Chapter 689 Children

Chapter 689 Children...

The aroma of edible spices such as onion, ginger, garlic and other edible spices stir-fry in a boiling oil pan came, and then the sound of oily food bursting out sounded.

The tempting fragrance and sound are intertwined, which is really heart-wrenching. .

"Guru!!!"

Several diners squeezed around the kitchen door frame subconsciously swallowed.

"Uncle, you can't hide it. When I was a child, I remembered that you didn't like cooking? Why do you have such a good cooking skill? It's not scientific!"

The fat man felt so itchy. Looking at the several dishes of fried dishes placed in the kitchen, he wanted to pick them up and pour them into his stomach.

Wu Xie squeezed beside the fat man and nodded repeatedly.

Just the guy is better. After coming out, he has some regained his previous temperament, indifferent, but has a bit more humane flavor than in the past.

At this time, the young man sat alone on the sofa, too lazy to pay attention to these two guys, and closed his eyes to rest.

Speaking of which, the guy met Hu Ming in the 1980s. This is the first time in so many years that Hu Ming can cook.

"How to cook doesn't mean you like cooking...Who stipulates?"

Hu Ming snorted without looking back.

His cooking skills were only when he was single in his previous life. He was so tired of ordering takeout that he forced himself to learn. He could only say that he could not eat so much that he had nothing to do with delicious food.

But now, Hu Ming's control of his body has reached the extreme. Not to mention the knife skills for the time being, he can even reach a delicate position in terms of spoons, heat, etc.

In short, men with good cooking skills may not be really good at cooking, perhaps because they are good at cutting people’s side effects?

What's more, Hu Ming stole so many tombs, and the system rewarded many cooking skills...

Yin Nanfeng, who held Hu Ming from behind and put his head on Hu Ming's shoulder, looked at Hu Ming's movements silently, his eyes flashing, and he didn't know what to think about anymore.

"Stop, I don't know you yet? Want me to cook often? Dream!"

"You have so many chefs at home. Isn't their cooking skills good? Are they much better than half-baked guys like me?"

Even if he didn't see Yin Nanfeng's gaze changing, Hu Ming could guess her thoughts and rolled his eyes.

Housewife man?

No, he, Hu Ming, is a killer who kills people like numb!

This character must not be broken.

"Can that be the same?"

"They are just chefs. No matter how delicious they cook, they only eat the food they cook for survival."

"But Uncle Ming, you cook differently. This is fun! Qingtu!"

Yin Nanfeng was unmoved and retorted with confidence. At the same time, he smiled, ignored the two people watching behind him, and printed a lipstick mark on Hu Ming's face with a snap.

"grass!"

"Depend on!"

"Is it natural? We are just here to have a meal. What's this? Before the meal started, I just feed us with cold dog food?"

"That's right, why, are you here playing the trick of cheating dogs in and killing them?"

Fatty Wu Xie's face suddenly turned dark and he quit the group chat cursingly, telling the dissatisfaction of the person as a single dog.

“……..why.”

The young man's face remained unchanged, and he maintained his facial paralysis, but a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head and said helplessly.

I have to say that the young man with all his memories is much better than the young man who lacks memory and has a Sima face every day.

Fortunately, Wu Xie and Fatty were somewhat uncomfortable.

"Children, the food is ready, come here to serve the food, it's time to eat!"

Not long after, under the interference of Yin Nanfeng's strength, Hu Ming finally prepared the meal and called on his friends outside.

Nowadays, many similar memes have appeared on the Internet, roughly - I treat you as a friend, and you actually want to be my father.

As a time traveler who has traveled through time since 20 years, Hu Ming said that his friends are all his own children.

".I am still young, and I am still young at the age of eighteen, so I don't have so many sons."

"And. Zhang Qiling is so big, she is 140 years old... I am under a lot of psychological pressure."

Yin Nanfeng had forgotten his age and muttered as if he was stroking his beautiful face as a girl in the 28th.

"." Wu Xie.

"." Fat man.

"Yes, I'm in my early 140s, and Hu Ming, you are less than 60 years old. I'm twice as old as you."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

The young man glanced at Hu Ming indifferently and refuted with irrefutable facts.

How can there be a son in this world who is older than his father?

"..." Wu Xie

"..." Fatty.

"Naughty, I think, shouldn't we come today? This is a gathering of immortal monsters. It's boring for us mortals like us to come?"

The fat man's melancholy trace had already appeared big gray waves, and his heart was indescribable.

Don't play like this.

Although he also has a legacy, even so, his father Wang Kaixuan once told him that even if he practices hard, it is difficult to overcome the 150-year-old level...

And Yin Nanfeng won’t talk about it, they also know about the meteorite.

That's right, the guy and Hu Ming are really outrageous.

In the past, they only thought that Brother Hu Ming was just like Zhang Rishan, with a lifespan of twice that of ordinary people, about two or three hundred, not old, that's all.

But after coming back this time, they realized that these two guys were truly hidden, and they were real immortality!

The last man who lived in the vest of His Majesty the First Emperor had lived for tens of thousands of years, and he was a human-like history of human evolution.

They couldn't imagine whether these two people could simply live to the destruction of the earth?

"Have a meal!"

Wu Xie snorted lightly, too lazy to care about the etiquette of the dining table, and started eating directly when Hu Ming went to wash his hands.

Not to mention, the taste is really good, no worse than the five-star hotel chef and the three-star Michelin chef.

But Wu Xie felt that it was very delicious.

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough!"

The happy atmosphere lasted not long, and Wu Xie suddenly covered his mouth and coughed twice in pain.

Frowning, Wu Xie's expression returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Hu Ming's ears trembled slightly, and his eyes stared at Wu Xie's chest without any slightest waves.

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