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Chapter 52 Supper

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    Many matches were played in succession, until Ye Fenglin's character suddenly froze in place and stopped moving. Xiao Yanlin realized something was wrong after killing him for a few seconds, and immediately stopped his movements.

    "What's wrong?" Xiao Yanlin raised his head in doubt.

    Ye Fenglin held the phone and showed it helplessly: "I forgot to turn on the power just now. I thought the phone was charging, but it turned off automatically."

    Never expecting such a result, Xiao Yanlin thought it was funny, and when he saw the warning in the other party's eyes, he coughed and forced back the smile that was about to overflow.

    He reached out and put his mobile phone aside and stood up, rubbing his sore shoulders. The two of them sat together, and several hours had passed without knowing it.  It was already sore.

    "Get up and take a walk." Xiao Yanlin tugged on the person on the chair, not checking for too much strength for a while, but instead pulled the person from the sitting position into his arms all at once.

    Ye Fenglin only heard a muffled sound, and then fell into a warm embrace with a refreshing fragrance.

    Breaking away from Xiao Yanlin's arms, rubbing the tip of his red nose, he glanced at the time again, and found that it was almost eleven o'clock, Ye Fenglin said hurriedly at this time: "It's almost time, I'm going to cook  Do you want a supper for one night?"

    When I was playing games before, I noticed that Ye Fenglin would always consider the time intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was calculating something.  He thought it was something important, but now that he heard this, Xiao Yanlin finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

    "I thought you had some important things to deal with." While speaking, he stretched out his hand to rub the man's soft hair, but Xiao Yanlin's other hand never let go, keeping the man in a kind of  Half-embraced pose.

    Ye Fenglin didn't notice that there was anything wrong with this action, but pulled the hand on top of his head with a little displeasure: "I like to eat or not."

    Muttering something like this, he took another step back and completely left Xiao Yanlin's embrace.  Ye Fenglin turned his head and walked out of the room.

    The smile in the eyes has obviously extended, but the face can only suppress the joyful mood, and put on a deadpan look.  Xiao Yanlin followed behind Ye Fenglin.

    "You have been calculating the time so carefully, what do you want to eat?" They walked into the kitchen together, and found that something like rice noodles had already been soaked in the basin, and they stirred it in the basin with chopsticks curiously.

    Ye Fenglin sighed helplessly, and quickly pushed the troublemaker out of the kitchen: "They recommended it before, and I think it tastes good. Do you want snail noodles?"

    I thought I heard something wrong, of course Xiao Yanlin knew the snail fan, but looking at the person in front of him who was as gentle as jade, with an unnatural smile at the corners of his eyes, combined with the snail fan in his impression, he just felt  The contrast is really too big.

    "What are you thinking? Do you want to eat or not?" Standing at the door of the kitchen for a long time without giving a reply, Ye Fenglin frowned, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Xiao Yanlin's eyes.

    The wrist was firmly grasped in the palm of his hand, Xiao Yanlin nodded at the person: "Okay, I want it too."

    "The smell of this snail powder is a bit strong. If you can't accept it later, you don't have to force it." Before turning around and walking into the kitchen, Ye Fenglin couldn't help turning around to remind him.

    After all, not everyone can accept such a strong taste.

    Long before Ye Fenglin came into contact with this thing for the first time, he thought that his friend was holding a bowl of excrement, the smell was pungent, and the whole room was filled with such an atmosphere.

    Instead, Xiao Yanlin nodded indifferently: "I've eaten this before, but I just don't know how good your cooking is."

    "Oh." Ye Fenglin didn't give a positive answer, but just sneered, pushed him out of the kitchen completely, and closed the door heavily.

    His nose was almost smashed by the kitchen door, and he stood at the door resentfully for a while, and when he realized that the people inside really wouldn't open the door for him, he could only sigh, and Xiao Yanlin put his hands in his pockets for a walk  Then came to the living room.

    However, he couldn't help but recall Ye Fenglin's abnormal appearance during the one-on-one training.

    It was clear from the details that Ye Fenglin had no operational problems as he had guessed.

    On the contrary, it is as strong as ever.

    Overall view and overall awareness.

    These things never seemed to disappear from Ye Fenglin's body.

    XiaoLin took advantage of the good atmosphere.  I asked again several times, but Ye Fenglin didn't give a positive answer, and every time he talked about him.

    Instead of solving the doubts in his heart, this was full of worries.

    Xiao Yanlin sat on the sofa in a daze, his mind wide open, and he guessed many reasons why Ye Fenglin left the team in the first place.

    Until a special smell wafted from the kitchen, Xiao Yanlin inhaled vigorously, and then covered his chest.

    Seeing Ye Fenglin bring out two bowls of snail noodles from the kitchen, as if he was poisoned, he stretched out his hand towards the person with difficulty breathing, and then quickly fell to the ground.

    Ye Fenglin ignored his behavior like playing tricks, and just put the things on the table.

    After an embarrassing performance by himself, Xiao Yanlin got up in embarrassment after realizing that there was no one to support him, and sat obediently by the side.

    "There are chili peppers here. I don't know what taste you are used to when eating this food, so I put light ones for you."

    Xiao Yanlin nodded. When the two of them sat together, he was the one who was more likely to eat spicy food. Ye Fenglin was interested in spicy food, but his stomach was not very good. Every time he finished eating spicy food,  Always have a stomachache.

    Unable to control his mouth by himself, Xiao Yanlin had no choice but to become an old woman.

    Seeing that Ye Fenglin's bowl was glowing red again, Xiao Yanlin frowned, and quickly turned their bowls around.

    Ye Fenglin, who was about to start, watched the things in front of him leave him helplessly, stretched out his feet and kicked the people around him without thinking: "What are you doing?"

    Xiao Yanlin grinned and covered his thighs: "You know that your stomach is not good, but you always like to eat these spicy foods! Today, I will eat something light. I put a little chili for you, just a little taste."

    After finishing speaking, Xiao Yanlin stubbornly took the chili bowl away with him.

    "I just eat it once in a while." Ye Fenglin swallowed, looking eagerly at the person with the snail noodles in his left hand and the chili bowl in his right.

    Xiao Yanlin shook his head with difficulty, he couldn't resist such wet eyes: "No way!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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