Lightly fried chives are a waste of this big egg.

Otherwise, stir-fry the chives with half of the eggs and the tomatoes and peppers with half of the eggs.

Yange went down a few steps, and Qin Chen's voice suddenly came behind him: "Xiaoge, where are you going?"

Words of Song: ...

She didn't know why, at this moment when she heard Qin Chen's voice, the ghost staggered the egg in his pajamas, and he turned his head back to him when he heard: "It's all right, I, I just want to go around the kitchen, you Sleep, leave me alone, I'll be back in a minute. "

Qin Chen: "Are you hungry?"

Yange rubbed his belly and was really hungry.

Qin Chen didn't return to the bedroom. He walked downstairs to the side of Yange: "What do I want to eat, I will do it."

Qin Chen did something better than she did.

But this egg, Yan Ge, has a little bit of reluctance to share with Qin Chen.

She thought that egg should be enough for her to eat alone.

But as soon as this idea came out, she felt that it was not good not to feed Qin Chen, after all, this egg could ripen and fall, as if it had most of Qin Chen's credit.

She swallowed alone and seemed a little selfish.

But I really want to give it up, and it hurts.

Yan Song frowned slightly and was still struggling. Qin Chen's tail suddenly appeared, and she rolled her hand holding the egg and kept it on her stomach: "What's this?"

Words of Song: ...

This guy may not have seen something different in her clothes, so approaching her so quietly is to grab her eggs!

Treacherous, sly, hemp!

Yan Ge subconsciously grabbed eggs with her hands, but Qin Chen was faster than her and had a more flexible tail than her. Where could she grab Qin Chen.

As soon as he grabbed the egg with both hands, Qin Chen's tail had already rolled the egg away.

Yange was busy holding his big tail: "Then mine, mine, my egg."

Qin Chen heard her say that, and was more curious, holding the egg in her hand and looking: "Where is such a big egg?"

Words: "Pick it."

Picked up from the toilet.

Qin Chen sniffed the egg under her nose.

I always think the taste of this egg is familiar: "Where did you pick it?"

Yange: "Do you eat in the woods outside? Let's eat it."

This egg has a fragrant flavor, and it should really taste delicious.

When Qin Chen saw Yan Ge staring at the egg with a stern face, she stretched her hands and went downstairs: "How do you want to eat it?"

Words: "Tomatoes, Eggs, Peppers, Eggs, Fungus, Eggs, Chives, Eggs ..."

Qin Chen: "OK."

Yange dragged his arm: "Don't add your blood this time, it should be delicious just by frying it."

Qin Chen felt the same way.

The smell of the egg was very strong. Qin Chen held the egg in his hand. If the taste of the egg was lingering on the tip of his nose, he wanted to swallow it and even swallowed it.

After entering the kitchen, Qin Chen took out a large bowl and tried to scramble eggs. He then asked, "When did I pick the eggs, why don't I know?"

This is his place. Which beast dares to lay eggs in his place?

As soon as this thought came out, Qin Chen's action of gnawing eggs stopped.

He lifted the egg and looked again.

Yan Song: "It's daytime today."

Qin Chen: "When you went out during the day, you kept riding on my neck without landing."

Singing anger, voice anger: "You don't believe me?"

Qin Chen didn't speak, and turned to stare at Yange's belly.

Yange shrunk, and her hands emptied her empty stomach: "What do you want me to do?"