Is it normal to die all?Very glad I'm still alive?Luckily I'm still alive?
Klein shivered suddenly, took two quick steps, ran to the door, trying to chase several policemen for protection.
But as soon as he touched the handle, his movements suddenly stopped.
That police officer said the matter so terrible, so why didn’t they protect me as an important witness or a key clue?
Is this too careless?
Test, or put bait?
Various thoughts fought in Klein's mind, making him suspect that the police were still staring at him in secret and observing the reaction.
Thinking of this, he felt much more at ease and no longer so panic. He slowly opened the door, and his voice deliberately trembled and shouted at the stairs:
You will protect me, right?
Pa, pa, pa, the police officers did not respond, and the touching rhythm of the leather shoes and wooden stairs did not change at all.
I know!You will do this!Crane shouted again in a tone of pretending to be convinced, trying to act like a normal person in danger.
The footsteps gradually weakened and disappeared on the bottom floor of the apartment.
Klein snorted, sneering in his stomach:
Is this a false reaction?Unqualified acting skills!
He didn't chase after him, turned around and returned to the room, and closed the door casually.
In the following hours, Klein fully demonstrated his uneasy, restlessness, restlessness, and unconsciousness in his Chinese words such as foodie, and did not relax his demands because there was no one around him.
This is called the actor's self-cultivation!He said in his heart that he laughed at himself.
When the sun sets westward and clouds burn in the sky, apartment residents go home one after another, and Klein shifts his center of gravity to another place.
Melissa is almost over to leave school… He turned his eyes to the stove, lifted the kettle in one breath, peeled off the coals, and took out the revolver.
Without pause or delay, he reached his hand to the back of the wooden boards on the lower floor of the high and low beds, where there were more than a dozen wooden strips supporting them.
After clamping the revolver between a wooden strip and a board, Klein straightened up and waited nervously, afraid that the police would suddenly break open the door and rush into the room with a gun.
If it was a normal steam world, he confirmed that he would not be seen by anyone when he did the action just now. However, there is extraordinary power here, the extraordinary power that he has verified.
After waiting for a few minutes, there was no movement at the door, so the two tenants had to make an appointment to go to Iron Cross Street. The Wild Heart. The conversation in the bar ranged from far to near, and from near to far.
call.Klein breathed, his heart resting back into his chest.
Just wait for Melissa to come back to make lamb stewed with tender peas!
As soon as this thought came to mind, Cline's mouth seemed to be filled with the aroma of gravy, and he also remembered how Melissa made the lamb stewed with tender peas.
She first boiled water and cooked the meat pieces, then added onion, salt, a little pepper and water, and then simmered it directly. At a certain time, she added peas and potatoes and simmered for forty or fifty minutes.
It's really simple and simple enough to make Ah... It's purely supported by the deliciousness of the meat itself!Crane couldn't help but shake her head.
But this is also impossible. There is no way for ordinary people to have multiple seasonings and various cooking techniques. They can only pursue simplicity, practicality and saving. Anyway, as long as the meat is not burned and not broken, it is good for people who only eat it twice or even once a week.
Klein is not a good cook. He mainly eats outside the food every day, but he cooks three or four times a week and accumulates it every week, and still gives him a passing level and feels that he can't let down the pound of lamb.
When Melissa comes back and does it, it will be after 7:30, and it will be hungry for her... It's time for her to see her true cooking skills!Klein made an excuse for himself, first rekindled the fire, went to the public bathroom to collect water and clean the lamb, then took out the cutting board and kitchen knife, and chopped it into small pieces.
As for how to explain the sudden cooking skills, he decided to push the dead ghost Welch McGwen. This classmate not only hired a chef who was good at the specialty flavor of the sea, but also often thought about the delicious food himself and asked someone to taste it.
Well, the dead will not refute me!
However, hiss, this is a world with extraordinary people, and the dead may not be able to speak... Thinking of this, Klein felt guilty inexplicably.
He put the messy thoughts away, put the meat into the soup bowl, then took out the seasoning box, shook a spoonful of half yellowed coarse salt in it. In addition, he took some black peppercorns from a special small bottle, grabbed them well with the lamb and salt, and marinated them for a while.
Put the stew pot on the stove, and while it heated, Crane found out the carrots left yesterday, and cut them into many pieces with the onions I bought today.
After preparing, he took out a small jar from the cabinet, and after opening it, there was not much lard left.
