Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

The cooking class prepared all the ingredients and props.

However, it is only about preparing ingredients and props.

Starting from cutting meat, cutting vegetables and kneading noodles, all have to be done by the students themselves.

At this time, the students who would make dumplings have become a hot presence, and were madly invited to join the team, and each table began to rush.

Mo Shangjun looked at Yan Gui and Yan Jinzheng, kneading the dough and chopping the meat one by one, allocating the tasks perfectly. She peeled the garlic silently and looked dull.

It took almost an hour before gradually getting on track.

However, Peng Yuqiu, who was rushed over to check the situation, was finally late.

Well, it's noisy...

Um, very happy...

Um, it's... grumpy!

As soon as Peng Yuqiu arrived at the entrance of the canteen, he scanned the overall situation. As a result, he saw Liang Zhiqiong making dumplings halfway through the scan.

Liang Zhiqiong, who usually does not touch the spring water in the sun, is at the table at the moment, carefully studying how to make dumplings. Next to her is Lu Jingye and others. Some people are busy rolling dumpling skins, some are busy making dumplings, and others are busy working Write...how to teach Liang Zhiqiong to make dumplings.

Especially, Liang Zhiqiong is very serious and happy.

Looking at Liang Zhiqiong, he wrapped a giant ugly dumpling. He was frowning and worried. Lu Jingye said a few words with a smile. Liang Zhiqiong thought about it and handed him his dumplings, only to see that he saved a little bit. The shape of the giant ugly dumplings tends to be normal.

"Lying trough, so powerful."

Liang Zhiqiong's surprised emotion fell into his ears at a certain distance.

Peng Yuqiu's face was blue, his hands clenched into fists.

In view of Peng Yuqiu's angry aura is too strong, those students who are addicted to dumplings gradually discovered his presence. Although they did not obviously stop their movements in the hands, the corners of their eyes flew and brushed the ground. Fall on him, want to explore his intentions.

Peng Yuqiu wrinkled his eyebrows, instead of standing at the door as a pillar, but raised his legs and walked in, walking straight to the cooking class who was watching nearby.

Different from the indifference when facing the students, the cooking class is more enthusiastic when facing the surging Yuqiu. Even the head of the cooking class who usually wears Zhang Wan's face has a rare smile at the moment.

The students vomited for no reason in their hearts.

hypocritical!

Flattering!

outrageous!

Humph.

There were six people in this temporary cooking class. Now, because there are a lot of students eliminated, it is reduced to four. The head of the cooking class is the deputy head of the cooking class. The surname is He. The previous five people were made up by various cooking classes. Now, one of the three is in a cooking class, with a second-class chef certificate, and the other two are newcomers. They are all diligent and handy.

Of course, because of the food-eating attributes of the gS9 team members, the relationship with the cooking class makes it a good one, even Peng Yuqiu is no exception. It is normal to smile when you meet each other.

Peng Yuqiu chatted with the monitor He for a while and asked about the situation of these students.

Unsurprisingly, after eating those insignificant foods, the students came here to make dumplings like chicken blood for the "20 dumplings", whether it will or not. The dumplings are definitely uneven.

Squad leader He was very wide-hearted, saying that all dumplings will be eaten by themselves, and if they eat bad stomachs or something, they will be responsible for them.

Peng Yuqi couldn't help but touch his nose.

Okay, as a member of the logistics department of a team, they also successfully inherited their inferior roots.

It's okay, just be happy.

Squad leader He asked, "Is that over there?"

"Well, it's almost over." Peng Yuqiu nodded.

Mr. He asked again, "Is the bag too bad to be rushed over?"

"..." Peng Yuqiu looked at Captain He seriously, then raised his hand and patted Captain He's shoulder, and sincerely said, "Being a man should be conscientious."

Captain He waved his hand indifferently, revealing a smile that was full of experience after trauma. "Tell you conscience, I don’t even have bones and scum left."

I remember when I was transferred here, these individuals were the sweetest, don't want it, I praised you all day long, and even a single hair can be crossed out of a flower. Give them extra meals... Now think about it, this group of demons is simply not human!

Peng Yuqiu smiled, "Don't be so cruel if you are a Chinese New Year."

"I'm not cruel to stab you with two knives now." He squad leader is at ease.

Peng Yuqiu couldn't help laughing, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, and he patted the monitor He's shoulder with emotion.

After a few words with Mr. He, Peng Yuqiu walked into the crowd with a smile.

