Today I Am a Hostage Again

"I..." I'll help you eat it.

Hong Xiaxiong opened his mouth quickly subconsciously, but stopped after just saying a word.

He had said this before, but was rejected by his younger brother without hesitation. At that time, Jiao Dong seemed to say... "It's better not to be better"?

Why do you say this sentence?

After Hong Xiaxiong paused, Andwa took the lead.

Andewa, who has always been stern father's piety, made a stern face, as if the children in the family owed him hundreds of millions, and stern words taught: "It is bad behavior to burn and waste food."

Hong Jiao freeze looked at him without speaking, and Hong Xiaxiong, who had recovered from the memory just now, turned his head and stared at Andwa.

Andwa was silent, and he glanced at the soba noodles on the table again.

The portion of this bowl of noodles is full at first glance. It doesn't look like it has been eaten before. If he wants to eat it, it won't look obtrusive.

Jiao Jong also had no reason to refuse.

"Since I have bought it back, I will eat it." Andwa continued to say in a deep voice.

Hong Jiao freeze and Hong Xia Xiong didn't say anything, and waited quietly for the follow-up.

Andwa is also used to the child being silent to him, and doesn't care when he sees this, "Forget it, pay attention later."

After speaking, Andwa naturally walked over and picked up the soba noodles, walked to the kitchen and took out a pair of chopsticks, and then took the bowl of soba noodles with a different meaning and returned to his usual eating position.

The soba did not leave his hand during the whole process, and he simply forgot that it was an unnecessary move, as if he was afraid of someone robbing him.

Hong Xiaxiong: Just looking at you shamelessly.

The resentment towards this father can be said to be very serious.

Hong Jiao freeze watched Andwa sitting down and ready to start eating. For some reason, a subtle excitement suddenly rose in his heart. But the good image and good habits that he has cultivated over the years have made Hong Jiao freeze his expression and tone even when he is excited.

"Whatever you like."

Hong Xiaxiong: Wait, Jiao Dong, you just agree with the **** that Dad ate it?

The **** dad didn't feel any resentment from his son at all. The excitement and excitement in his heart was much more than that of scorching and freezing.

Now eating the soba noodles bought from Jiao Jie may not be as satisfying as to defeat Ormet, but it is also quite sufficient.

Hong Jiao frozen looked uninterested, turned around and left here. But instead of going upstairs to the room as before, he slowly went up the stairs and couldn't help looking at Andwa.

Andwa naturally has that kind of crisis sensitivity, but this kind of sensitivity seemed a little underweight before the huge temptation of "The soba noodles I bought by myself".

Andwa picked up a chopsticks of soba noodles, his heart was so excited, the noodles were also indifferent.

At least from this point of view, Hong Jiaozong is really Andeva's son.

Under one son's open-minded gaze, and the other son's sneak peek, Andwa put the buckwheat noodles into his mouth.

How unpalatable Aizawa’s fruit is. The strongest NO.1 hero, Oermat, has a say. The students of Class A can also help prove it.

I was mentally prepared in advance and still felt sad and wanted to cry, full of anticipation, and people like Andeva who eat with happiness, can even appreciate the difference.

It seems that the unpleasant taste has become even more unbearable.

Ren Shi, who has seen strong winds and waves, has never been happy and angered (with a slight exception in the case of scorching and freezing), and his expression has suddenly become ugly at this time.

Anyhow, I only ate a small root before the scorching freeze. Andwa's this was a big bite.

Even though they all taste the same, this kind of thing will also gather more and less, allowing Andevar to experience Oermet's pain.

It is said that Oermat should be pursued as a target, but this aspect cannot be left behind, right?

To be honest, if it wasn't for the father who was a little afraid of always being majestic, Hong Xiaxiong couldn't help laughing out at this moment.

Although I don't know what's wrong with that bowl of soba, one thing that Natsuo can be sure of is that this is definitely not ordinary soba!

He once again remembered his brother's phrase ‘Don’t eat it,’ and he felt more refreshed.

Jiao Dong is caring about him, right? right? ! Yes it is! !

Compared to the Andeva who just wanted to eat soba but got an "whatever you like", Ko Natsuo felt even better, as if she drank a sip of ice in the hot summer.

There is a subtle feeling of victory.

Slowly preparing to return to the room, he naturally did not miss this rare picture in a thousand years. Suddenly he understood why Sora was willing to watch everyone eat fruit and be punished, and he persevered in giving him the benefits of'Amway' fruit. .

It turns out that it really makes people feel comfortable after watching it.

Imagine that the man just now was Andwa, and that happy mood was like riding on a rocket and reaching its peak in an instant.

The mood that I have suppressed for a day today seems to be brightened by this bowl of soba noodles.

That is to say, the sound of the shutter sound of the mobile phone made in Japan is easy to be noticed when taking pictures. Otherwise, it will definitely stand in the best position at this moment. Adjust the angle and lighting for Andwa, consider the composition, and take pictures of him. A photo to commemorate.