Klein made a spoonful, put it in the pan, fry and melt it, then pour in the carrots and onion pieces and stir-fry for a while.
The fragrance began to spread, and Klein poured all the lamb in and fryed it carefully for a while.
During this process, some cooking wine should have been added, but no matter how bad it is, it has to be replaced by wine. However, the Moretti's family does not have these luxurious things, so Benson can only drink a glass of beer in a week. Klein had to make some concessions, pour some boiling water, and do whatever he wants.
After stewing for about twenty minutes, he opened the lid, put the tender peas and the chopped potatoes in, and added another cup of hot water and two spoonfuls of salt.
Close the lid and lower the fire, Klein exhaled with satisfaction, waiting for his sister to come home.
As time passed by minute by minute, the fragrance in the room became more and more intense, with the temptation of meat, the mellowness of potatoes, and the refreshing of onions.
The taste gradually became mixed, and Klein swallowed from time to time, pressed the lid of the pocket watch and looked at the minute hand.
After more than forty minutes, the footsteps that were not brisk but rhythmic approached, the key was inserted, the hand turned, and the door opened.
It smells so good... Before Melissa came in, she whispered in confusion.
She took her bag and stepped in, her eyes swept across the stove.
What did you do?Melissa's action of taking off her gauze paused in mid-air, her eyes looking at Klein were filled with horror.
She sniffed, inhaling more fragrance, her eyes quickly softened, as if she had found some confidence.
What did you do?She asked again in confusion.
Are you afraid that I will waste the lamb?Klein asked back with a smile, without waiting for an answer, and said to himself: Don't worry, I have specially asked Welch how to make this dish. You know, he has a good chef.
The first time doing it?Melissa's brows frowned unconsciously, but was smoothed by the fragrance.
It seems that I am very talented.Klein laughed and said, "It's almost done, you put your book hat down, go to the bathroom to wash your hands, and wait for a taste. I'm very confident."
Listening to his brother's orderly arrangement and looking at his gentle and calm smile, Melissa was stunned at the door, dazed and did not respond.
Do you like to stew it a little bit hard?Klein urged with a smile.
Ah, OK, OK!Melissa came to her senses, rushed into the inner room with a handbag and a hat in the other hand.
Uncovering the lid of the stew pot, a mist suddenly appeared in front of Klein's eyes, and two rye breads had long been placed on the side of the lamb and tender peas, allowing them to absorb the fragrance and heat to become soft.
When Melissa packed up her belongings and returned from washing her hands and face, she had a plate of lamb stewed with tender peas decorated with potatoes, carrots and onions on her desk, and two black bread dyed with a little gravy color were placed on her respective plates.
Come and try it.Klein pointed to the wooden fork and spoon placed beside the plate.
Melissa was a little confused and did not refuse. She picked up the fork, forked a piece of potato, put it to her mouth, and took a light bite.
The potatoes' glutinous and the strong aroma of the gravy spread at the same time, causing her saliva to secrete wildly. She finished eating the potato in just a few seconds and swallowed it.
Taste the meat.Klein pointed at the plate with his chin.
He had tasted the taste just now and felt that it was only a passing level, but it was enough for a girl who had never seen the market and could only eat meat occasionally!
Melissa's eyes had more anticipation and she carefully forked a piece of lamb.
It was stewed so badly that it felt like it was about to melt as soon as it was put into the mouth. The real meaty aroma burst out, and the wonderful juice flowed across it, filling the mouth.
That was an unprecedented beautiful feeling that Melissa couldn't stop at all.
By the time she came to her senses, she had eaten several pieces of lamb.
Me, me, Klein, this is for you... Melissa's face turned red and she stuttered.
I've already stolen food, which is a privilege as a chef.Crane smiled and comforted her sister, while also picked up a fork and a spoon, sometimes eating a piece of meat, sometimes stuffing a mouthful of peas, sometimes putting down the tableware, breaking a piece of black bread and dipping it in juice.
Melissa relaxed, and was influenced by Klein's unconventional behavior, and was re-immersed in the deliciousness.
It's so delicious, I can't tell at all that it's your first time making it.Melissa looked at the empty plate that didn't even leave juice and praised it sincerely.
Klein smiled, started to move, and reached into his sister's mouth, where there was still residual juice hanging from the corner of his mouth.
After experiencing the changes in my brother's morning, Melissa just blushed a little, but this time she didn't take her eyes away. She looked at her brother gently.
