Fishing beauties play with fire online

Chapter 10

ravioli

In a blink of an eye, he wrapped his right hand into a four-cornered rice dumpling

Luo Qing has been here for a month, and it's the first time he had dinner.A warm dinner.

Although there was only one small donkey pie, he ate it comfortably.

I was full and had a good night's sleep.

However, at night, he had that repeated dream again.

"Luo Qing, I'll spread your legs and fuck you until you cry."

Why did he have to spread his legs?Why is he crying?The next morning, Luo Qing rubbed her eyes and thought for a long time but couldn't find a suitable answer.

He decided to just ask Xiao Jiang, who wears glasses and seems to know everything, directly.

Thinking about the month since I came to this world, I have more or less new gains every day.

At first he almost turned the house into an icebox and the TV into ice cubes.

Back then, it was Xiao Jiang who took the initiative to approach him and told him a lot of life tips.

Later, he discovered large cotton gloves for cooking, electric heating rods from 3 yuan stores... many convenient, simple and interesting things.

Later, Xiao Jiang, who was in the same department, told him many things in the school. He felt that although Xiao Jiang was plain-tempered and didn't like to socialize with classmates, he knew a lot of things and was like a living dictionary.

In this way, Luo Qing got used to the life here little by little.Now every day, as long as he is not hungry, he will explore a question that he can't figure out: where did he come from.

However, in a 24-hour day, there are very few times when he is not hungry.

It's been half an hour since sunrise, and the delivery guy still hasn't come over.

He simply stopped watching the morning news. Recently, he has come to understand that those big events and new policies that happened in various places are not necessarily linked to his daily necessities.

Now he found a small notebook, and was watching the white lotus brainless love drama discussed by the girls in the big class yesterday.

As he watched, he realized that even though there were thousands of routines, he might have to do something different to tease that honest little takeaway.

It was almost six o'clock, and the episode hadn't finished yet.

Luo Qing turned the TV into a news station with great reluctance.

Just watching is not enough, you have to apply what you have learned, and apply what you have learned, but if you talk about practical ability, this is Luo Qing's strong point.

He turned around and started rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and finally found a roll of gauze that had turned yellow.

He washed away the blood on the wound that was gradually healing, and directly wrapped the gauze around it with the help of water vapor.

Although I have never eaten zongzi, I have a talent for wrapping zongzi.In a blink of an eye, he wrapped his right hand into a four-cornered rice dumpling, which was still frozen inside.

good.Luo Qing looked at his bandaged right hand, it was comparable to the heroine in the love drama just now, he nodded in satisfaction.

However, looking at the left hand, it is still in good shape.

This - the right hand is already a rice dumpling, and the left hand can't wrap the bandage by itself.

I looked at my watch, it was six o'clock.

In a flash of inspiration, Luo Qing simply put on the large cotton glove used for cooking on his left hand.

Ding dong.

The time is just right.

At six o'clock, someone knocked on the door.

Luo Qing walked to the door, and when she pulled the door, she paid great attention to her movements, and opened the door with her elbows, looking at it with great difficulty.

"Morning. Yours." Ling Yufeng lowered the brim of his hat and handed over the paper bag, but this time he didn't let go immediately.

Just outside the window, he saw clearly the whole process of Luo Qing wrapping bandages on his hands.

With a soft voice, Luo Qing pointed at the table weakly, "Please put it on the table."

Ling Yufeng didn't wait for him to let him go, and didn't change his shoes at all. He went straight into the room and took out the hot little wontons from the bag.

He opened the lid directly, and the whole room was instantly filled with intoxicating fragrance.

Luo Qing's eyes fell into the bowl a long time ago, each and every one of the juicy and cute little wontons didn't have any fillings, and he had already started to drool.

He endured it, but he still didn't wait for the takeaway to open his mouth.

His eyelids trembled, he quietly shifted his gaze to his hands, and bit his lips.

The plot in the TV series that I was looking forward to in my heart did not happen.The delivery guy just stood there without saying a word, and he didn't take the initiative to say anything like "Let me feed you" like the hero in the TV series.

Luo Qing didn't seem in a hurry, he said thank you, and took out the phone in front of the takeaway, both hands were panda claws, it was impossible to press the keys.

He looked up embarrassingly and asked, "well, can I pay you later?"