The problem is that the shutter sound is too loud and can't be turned off, so Hong Jiao freezes regretfully giving up.

After reading Andwa's situation, Hong Jiao Dong speeded up his pace and went back to the room, as if he didn't know the taste of the bowl of soba noodles at all.

Anyway, it wasn't he who forced him to eat by pressing Andwa's head, and besides, he also'stopped' it, didn't he?

Thinking about this, Hong Jiao-jong instantly forgot this kind of thing, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to send an email to Aizawa to thank him.

While Hong Jiao was editing the mail, Andwa finally vomited downstairs and neither swallowed nor swallowed it. Finally, considering that Hong Xiaxiong was still in front of him, he forced himself to swallow it.

Hong Xiaxiong was already so happy that he couldn't be himself. Fortunately, he often showed a silly smile at home, which made it seem that he was not so gloating.

But from his slightly trembling shoulders, it can be seen that Xia Xiong also endured very hard.

Although he really wanted to stay here and continue watching, considering his personal safety, Hong Xiaxiong still retreated strategically.

It's not wrong that Andwa is a **** father, but the majesty of this **** father is really high. Among the children of the bombing family, they have been afraid of him since childhood.

It's just that these children couldn't meet Andwa's requirements, so Andwa felt that it didn't matter what kind of feelings they had for him.

Hong Xiaxiong tiptoedly left before Andwa attacked him and went to the nearest Japanese room. As soon as the door of the Japanese room was closed, Hong Xiaxiong hugged his belly and laughed madly and silently. If it were not for the consideration that Andwa might hear, he might have to pat the table at this time.

As expected, their house is frozen!

Originally, I bought a gift to celebrate Hong Jiao's achievements in the sports festival, but now it seems that it is still lacking. I should buy another gift to celebrate.

After Xiao Xiaxiong left, Andwa, who finally came back, frowned tightly, his eyes were so unkind when he looked at the bowl of soba noodles.

As a qualified Jiao Frozen Control, Andwa never thought that this was the option that Hong Jiao Frozen specially bought for him. After all, in the hearts of her family, Hong Jiao Frozen was a good boy who was not well-behaved. The innocent boy with bent bowels.

So, a certain shop selling soba noodles must have cheated him on the scorch! Replaced one of the soba noodles with something so unpalatable!

Andwa now faces the same option as before.

The occasion of the scorching freeze is: the taste is too unpalatable, throw it away. Can't throw it, this is soba!

Andwa’s occasion is: Of course such an unpalatable thing is thrown away! Don't throw it away, but Jiao Frozen brought it back specially!

If Jiao Dong finds out that he bought dinner and he pours it out, can he let Jiao Dong say a few more words to him in the future and receive Jiao Dong's gift?

What's more, before that, he still taught Jiao Dong so hard that he could not waste food.

Then he forgot this sentence in a blink of an eye, and went to waste by himself. Then where is his majesty as a father? !

Andwa fought fiercely in his heart, and in the end it was his tall image in the heart of Hong Jiao that prevailed. With a black face, he quickly ate the soba noodles into his mouth when he picked up his chopsticks.

Eat as many pieces as you can, and try to keep the soba noodles in your mouth for the shortest time.

You can definitely eat soba noodles for ten minutes, and Andwa finished it in less than a minute.

After eating, Andwa's face darkened.

He put the bowls and chopsticks into the sink, took a heavy step upstairs, and returned to the room.

He has no appetite for dinner tonight.

Andhwa, who wanted to go home and ask why he didn't continue to use fire in the game, so he could only put this issue on hold for the time being.

About half an hour later, the chef of Hung's family, Hung Dongmei, returned.

As soon as she walked in, Hong Dongmei saw her younger brother walking out of the Japanese room with a bright smile on his face.

"Xia Xiong, I'm so happy, is something good happened?" Hong Dongmei asked her brother while changing the writing.

"Sister, you're back." After Hong Xiaxiong said habitually, he leaned in front of Hong Dongmei to share with her what happened this afternoon. The cheerful expression showed how happy he was.

"Huh?!!!" Hong Dongmei looked at Hong Xiaxiong in surprise, "Jiao Frozen him... Dad he..."

Some things that Hong Xiaxiong said made the quiet self-preserving Hong Dongmei's eyes widen, but in fact, she couldn't ignore the squinted joy in her heart.

Andwa is so unpopular in the bombing house.

"Then do I still need to prepare dinner for my father tonight?" Hong Dongmei considered that things were so practical. She thought about it, went up the stairs, came to Andwa's room, and asked in a low voice: "Dad, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Hong Dongmei had never asked this question before, and her family would usually eat whatever she did, and would not take the initiative to order her food. This is true for Andwa and Hong Jiao Dong.

"You don't need to prepare for my part." The flames on Andwa's body were burning fiercely as if they were outside. He opened the door of the room and said with a serious face: "I still have work to do."

It's the same as the truth.

Andwa just left, leaving Hong Dongmei looking at him from behind, not knowing whether he should be worried or smile.