Xiurong withdrew his hand.

　　 "Hey, I used to be cute when I was a kid"

Park Xiurong didn’t listen to what Bae Xian was talking about. He only noticed that a child in elementary school uniform appeared on the video recorder. His voice was milky and the expression on his face was very mature~www.readwn.com~ Let her I accidentally laughed, "Mo, so cute, how old is this? Is it seven? Where is Joo Hyun?"

"..." Lost to her laid-back thoughts, Pei Xian squinted his eyes and thought about it carefully. "I was seven years old, and Zhu Xuan should be with me at that time.... She was pretty good at eating when she was a child. Spicy stir-fried rice cakes. On the first day of school, I ate spicy stir-fried rice cakes and went to school."

　　 "It's cute, the eighteenth male change" Park Xiurong turned to look carefully at the current Pei Xian, and then at the young Pei Xian in the screen. From the outside, a cute wife is still good-looking when he grows up.

　　 "Oh? Juhyeoni appeared"

　　 Pei Xian leaned on his forehead and did not dare to look at this picture. He just heard his father coaxing himself like a child. Although he was a child, he was very ashamed to hear that he could dig out his toes.

"Joo Hyun Oh, really when I was young, the video is more beautiful." Park Soo-young looked at Pei Zhu Hyun in his childhood, smiled and took out a photo with her mobile phone, intentionally or unconsciously wanted to make Pei Xian appear in his camera's field of vision in the past. A comparison screen.

　　 The seven-year-old Pei’s sister and brother’s personality is almost the same. They are twins, and they are indeed very similar when they are not fully extended.

　　 It’s better when I was a kid, good-natured and obedient.

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