Retracting the fingers stained with juice, Klein did not wipe them with a cloth, but put them directly into his mouth and licked them clean.
Brother, you... This time, Melissa's face turned redder, brother is so nice.
Klein sucked his finger and said: Don't waste it.
Well, it's more delicious than the one in the pot.
Don't move.Melissa suppressed her shyness and reached out her hand, hooked away the residual juice from her brother's mouth with her fingers, and sucked it into her mouth.
Looking at his sister's seductive actions, Klein couldn't help but feel a little hot. He got up and sat next to his sister.
I'll help you clean your mouth.As he said that, Klein touched his sister's face, hooked his fingers around his chin, and slowly approached his lips, and could smell the scent of gravy from his sister's mouth.
Um... Melissa's body was stiff. She looked at Klein's face closer and wanted to push it away, but the hand placed on her brother's chest could not be used at all, but instead she seemed to be stroking it gently.
The juiced lips were sucked into Klein's mouth, and he slowly sucked the tender lips, sweeping between the lips and teeth.
Melissa had already narrowed her eyes, leaving only a gap, looking at her brother's bright eyes in a daze.
The teeth were pried open and the brother's tongue drilled into Melissa's mouth.
Her little tongue that was running around was also entangled by her brother's tongue.
Under Klein's teasing, the sister began to take the initiative to cater to it. The two got closer and closer, and the kiss became more and more enthusiastic.
Well... well... All the sound of tongue sucking and Melissa's gasp were left in the room.
ah!Suddenly, Melissa pushed her brother away, her face blushed, her lips shining, her palms pressed against her chest, and she was breathing heavily.
The clothes there were a little messy.
After being touched for a while, Melissa reacted.
Feeling the strange feeling caused by being touched on my chest, I lowered my head and picked up the plate and rushed out the door:
I'll wash the dishes.
When she returned from cleaning, she opened the cabinet and habitually checked the seasoning box and other items.
Did you use it just now?Melissa blurted out in surprise and turned to look at Klein, holding a black pepper shaker and a lard can in her hand.
Klein spread his hands and smiled:
A little bit, that's the price of deliciousness.
Melissa's eyes flashed, her expression changed a few times, and finally she pursed her lips and said:
I'll cook in the future.
Well... you have to hurry up and prepare for the interview and have to consider work.
Klein shivered suddenly, took two quick steps, ran to the door, trying to chase several policemen for protection.
But as soon as he touched the handle, his movements suddenly stopped.
That police officer said the matter so terrible, so why didn’t they protect me as an important witness or a key clue?
Is this too careless?
Test, or put bait?
Various thoughts fought in Klein's mind, making him suspect that the police were still staring at him in secret and observing the reaction.
Thinking of this, he felt much more at ease and no longer so panic. He slowly opened the door, and his voice deliberately trembled and shouted at the stairs:
You will protect me, right?
Pa, pa, pa, the police officers did not respond, and the touching rhythm of the leather shoes and wooden stairs did not change at all.
I know!You will do this!Crane shouted again in a tone of pretending to be convinced, trying to act like a normal person in danger.
The footsteps gradually weakened and disappeared on the bottom floor of the apartment.
Klein snorted, sneering in his stomach:
Is this a false reaction?Unqualified acting skills!
He didn't chase after him, turned around and returned to the room, and closed the door casually.
In the following hours, Klein fully demonstrated his uneasy, restlessness, restlessness, and unconsciousness in his Chinese words such as foodie, and did not relax his demands because there was no one around him.
This is called the actor's self-cultivation!He said in his heart that he laughed at himself.
When the sun sets westward and clouds burn in the sky, apartment residents go home one after another, and Klein shifts his center of gravity to another place.
Melissa is almost over to leave school… He turned his eyes to the stove, lifted the kettle in one breath, peeled off the coals, and took out the revolver.
Without pause or delay, he reached his hand to the back of the wooden boards on the lower floor of the high and low beds, where there were more than a dozen wooden strips supporting them.
After clamping the revolver between a wooden strip and a board, Klein straightened up and waited nervously, afraid that the police would suddenly break open the door and rush into the room with a gun.
If it was a normal steam world, he confirmed that he would not be seen by anyone when he did the action just now. However, there is extraordinary power here, the extraordinary power that he has verified.
After waiting for a few minutes, there was no movement at the door, so the two tenants had to make an appointment to go to Iron Cross Street. The Wild Heart. The conversation in the bar ranged from far to near, and from near to far.
call.Klein breathed, his heart resting back into his chest.
