When Liu Yunqing was carrying a hen again outside his villa and shouting "Zhang Yi", Zhang Yi rushed to the balcony and pressed the remote control at the fence.

Looking at Liu Yunqing holding a cooing hen in one hand and two yams in the other, he inexplicably felt a strange sense of happiness.

Zhang Yi felt that he might be sick.

"What are you looking at? Take it." Liu Yunqing saw Zhang Yi staring at her, and couldn't help but urge him anxiously, and he was about to stuff the leggings hen and yam in his hand to him.

Zhang Yi came back to his senses. He looked down at the hen and turned his eyes away with disgust: "No. I live here alone. Do you have to let me be boiled water and bald? For the sake of chicken soup, I made myself so embarrassed?"

Liu Yunqing was quite puzzled: "It's just a chicken soup. Is it still so troublesome? I didn't see my brother saying it was troublesome, he would finish it in a while."

Zhang Yi squinted her and said, "Why don't you try?"

Liu Yunqing glanced at the small yellow car outside the villa and hesitated: "But I still have to deliver takeaway."

Zhang Yi waved his hand: "What are you giving away? How much difference is, I will give you five times the supply."

Liu Yunqing shook his head: "How can I ask for your money?"

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows.

Liu Yunqing: "We have a different relationship with others."

Zhang Yi's heart thumped, and he quickly coughed twice to cover up.

"Don't talk nonsense. However, since you don't charge money, I can't take advantage of you in vain. I'll find someone to deliver your takeaway for you."

Then he walked to the stairs and made a phone call.

Han Mingming on the other end of the phone thought there was something wrong with his ear.

"Ha? You asked me, the eldest young master, to deliver takeout to you?!"

Han Mingming was angry: "Get out! This young master is worth a thousand gold at a moment, so I will give you NN's takeaway!"

Han Mingming was about to hang up the phone and turn off the phone when his adrenal glands suddenly made his adrenal glands rush.

"What? Say it again! But that Qiu Yuanye's, limited edition, more than 18 cm... Ahhhh! Go and go! Lao Zhang, you have to keep your word. When I finish the takeaway, you have to fulfill your promise to give me my wife Hakumiko!!"

Zhang Yi hung up the phone and waved at Liu Yunqing: "Let's go, let's make chicken soup for me."

Zhang Yi’s kitchen is an open-ended design, with a combination of kitchen and dining, and a peninsula-shaped arrangement, which is a cold gray tone of European and American style. Although he does not often cook at home, there is no shortage of kitchen utensils, and most of them are high-end custom-made from Germany. It has beautiful appearance and advanced functions. Some are smart voice operations, which are difficult to buy on the market.

Liu Yunqing, who had just figured out how to use modern furniture such as TV remote control, washing machine buttons, range hood switches, etc. at home, suddenly entered Zhang Yi's kitchen and was a little confused.

Zhang Yi opened the wine cabinet and took two bottles of red wine. When he turned around, he saw her standing still, so he raised his eyebrows and asked her, "What's wrong?"

Liu Yunqing looked around the large kitchen in a regular and orderly manner, and was confused: "Where is your pot?"

"Where is it?" Zhang Yi pointed at the row of embedded floor cabinets, then walked towards the operating table with red wine, and said as he walked: "I don't cook at home, and even if I cook, it's mostly Western food, so most of the kitchen utensils are put away."

When Liu Yunqing heard about Western food, she couldn't help but remember the scene when her brother took her to a Western restaurant for dinner last time, and then she saw the man next to her cutting a bloody steak with a knife and fork.

She looked down at the hen jumping in her hand, thinking in embarrassment, did her Zhang Yi want to eat raw chicken pieces? Then she looked up at the flat and smooth operating table, and she didn't see the gas stove. It seemed that her guess was indeed true.

Zhang Yi was shaking the red wine in the sobering utensil in his hand casually. He looked up and saw her holding the hen and being stunned. He was quite strange. He was about to ask her what was wrong, but when he saw her eyes fixed on his hand.

Zhang Yi followed her gaze, then raised the sober in his hand and asked casually: "Give me a glass?" After saying that, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He was alone and widowed in the middle of the night. He invited her to drink, as if he had any intentions. After coughing twice, he quickly changed the topic like remedial: "Why don't you kill the chicken? Oh, by the way, the knife is in the second-last cabinet on the left, you can just take it yourself."