On the other side, Liang Zhiqiong, who bowed dumplings, noticed the appearance of Peng Yuqiu, deliberately lowered his head not to look, but dumplings were always absent-minded, and the dumpling skin was very elastic, crisp and crisp in her hands. It was thin, and the filling was exposed with a slight poke of the finger, and a dumpling was not wrapped in a minute. She was so angry that she almost smashed the stuff in her hand.

When it was rash, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Peng Yuqiu who was chatting with Mr. He. He seemed to be in a good mood. He smiled and smiled like a red peach flower. I was afraid that it was not dazzling enough. People gathered together.

However, he repeatedly persuaded Liang Zhiqiong again and again, but his heart missed a beat for no reason, and then he couldn't stop glancing in the direction of Peng Yuqiu.

The dumplings in her hands were all exposed.

"Do you want to make boiled dough?"

Seeing that Liang Zhiqiong hadn't made new dumplings for a long time, Lu Jingye came over to have a look, and then he happily ridiculed himself.

"Ah?" Liang Zhiqiong was stunned first, and then noticed the mess in his hand, and immediately reacted, so ashamed, "Sorry."

I'm going, I'm distracted!

And they are still distracted in team activities!

"It's okay," Lu Jingye hurriedly saw Liang Zhiqiong. "Just come back again."

"Ok."

Liang Zhiqiong nodded.

Lu Jingye originally wanted to get her a dumpling skin again, but when he turned around and found that the rolled skin could not keep up with the dumplings, the brother who was rolling the skin was still kneading the small dough, so he could only do it.

At this moment, Peng Yuqiu, who deliberately made a large circle, finally came to this neighborhood.

Seeing Liang Zhiqiong staring down at the mass of rotten dough, he paused, and then walked towards Liang Zhiqiong.

Waiting for Peng Yuqiu to come around, Liang Zhiqiong reacted violently.

"How can it be done like this?"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Peng Yuqiu was speechless.

Lu Jingye hurried over, took the ball directly from Liang Zhiqiong, and nodded apologetically at Peng Yuqiu, "Sorry, instructor, our skin hasn't been rolled out well."

Seeing his natural and intimate movements, Peng Yuqiu originally had a kind look and became cold.

Lu Jingye felt two cold feelings coming from the side and shivered subconsciously.

Realizing that Peng Yuqiu's expression was not right, Liang Zhiqiong thought he was going to get angry with Lu Jingye about "the face wasn't rolled out well". Liang Zhiqiong glanced at Lu Jingye, then exhaled, and looked up at Peng Yuqiu boldly, admitting: "No, I didn't pack it myself."

Peng Yuqiu, who wanted to stop here, suddenly saw Liang Zhiqiong stubbornly say this, and had the meaning of maintaining Lu Jingye. Peng Yuqiu's uncomfortable suppression suddenly expanded infinitely, occupying every corner of the heart.

A heart, sour.

Halfway, Peng Yuqiu said with a face: "Waste food."

"I admit the punishment!" Liang Zhiqiong said simply.

"..."

Peng Yuqiu was directly blocked by her.

...And did not say to punish her.

How did this girl become so stiff?

Lu Jingye was anxious, "Instructor Peng, this matter is not so serious..."

At the same time, the other people on the table also stopped and wanted to say something, but they didn't know what to say.

Seeing the two people maintain each other, Peng Yuqi felt annoyed for a while. The kind of irritability that scratched his heart and lungs seemed to have claws scratching a little bit in his heart. He just didn't give it to him.

Finally, this emotion could no longer be suppressed, and Peng Yuqiu frowned tightly and said, "Playground, ten laps."

Liang Zhiqiong, who was only holding a sigh of relief at the moment when she heard the punishment, had a touch of surprise under her eyes. She had a moment of stunned spirit, and then slowly accepted such "punishment".

"Yes."

She gritted her teeth.

Then, he ran directly out of the cafeteria.

From the moment when the "Ten Circles" was spoken, Peng Yuqiu's heart had been hanging, and her eyes were fixed on Liang Zhiqiong, paying attention to all the changes in her expression, from being afraid to accepting teeth, and... from His eyes suddenly turned red when he ran past him.

Peng Yuqiu subconsciously wanted to turn around and catch up, but he heard Lu Jingye's pleading voice, "Peng Instructor..."

A sentence of ‘instructor’ makes the footsteps of Peng Yuqiu take root in place.

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Um... goodbye.

I think about it, whether to write another one.