Ling Yufeng raised his hand to hold the brim of the hat, nodded, and said, "Well, don't let it get cold, you can eat first."

Luo Qing happily raised his face and made a smile with crooked eyebrows, after that, he inserted the spoon into the bandage on his right hand even more exaggeratedly.

Across the thick bandages, everything is simply impossible.

He was still looking at the little ravioli he was trying to scoop up, and he was chasing them around in the bowl.

Luo Qing gave up on herself a little, looked at the takeaway with her head down, and said insincerely, "My hand is like this. I won't be able to eat this bowl of wonton today. Takeaway boy, if you haven't eaten breakfast, this is for you."

Seeing Luo Qing's clumsy movements, Ling Yufeng couldn't bear it anymore, he took the spoon from Luo Qing's bandaged hand without saying a word.

He scooped up a small wonton, and there was still steaming hot wonton soup on the spoon.

Ling Yufeng blew lightly on the little wonton.

Luo Qing saw that she was about to drool, and said to herself: It's just a word, you really eat it by yourself?

Knowing that the bandage wasn't so tight, he was so anxious that he couldn't help it, his eyes turned slightly red.

Ling Yufeng saw that the little wontons were no longer steaming, and then brought the spoon to Luo Qing's mouth, "Can you taste it hot?"

Well? ?You don't want to eat it yourself.Luo Qing opened her beautiful peach eyes in surprise.

He opened his mouth and swallowed a small wonton in one gulp.

The whole body is transparent, reflecting the light yellow wontons, which are tender and smooth in the mouth.

The meat filling is full of fragrance, and it is hard to tell what it is to bite, but the taste is soft and fresh.

His taste buds were satisfied like never before. After thinking about it, he pursed his lips happily.

Luo Qing smacked her lips, didn't say thank you, and asked the takeaway directly: "I haven't tasted one, what kind of wontons are these?"

Ling Yufeng had already brought the second small wonton to Luo Qing's mouth: "It's sea urchin."

Shi Haidan?Luo Qing didn't quite understand.But he has a great memory.He made a note of it.I plan to go to school for a while, and ask Xiao Jiang together.

There are only seven or eight small wontons in a bowl.

Ling Yufeng scooped up the last small wonton and scolded the old cat together with the gray bird in his heart: These slobs are so stingy, why are there so few? !

Luo Qing saw that the bowl was empty, and this was the last one left.

Even though he could eat a hundred more of these small wontons, he still put on a show and said in a soft voice, "Brother takeaway, you can eat one too. I have a small appetite, and I really can't eat it anymore. "

Ling Yufeng raised his eyebrows: I think your stomach is a bottomless pit.

Seeing that the little takeaway was not moving with the spoon, he pushed his right hand wrapped into rice dumplings, held the little takeaway's wrist with both hands, and sent it to his mouth.

Ling Yufeng's demon power is the weakest at this time of the day, and he can't resist Luo Qing's hard push of his wrist.His wrist was about to be cracked by ice.

Ling Yufeng had no choice but to forcefully open his mouth, and ate the last small wonton that Luo Qing "disliked".

"Is it delicious?" Luo Qing smiled, and his voice was pleasant.

Ling Yufeng didn't speak, just nodded.

Looking at it, Luo Qing felt that this little takeaway was too honest, but she didn't understand why such an honest person would always wear a hat and dare not show his face.

He was wearing big cotton gloves and sticking his chin. Could it be that he is very fierce?Or ugly?Or maybe there are some unsightly scars on his face... The more Luo Qing thought about it, the more curious he became.

So, taking advantage of the time when the little takeaway lowered his head, he swung his left hand——

No matter how weak the demon king is, he is still a demon.

He wasn't ready, at least for now, he didn't dare, nor could he look directly into Luo Qing's clear eyes.

The moment Luo Qing raised his hand, he could tell that the hand was aimed at his hat.He can't let Luo Qing see his eyes now, because his eyes have turned a dazzling golden color.

The little takeaway suddenly pulled away, turned and left, "I'm in a hurry to deliver the food." He only left a few words, and he disappeared in a hurry.

Luo Qing was a little curious, he had moved so fast just now, but the waitress surprisingly dodged him.

Curiosity made him make up his mind: he must take a look at the look under the brim of this little takeaway hat.