As he said that, he took a glass of red wine for himself. He originally wanted to taste it carefully, but facing Liu Yunqing's burning gaze, he felt uncomfortable all over. He hurriedly grabbed the glass and raised his neck and became stuffy.

Liu Yunqing watched the red juice swallowed by him. Then he looked at the hen in his hand in a daze, and the scene of Zhang Yi grabbing the hen and starting to eat raw meat and drink blood in his mind uncontrollably.

Her Zhang Yi...is so terrible.

Forget it, I won’t think about it anymore, I’d better kill the cock first.

Seeing that she finally stopped staring at him, Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

He slowly poured himself another glass of red wine. He leaned his elbow on the operating table, leaning his body lazily, drinking wine, while casually raising his eyebrows and looking in the direction of her.

Liu Yunqing bent over and placed the hen in his hand at his feet, then raised his foot and stepped on its wings and pressed it down, then straightened his body and began to roll up his sleeves.

"That, who, the knife is in the second grid, don't forget."

"oh."

Liu Yunqing responded casually. Then he bent down and pulled the hen's neck with both hands to lift it up...

After Zhang Yi was stunned for a few seconds, a sip of red wine squirted out.

"Damn!" He suddenly stood up from the operating table and stared at Liu Yunqing in disbelief. The scene in front of him was completely shocking his eyes!

It turned out that Liu Yunqing was holding the chicken's neck with a knife, but he pinched it with his hands! He just stared at Liu Yunqing's neck with his hands stuck, and his face was pursed and his face was frowning. He could tell that he was using his strength to sway. He shook his head and screamed miserably. But the hen was still dead, and he still screamed and struggled with his lungs. Without knowing how to do it, the rope on the chicken's feet broke free, and then he kicked his feet even more crazily, flapping his wings and struggling to fight to the death.

"Liu Yunqing! You! Forget it, you'd better let it go!" Zhang Yi looked at the dirty feathers flying in the air, and his forehead was raucous and painful. He was about to go around the operating table and headed towards her.

Liu Yunqing suddenly let the hen kick, which made her abdomen hurt so much. She couldn't help but take two steps back, then tightened the chicken's neck tighter, looked up towards Zhang Yi, and was almost crying with grievance: "Why is it not dead yet?"

Zhang Yi was caught off guard and ran into her clear black and white eyes.

It is full of innocence and grievance.

After a while, he looked away as if nothing had happened and walked to Liu Yunqing in a fierce manner to grab the chicken wings: "Liu Yunqing, I really convinced you!"

Seeing him coming to help, Liu Yunqing finally breathed a sigh of relief. This chicken was so scary that she couldn't kill her, she was so tired.

I breathed a sigh of relief and let go.

Then Zhang Yi saw the hen with a strong desire to survive, screaming with a shrill cry, stomping his hands, hitting them beside him, and flew out!

The hen flew onto the operating table!

Zhang Yi gasped and opened his eyes violently.

I...grass!!

The next time, she was caught in a battle between human and chicken. It was originally a chicken, and it was easy to catch the two of them. However, because of Liu Yunqing's weirdness, she finally caught it, she insisted on pinching the chicken's neck again.

Then Zhang Yi watched her squeezing the chicken neck, running from north to south, and then galloping from west to east. Then the hen screamed all the way, leaving behind a piece of chicken feathers and chicken shit.

Finally, the chicken probably used its might and broke free with all its strength. One of them rushed up to the crystal chandelier above his living room. Then they could only look up at the hen above under the chandelier, shedding hair and shitting.

Really, Zhang Yi numbly said that he really didn't want to recall this tragic scene in his lifetime.

Liu Yunqing felt embarrassed, so he looked at him and said, "You, are you in a hurry to drink chicken soup? If you are not in a hurry, I will call my brother to come over. Don't worry, my brother is very powerful, and the chicken soup he stews is super delicious."

Zhang Yi looked at her coldly with his arms wrapped around his chest, his eyes almost turning into blades. Rest of chicken soup? Is it a matter of drinking chicken soup?

Liu Yunqing carefully looked at the hen screaming above his head. He seemed to have realized it now and hurriedly promised him: "Zhang Yi, don't worry, my brother can definitely deal with this chicken! You don't know, my brother is super powerful, even the chicken is afraid of my brother."

Zhang Yi looked at her indescribable way, and then he let out a sigh.