Just wait for Melissa to come back to make lamb stewed with tender peas!
As soon as this thought came to mind, Cline's mouth seemed to be filled with the aroma of gravy, and he also remembered how Melissa made the lamb stewed with tender peas.
She first boiled water and cooked the meat pieces, then added onion, salt, a little pepper and water, and then simmered it directly. At a certain time, she added peas and potatoes and simmered for forty or fifty minutes.
It's really simple and simple enough to make Ah... It's purely supported by the deliciousness of the meat itself!Crane couldn't help but shake her head.
But this is also impossible. There is no way for ordinary people to have multiple seasonings and various cooking techniques. They can only pursue simplicity, practicality and saving. Anyway, as long as the meat is not burned and not broken, it is good for people who only eat it twice or even once a week.
Klein is not a good cook. He mainly eats outside the food every day, but he cooks three or four times a week and accumulates it every week, and still gives him a passing level and feels that he can't let down the pound of lamb.
When Melissa comes back and does it, it will be after 7:30, and it will be hungry for her... It's time for her to see her true cooking skills!Klein made an excuse for himself, first rekindled the fire, went to the public bathroom to collect water and clean the lamb, then took out the cutting board and kitchen knife, and chopped it into small pieces.
As for how to explain the sudden cooking skills, he decided to push the dead ghost Welch McGwen. This classmate not only hired a chef who was good at the specialty flavor of the sea, but also often thought about the delicious food himself and asked someone to taste it.
Well, the dead will not refute me!
However, hiss, this is a world with extraordinary people, and the dead may not be able to speak... Thinking of this, Klein felt guilty inexplicably.
He put the messy thoughts away, put the meat into the soup bowl, then took out the seasoning box, shook a spoonful of half yellowed coarse salt in it. In addition, he took some black peppercorns from a special small bottle, grabbed them well with the lamb and salt, and marinated them for a while.
Put the stew pot on the stove, and while it heated, Crane found out the carrots left yesterday, and cut them into many pieces with the onions I bought today.
After preparing, he took out a small jar from the cabinet, and after opening it, there was not much lard left.
Klein made a spoonful, put it in the pan, fry and melt it, then pour in the carrots and onion pieces and stir-fry for a while.
The fragrance began to spread, and Klein poured all the lamb in and fryed it carefully for a while.
During this process, some cooking wine should have been added, but no matter how bad it is, it has to be replaced by wine. However, the Moretti's family does not have these luxurious things, so Benson can only drink a glass of beer in a week. Klein had to make some concessions, pour some boiling water, and do whatever he wants.
After stewing for about twenty minutes, he opened the lid, put the tender peas and the chopped potatoes in, and added another cup of hot water and two spoonfuls of salt.
Close the lid and lower the fire, Klein exhaled with satisfaction, waiting for his sister to come home.
As time passed by minute by minute, the fragrance in the room became more and more intense, with the temptation of meat, the mellowness of potatoes, and the refreshing of onions.
The taste gradually became mixed, and Klein swallowed from time to time, pressed the lid of the pocket watch and looked at the minute hand.
After more than forty minutes, the footsteps that were not brisk but rhythmic approached, the key was inserted, the hand turned, and the door opened.
It smells so good... Before Melissa came in, she whispered in confusion.
She took her bag and stepped in, her eyes swept across the stove.
What did you do?Melissa's action of taking off her gauze paused in mid-air, her eyes looking at Klein were filled with horror.
She sniffed, inhaling more fragrance, her eyes quickly softened, as if she had found some confidence.
What did you do?She asked again in confusion.
Are you afraid that I will waste the lamb?Klein asked back with a smile, without waiting for an answer, and said to himself: Don't worry, I have specially asked Welch how to make this dish. You know, he has a good chef.
The first time doing it?Melissa's brows frowned unconsciously, but was smoothed by the fragrance.
It seems that I am very talented.Klein laughed and said, "It's almost done, you put your book hat down, go to the bathroom to wash your hands, and wait for a taste. I'm very confident."
Listening to his brother's orderly arrangement and looking at his gentle and calm smile, Melissa was stunned at the door, dazed and did not respond.
Do you like to stew it a little bit hard?Klein urged with a smile.
Ah, OK, OK!Melissa came to her senses, rushed into the inner room with a handbag and a hat in the other hand.
