A bunch of hypocritical people died, and even their bodies were not found."

Du Heng was silent. He thought, this person must be a very important person to Feng Gui, right?

At this time, Feng Gui's hand suddenly flashed with inspiration, and the melon seeds flew neatly into a bamboo sieve in the yard. The melon seeds made a crackling sound with warmth, and Du Heng smelled the smell of roasted melon seeds that he smelled in his hometown.

Feng Gui put his hands in his pockets and squinted his eyes: "Okay, try it and see if it's cooked."

Du Heng gave Feng Gui a thumbs up: "I can smell it, it must be cooked! Feng Gui you are amazing!"

Feng Gui lifted her hair and said in a dignified tone, "It's nothing special, I just got used to it. Is there anything else you want to cook?"

Du Heng dragged out a bag of peanuts like a bootlicker: "Hehehe..."

Why not do what is helpful when someone is there to help you?

Author's words: Chonghua: It's too much to bear watching, what have the three demon gods become. Feng Jun stir-fried melon seeds and Long Jun turned his intestines, ugh... If their fans saw this, they would burst into tears.

Jing Nan: You know shit. Even the most awesome idols will poop and fart.

Chonghua: ...I am disillusioned.

Here's a limerick for you to share with me.

Xiaoxiao: It's like a day of hoeing the field, Xiaoxiao feels bitter, Uncle is frying melon seeds, Yun Zheng is staring at me. Horizontal banner: You can't run away.