When Liu Yunqing saw him with a dark face and didn't speak, she thought he was probably angry with her.

"Then Zhang Yi, if you don't drink chicken soup, I'll go back first and come to see you someday."

Zhang Yi immediately gritted his teeth and glared at her. She turned his good villa into a chicken coop, and she wanted to leave?

He stepped forward to block her way. He pointed at the ground and wanted her to clean it up. But when he thought about her strange style of conduct, he felt that letting her work was definitely not a good idea. Maybe he would have to make a monster, so he swallowed the words he said.

When Liu Yunqing saw that he didn't move in front of her, he asked strangely: "Did you change your mind and want to drink chicken soup?"

Zhang Yi gritted his teeth and drank, drink your sister!

He wanted to swear, but when he saw her bright eyes, he looked at him with innocence as if he wanted to find an answer, he could only swallow the swear words he said.

Forget it, I owe her.

He was about to wave his hand to let her go, but when he looked at her inadvertently, he saw that her clothes were wrinkled and there were still a few tufts of chicken feathers covering her. He quickly took two steps back away from her, and then turned to the upstairs with disgust: "There is a bathroom on the second floor. You can wash it, then change your clothes and leave."

Liu Yunqing looked down at his clothes, thinking about it, too.

But then I thought, she had no clothes to change.

Zhang Yigang also thought of this problem and told her that there were new clothes prepared for the guests on the wardrobe upstairs, asking her to find a piece of clothes to put on at will, and then wait for her to wash and dry the dirty clothes, then put on the original clothes and leave.

Liu Yunqing went up the second floor to look for the bathroom.

Zhang Yi withdrew his gaze and looked at the mess all over the ground, and had a headache. He could only accept his fate and find tools to clean up.

He endured the disgust and shoveled the chicken poop, and the hen on the chandelier screamed.

Zhang Yi looked up viciously: "You till you again, I will twist your chicken mouth off."

When he went upstairs, his face was still dark, especially when he smelled a vague smell on his shirt, he was so disgusting that he was about to vomit.

When he passed by a room on the second floor with a stinky face, he saw that the door was half open. He thought that Liu Yunqing had cleaned up, so he shook the door and pushed it open. He was about to point at the culprit and scold him, but the sudden scene made him suddenly stiff in place.

Liu Yunqing looked down at her bruised belly with her back facing the door. When she heard the sound of opening the door, she subconsciously looked back. Seeing that it was Zhang Yi, her eyes lit up. Just as she was about to ask him where the wardrobe was, she heard a bang, but the door was closed heavily by him from outside.

At the same time, what came was Zhang Yi's anger outside the door: "Cao! Liu Yunqing, your head is broken, right? Don't you even know if you take off your clothes and you're going to close the door!"

After saying that, he kicked the door in discomfort, then left angrily and went to the room next door.

Liu Yunqing didn't quite understand what he was angry about, but it didn't delay her from getting angry at all because he scolded her.

After exploring the room for a long time, I finally found the embedded invisible wardrobe. After pulling it open, I randomly found a shirt to put it on. Liu Yunqing was so angry that he took the dirty clothes to the laundry room and threw them into the washing machine.

Zhang Yi is too bad, she will never make chicken soup for him again.

Half an hour later, Liu Yunqing put on the washed and dry clothes, opened the door and came out, and then saw Zhang Yi leaning on the railing on the second floor.

Zhang Yi was now cleaned up, took a shower and wore a gray bathrobe, and had an unlit cigarette in his mouth. He leaned against the railing and looked downstairs at the chicken on the chandelier.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he didn't turn his head to look at it, but only looked at the chicken on the chandelier with a smelly face.

Liu Yunqing originally wanted to say hello to him, but looking at his ignorant look, he couldn't help but get angry again. Her anger just now, but he was still angry, so he was so stingy!

As soon as he twisted his body, Liu Yunqing floated downstairs and decided to not come to see him tomorrow and the next two days!

When Liu Yunqing's figure disappeared from sight, Zhang Yi turned around, reached into his pocket and took out the lighter, and lit a cigarette.

He took a deep breath and leaned back against the railing and breathed. In the thin smoke, he seemed to see another faint figure facing away from him.

His face is so dark, but his body is so white.

Zhang Yi cursed with a dark face, and then he annoyedly pressed the cigarette in his hand to the railing to wipe out the grass!
Chapter completed!