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Chapter 0100 The war without the smoke of gunpowder

At 7:30, the steamed buns with fresh meat filling were steamed and the rice porridge was cooked. The rice grains were full and crispy. In addition, the few plates of kimchi that had been placed on the dining table, the breakfast was quite rich.

He put the cage on the dining table and put it in a small insulated pot to serve the porridge on the table. Zhang Zhenyu invited Fang Xuelin to come for breakfast.

Fang Xuelin, who had something to do, had no appetite at this time, shook his head to Zhang Zhenyu and said, "I'm not hungry yet. Will I wait for Jian Xinyu to get up and eat together later?"

Not hungry? Zhang Zhenyu expressed doubts, but nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll eat something to put my stomach on my stomach first."

Zhang Zhenyu put a few buns out of the cage on a plate, then served another bowl of porridge, and started eating it on his own.

Fang Xuelin sat on the chair opposite Zhang Zhenyu, supported his elbows on the table, held his head, and stared at Zhang Zhenyu blankly.

After taking a few bites, Zhang Zhenyu suddenly realized that he was a little uncomfortable. When he saw Fang Xuelin, he was staring at him intently and asked embarrassedly: "What do you always look at me? It feels strange..."

Fang Xuelin still didn't say anything, just looked at Zhang Zhenyu, which made Zhang Zhenyu feel furious.

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Just when Zhang Zhenyu couldn't hold back his mind, footsteps came from the room next to him, but Jian Xinyu got up. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, yawned, walked out of the door to the restaurant, and then said expressionlessly: "My stomach is so hungry that I'm rumbled. You guys are hiding here and stealing food. I'm really unfaithful."

Last night, Zhang Zhenyu didn't make much trouble for Jian Xinyu. Now, seeing her coming down, she couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb, but her mouth was filled with slices of bread, so she replied vaguely: "Do you want to sleep for a while..."

Fang Xuelin saw the plump headlights on Jian Xinyu's chest, and couldn't help but feel a little jealous, and then said sourly: "There are two big buns hidden on your chest at any time, so you have to worry about being hungry."

Are there two big buns hidden on your chest at any time?

After hearing this, Zhang Zhenyu secretly looked at Jian Xinyu. This girl is petite, but her chest muscles are quite developed. Based on Zhang Zhenyu's vision, coupled with the personal measurements she had in memory last night, it was at least 32c. It looked like she had stuffed two buns in front of her, and it was indeed very vivid.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhenyu couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth to both sides and smiled secretly.

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Seeing Zhang Zhenyu giggling, Jian Xinyu immediately remembered the scene of being fucked by him on his chest last night. She couldn't help but blush, but she retorted Fang Xuelin, who was unwilling to fall behind, said: "I am a bun, you are rice porridge!"

Fang Xuelin's skin is very good and fair, not inferior to the snow-white rice porridge in the bowl placed in front of Zhang Zhenyu.

However, looking at the sticky rice porridge that makes people think in a wrong way, Fang Xuelin naturally couldn't accept the name happily.

So the two of them sat on both sides of the dining table, and while eating breakfast, they started to fight with any trouble.

Zhang Zhenyu sat here, eating and watching the two girls quarrel, feeling very interesting, and couldn't help but praise life loudly. Such a life is indeed exciting.

However, the good times did not last long. Soon Fang Xuelin and Jian Xinyu discovered that while they were arguing over their image, someone was sitting there watching the tiger fight, just in response to the saying "The snipe and clam fight, and the fisherman gained profit."

So the two of them stopped with a very tacit understanding and stared at Zhang Zhenyu with a smile.

"Huh? Why don't you make a noise?" Zhang Zhenyu was so lively that he was so busy that he couldn't help but ask.

"Do you like to hear others quarrel?" Fang Xuelin snorted.

Zhang Zhenyu nodded subconsciously and said, "It feels good to listen to it occasionally."

"Bored!" Fang Xuelin replied immediately.

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Jian Xinyu continued to talk, threw a charming look at Zhang Zhenyu and asked, "Brother Zhenyu, do you like to drink porridge or eat buns?"

Do you like to drink porridge? Or eat buns?

Zhang Zhenyu immediately thought of the topic of Fang Xuelin and Jian Xinyu attacking each other just now. Fang Xuelin is porridge, and Jian Xinyu is dumplings?

Is this meaning a choice for me to choose whether I like Fang Xuelin or Jian Xinyu?

Zhang Zhenyu couldn't help but sigh. This girl is really a talented person. No wonder in her previous life, she was able to be a local talent in a village and community, but she was able to do everything in the whole township with an ordinary background.

But he soon noticed that Fang Xuelin was also listening carefully with his ears and secretly looking at him from time to time. Obviously, he also understood the issue of Jian Xinyu.

Zhang Zhenyu thought to himself that he still had to eat buns to withstand hunger. How could he just drink porridge? But because this issue involved the image dispute between the two girls in front of him, Zhang Zhenyu could not speak like this.

At this time, the principles must be followed, and the butt must also be seated properly, and must not be erroneous.

So he picked up the bowl of porridge, took a big sip, and praised: "On such a hot summer morning, drinking a few sips of hot porridge like this will warm your body and stomach, and feel comfortable!"

After hearing Zhang Zhenyu's words, Fang Xuelin's face showed a satisfied smile. It was obvious that between her and Jian Xinyu, Zhang Zhenyu chose her.

Fang Xuelin was satisfied, but Jian Xinyu felt very uncomfortable and looked a little sad.

It is obvious that she and Fang Xuelin are obviously Fang Xuelin occupying a more important position in Zhang Zhenyu's heart. Even when she provoked disputes on this topic, she had already made a small decision and put herself in a more favorable position, but she still lost to Fang Xuelin.

However, Jian Xinyu is not a person who gives up easily, which can be seen from her experience in her previous life. She is a person who will strive for everything with her goals, and she is truly indomitable.

Now, Zhang Zhenyu chose Fang Xuelin, on the one hand, because she has a deeper relationship with Zhang Zhenyu, and on the other hand, she occupies the identity of her real girlfriend. Otherwise, it is unknown who will win.

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Seeing the completely different expressions of the two girls, Zhang Zhenyu felt secretly happy.

The two little girls, especially the little girl Jian Xinyu, were actually playing tricks on her and couldn't be played with!

Zhang Zhenyu was in a good mood and reached out to grab a big bun from another bowl. He ate it with oily mouth. He thought to himself how to drink only porridge, and he also wanted to eat buns.

Not only that, I also have to drink soy milk, juice, milk and coffee. As for what I want to eat, there are more.

Beauties are like delicious food, of course, the more they are the better.

However, when he thought about it, the expression on his face became a little more obscene. When the two girls saw it, they felt that Zhang Zhenyu was now expecting to be beaten, and they really wanted to rush forward to use violent means to him.

Fang Xuelin rarely had a tacit understanding with Jian Xinyu. The two girls looked at each other and smiled, but they pouted quickly. After all, the knot in the morning had not been removed, and Fang Xuelin always suspected that Jian Xinyu ran to Zhang Zhenyu's room to sleep last night, so naturally it was impossible for her to give up on her.

At the same time, she was also secretly alert. Although Zhang Zhenyu chose her without much hesitation just now, she also saw some crises from it.

Although Jian Xinyu's metaphor is to be petty and let her take advantage of it, to some extent, it is also a true metaphor for the two of them.

Compared to Jian Xinyu who is open and relaxed, she is like a bowl of light rice porridge. Although it is beautiful, it also makes people have the idea of ​​staying away from it.

The most important thing is that if you just drink porridge, you will really not be hungry for men!
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