It's 7:30 p.m.

The three sisters Sumina Asaha were sitting on the sofa panting, especially Zhou Xiaoyu, whose face was dirty, like a big cat.

"Brother Yang Qing, I think you are the discipline committee member, no, because you should be a health committee member, you don't work, let others do it."

Zhou Xiaoyu said angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Qing walked out with some fruit cakes, "You really disappointed me."

As he said that, Yang Qing put the cake in his hand on the table, picked up a piece of fruit cake and ate it with a grievance.

The three of them fell on the fruit cake at the same time. Zhou Xiaoyu tiptoed forward. She wanted to reach out, but was interrupted by Yang Qing.

"Don't you like me, what other cakes are you eating?"

Zhou Xiaoyu hugged Yang Qing's arm and said coquettishly: "Brother Yang Qing~ You are the best. You just said angry just now, so you can just pretend that nothing happened."

"really?"

"really!"

"Where are you two?"

Asaha Yuina and the others looked at each other and could only nod their heads aggrievedly.

“Eat.”

After getting Yang Qing's consent, Asaha Yuena picked up a strawberry cream cake and took a bite. The sweetness of the fruit completely covered the greasiness of the cream. The two combined together and were invincible.

The most shocking thing is that there are traces of butter on the corner of Sumina Asaha's mouth, which makes people want to clean it up, and even feel like licking it clean.

Of course, this is for some people with obsessive-compulsive disorder, it is better to lick it clean.

Zhou Wen picked up a piece of pineapple cake, and the mouth was sour and sweet. The fragrance of pineapple had completely absorbed into the cream cake. After taking a bite, he slowly became happy.

Girls like to eat some fruit cakes, and in a short while, a few pieces of cakes were eaten up by three people.

Zhou Xiaoyu licked the cream on her hands, "Brother Yang Qing, make more next time, it won't be enough to eat."

"Okay, as long as you work hard, you can eat whatever you want!"

"Really? Then I'll fill in the hole I dug and prevent you from falling."

Yang Qing: "???"

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August 27th.

It's 7:30 in the morning.

Yang Qing returned home with two packs of breakfast and got used to getting up early. Yang Qing would run in the community every day. If the weather was not good, he would do some push-ups, sit-ups, etc. at home.

The tendon flesh is really liked by girls.

When he arrived at the bathroom, Yang Qing looked at himself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, how handsome, whose young man is this? It's really good~"

"Yang Qingjun, you are showing off your handsomeness again."

At this time, Sumina Susano walked out of the room and looked at Yang Qing with her naked upper body. Her face immediately turned red, but she still stared at Yang Qing's abdominal muscles curiously for a long time and couldn't come back to her senses.

All girls’ favorites are cream cakes, spicy hot pot, and boys’ abdominal muscles.

Most of them will choose the latter, and the abdominal muscles are the most important.

Yang Qing put on her clothes, turned around and looked at Asaha Yu Yu, "You clean up and then have a meal."

"oh."

When Asaha Yuina saw Yang Qing wearing clothes, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Haven't seen enough yet.

"Yang Qingjun, have Xiaowen and the others notified?"

"Don't worry, I've handed over breakfast to Zhou Wen. Today we are the two of us for breakfast."

Yang Qing, who was sitting at the dining table, responded, picking up a bun and eating it in big mouthfuls.

It’s not that I don’t wait for her, but that I have other things to deal with after eating, and the novel has not been updated yet.

"All right."

After agreeing, Asaha Yuena began to clean up her personal hygiene.

Yang Qing took out his cell phone, clicked on the Writer's Assistant, and clicked on the Works Daily.

350 new collections were added, with a total collection of 30,700.

25 new monthly tickets were added.

Reward 15,000.

Overall, this result is already very good, of course, only for newcomers.

If there are any great masters, perhaps when you are happy, you will have more than 200,000 collections, becoming one of the few books in Qidian for many years.

It is now 7:30, and there are still six hours left before the recommended time this time.

The popularity serial of the client logged in on the client at twelve o'clock this morning. According to yesterday's calculation, the seven-hour collection exceeded 300, and it is still increasing.

Just as Yang Qing was thinking about how to update today, the QQ group on the mobile phone sounded.

Generally, only @口 will prompt, and of course there is another one, that is, sending red envelopes.

【Cricketer's Spring】

[Cricket grilled fish]: (screenshot) @The Old Demon King.

[Cricket Grilled Fish]: It’s awesome, the old devil recommended it, and I will try it out for 60,000 words. I was so envious that I left my slutty saliva.

[Dean Cricket]: Disgusting, the old devil is expected to break through the thousand juncture this time.

[Cricket Xiaoguang]: I feel that one thousand two.

[Cricket Old Fat]: I guess one thousand five, go out! (Dog Head)

【Cricket Grilled Fish】: I am unemployed (crying)

【Qiqi Xiaojiu】: Full-time online writer ×

, unemployed vagrants?

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[Cricket Grilled Fish]: You shouldn't tease the old devil, why did you involve me?

[Qiqi Xiaoguang]: Full-time online writer ×, unemployed vagrant?

Cricket Xiaoguang was banned from being roasted fish for twenty-four hours.

[Yang Qing]: (screenshot) Not yet recommended, I have to wait until 2 pm to go to the webpage.

[Dean of Cricket]: This group rejects Versailles.

You were banned from cricket yard for twelve hours.

Yang Qing: "?????"

Why do you have to ban yourself from speaking every time?

What am I doing wrong?

"Yang Qingjun, what are you doing?"

Asaha Yu Na walked out of the bathroom, sat opposite Yang Qing, picked up a fried dough stick and ate it with relish.

"It's okay." Yang Qing put down his phone, "What are you going to do today?"

Asaha Yuina replied: "I haven't figured out where to go yet. I'm talking about it here, it's so hot outside, I'm afraid of tanning."

“Black Health.”

"No." Asaha Yuina picked up the chopsticks and wanted to pick up a piece of wonton in the bowl, but the chopsticks were too slippery and fell off the first time.

“There is a spoon.”

Yang Qing took out a disposable spoon from the bag beside him and put it in wontons.

"Then you didn't say it earlier."

"You didn't ask."

"Blame you." Asaha Yuena picked up the spoon, put a piece of wonton, blew it, then put it in her mouth, chewing it with satisfaction.

"Yang Qingjun, can I make a request?"

“What are the requirements?”

"I want to eat Guandong cooking. Can you make some for me? It's enough to eat it."

Asaha Yuena looked at Yang Qing expectantly.

"Uh..." Yang Qing originally wanted to say that he could not cook, but looking at the anticipated Yuri Asaha, he had to nod, "Okay, I'll make you a Chinese version of Kanto Cooking?"

"What?"

"You must have never eaten it. When I was a child, I always liked to go to the roadside to buy some for lunch, especially the soup, which is the best to drink and make it for you tonight."
Chapter completed!