Uncovering the lid of the stew pot, a mist suddenly appeared in front of Klein's eyes, and two rye breads had long been placed on the side of the lamb and tender peas, allowing them to absorb the fragrance and heat to become soft.
When Melissa packed up her belongings and returned from washing her hands and face, she had a plate of lamb stewed with tender peas decorated with potatoes, carrots and onions on her desk, and two black bread dyed with a little gravy color were placed on her respective plates.
Come and try it.Klein pointed to the wooden fork and spoon placed beside the plate.
Melissa was a little confused and did not refuse. She picked up the fork, forked a piece of potato, put it to her mouth, and took a light bite.
The potatoes' glutinous and the strong aroma of the gravy spread at the same time, causing her saliva to secrete wildly. She finished eating the potato in just a few seconds and swallowed it.
Taste the meat.Klein pointed at the plate with his chin.
He had tasted the taste just now and felt that it was only a passing level, but it was enough for a girl who had never seen the market and could only eat meat occasionally!
Melissa's eyes had more anticipation and she carefully forked a piece of lamb.
It was stewed so badly that it felt like it was about to melt as soon as it was put into the mouth. The real meaty aroma burst out, and the wonderful juice flowed across it, filling the mouth.
That was an unprecedented beautiful feeling that Melissa couldn't stop at all.
By the time she came to her senses, she had eaten several pieces of lamb.
Me, me, Klein, this is for you... Melissa's face turned red and she stuttered.
I've already stolen food, which is a privilege as a chef.Crane smiled and comforted her sister, while also picked up a fork and a spoon, sometimes eating a piece of meat, sometimes stuffing a mouthful of peas, sometimes putting down the tableware, breaking a piece of black bread and dipping it in juice.
Melissa relaxed, and was influenced by Klein's unconventional behavior, and was re-immersed in the deliciousness.
It's so delicious, I can't tell at all that it's your first time making it.Melissa looked at the empty plate that didn't even leave juice and praised it sincerely.
Klein smiled, started to move, and reached into his sister's mouth, where there was still residual juice hanging from the corner of his mouth.
After experiencing the changes in my brother's morning, Melissa just blushed a little, but this time she didn't take her eyes away. She looked at her brother gently.
Retracting the fingers stained with juice, Klein did not wipe them with a cloth, but put them directly into his mouth and licked them clean.
Brother, you... This time, Melissa's face turned redder, brother is so nice.
Klein sucked his finger and said: Don't waste it.
Well, it's more delicious than the one in the pot.
Don't move.Melissa suppressed her shyness and reached out her hand, hooked away the residual juice from her brother's mouth with her fingers, and sucked it into her mouth.
Looking at his sister's seductive actions, Klein couldn't help but feel a little hot. He got up and sat next to his sister.
I'll help you clean your mouth.As he said that, Klein touched his sister's face, hooked his fingers around his chin, and slowly approached his lips, and could smell the scent of gravy from his sister's mouth.
Um... Melissa's body was stiff. She looked at Klein's face closer and wanted to push it away, but the hand placed on her brother's chest could not be used at all, but instead she seemed to be stroking it gently.
The juiced lips were sucked into Klein's mouth, and he slowly sucked the tender lips, sweeping between the lips and teeth.
Melissa had already narrowed her eyes, leaving only a gap, looking at her brother's bright eyes in a daze.
The teeth were pried open and the brother's tongue drilled into Melissa's mouth.
Her little tongue that was running around was also entangled by her brother's tongue.
Under Klein's teasing, the sister began to take the initiative to cater to it. The two got closer and closer, and the kiss became more and more enthusiastic.
Well... well... All the sound of tongue sucking and Melissa's gasp were left in the room.
ah!Suddenly, Melissa pushed her brother away, her face blushed, her lips shining, her palms pressed against her chest, and she was breathing heavily.
The clothes there were a little messy.
After being touched for a while, Melissa reacted.
Feeling the strange feeling caused by being touched on my chest, I lowered my head and picked up the plate and rushed out the door:
I'll wash the dishes.
When she returned from cleaning, she opened the cabinet and habitually checked the seasoning box and other items.
Did you use it just now?Melissa blurted out in surprise and turned to look at Klein, holding a black pepper shaker and a lard can in her hand.
Klein spread his hands and smiled:
A little bit, that's the price of deliciousness.
Melissa's eyes flashed, her expression changed a few times, and finally she pursed her lips and said:
I'll cook in the future.
Well... you have to hurry up and prepare for the interview and have to consider work.
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