I raised my hand and sniffed my arm, it was really all a smell of oil smoke mixed with mush, and I couldn't stand it anymore, but I can imagine what my face can look like now.
Anyway, Guo Mingze has to cook, so this place should be handed over to him, I'll deal with myself first When I got back to my room, I went straight to the bathroom to see what the hell I was doing.
It's better not to take a photo, I want to scold my mother in an instant with this photo Because I actually saw from the mirror that Guo Mingze had a symmetrical cat beard on both sides of his face It happened to be the black ash that had been blackened just now, which made Guo Mingze scribble arbitrarily on my face I wanted to rush out of the room to find him to settle the account, but I don't know if the cleaner came, he won't call far away, it should be the kind arranged in the community property, after all, it is a high-end community facilities are relatively perfect.
After thinking about it, he said forget it, it's not too late to clean him up later, take care of himself first, and now he dislikes himself with this ghostly appearance.
It took a lot of effort to wash the black on my face, and I was about to break the skin by mistake, only to find that my face was red from my rubbing.
I know that I wash my face hard, and I don't know that I thought I was slapped in the mouth, and I am not one I walked to the door and listened carefully to the sound outside the door, the cleaner really came very quickly, and they all started to work.
I walked back to the bedside and walked around, thinking about the scene where I was cooking with Guo Mingze just now.
Although the meal was not done, and the house was almost set on fire, the feeling was very happy, and the two of them were cooking in the kitchen, chatting and frolicking, and it was sweet to think about it.
Then I began to fantasize that if we really learned to cook in the future, and the two of us finished our work every day and cooked delicious food together in the kitchen, the happiness should not be too strong This is how husband and wife get along, I remember when I was a child, my aunt's cousin had been married for a few years, and every time there was a family gathering, she would tell us how she and her husband got along.
She said that no matter how many years two people have been married, the anniversary must not be forgotten, the man still has to give the woman the gift that should be there, and love needs to be kept fresh At that time, I didn't know what the Internet term of sprinkling dog food was, so I thought they were really happy, and they would fantasize like idiots, if I grew up, would I be able to find a husband who could give gifts and manage love with me?
It's not that I'm precocious, it's that every time we get together, a few aunts and uncles in the family will watch us children talk about it.
Now I think that the parents in our family are still relatively open, not the kind of parents who will be very dictatorial when they decide and don't talk to our children.
When we were children, we would all blush and be embarrassed when they said this, and when we grew up and reached the age where we could fall in love, when they talked about it, we began to feel annoyed, and sometimes we even avoided and didn't dare to see them, because there were still a few cousins who were directly forced to marry.
Fortunately, I am the youngest in the family, and I was spared before the age of marriage, and it is estimated that in another year or two, my ears will be nagged out of the cocoon by these parents aa2705221: