Male God Please Lie Down

Then I feel that life is so happy and so happy.

"Get up, go down for breakfast, Sanchi said... She will make breakfast for us."

Sang Jin gently kissed her 2's forehead.

"Ok!"

Zhang Qingming nodded.

The two went to the bathroom one after another, washed a bit, and Zhang Qingming went down wearing a set of trousers.

After all, in the end times, although medicine has been developed, it will take more than half a month to truly rescue the end times crisis.

Because it is a habit or fear of emergencies, Zhang Qingming still wears trousers habitually at this time.

The first is convenient, and the second is of course convenient.

Although before, Sang Jin made a lot of skirts for her.

Sang Jin is also wearing a comfortable short T and beige trousers. She is always romantic like a cherry blossom petal. No matter how she wears it, his handsome and charming will not be compromised.

The two went downstairs holding hands. Just as they walked down the stairs, they smelled strange breaths.

This strange breath also makes this morning full of magic.

In short, Zhang Qingming had a deep thought in his heart.

San Qi must have made a dark dish that is unparalleled in the world.

"You are here, sit down and wait to eat!"

Sang Qi was busy, but turned around and greeted them in a hurry.

Sang Jin took Zhang Qingming and sat down, and the two of them began to wait for breakfast in this wonderful atmosphere.

"Ah woo-"

The little chicken smelled this breath, and it was extremely weak.

With a low voice, he lay down beside Zhang Qingming.

Zhang Qingming stretched out his foot amused and rubbed the chicken a few times.

The chick called out again weakly.

Zhang Qingming glanced at the open kitchen again. Sang Qi was very busy. It was full of enthusiasm.

After waiting for a while, Sangqi finally came over with a tray smilingly.

In front of them, there was a large snow-white plate.

Zhang Qingming looked at the plate placed in front of him, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and smiled helplessly.

What is this... colorful, it looks so lively.

Just... can rose petals be fried with grapes, green peppers, cucumbers, apples, and pineapples?

She didn't lower her head, and the strange, hot breath rushed under her nose.

Zhang Qingming even held back, hitting the nausea that came out of his heart.

Can't spit it out, isn't this a blow to San Qi's self-confidence in cooking?

Sanchi put everyone's plates, and in the chicken's plate, there is a large portion.

The little chicken whimpered and looked at the food in front of him, like a hill.

The feeling in his heart is probably that he would rather eat zombies than eat this thing.

"Do you think that my color scheme is too perfect, and it feels like eating is a kind of blasphemy!?"

Sangqi saw that they were just looking at the plate, and there was no desire to do anything. Her self-confidence was also greatly swelled, and she couldn't help shook her head.

In fact, looking at the color scheme of this breakfast herself, she felt that it was perfect, and the nutritional value of it was also very high.

"..."

Zhang Qingming couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard her big words at this time.

"You all eat it!"

Sang Jin took a fork and motioned for them to eat.