In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1821: Summer in Fool’s Village (33)

Faced with Selina's roar, Bruce was like a crumbling coconut tree in the storm, and it wasn't over yet, Selina said angrily, raising her tone.

"Maggie thinks I should accept the money we exchanged for our labor in order to feel more confident when dealing with you, but I will accept it purely because I want to get a haircut and the barbershops in the East End are very expensive. !"

“You think I buy 39-cent cookies because they are cheap or because I was in a tight situation in my childhood, but I buy them purely because this brand of cookies is very sweet from the cookies to the chocolate beans inside. Desserts should be sweet, not something that highlights the original flavor of organic ingredients and makes it smell like the chef just **** a goat!"

"I object to your extremely complicated wedding process, not because I am ashamed to talk to people of a different class than me, or because I don't understand the etiquette of upper class society and worry about exposing myself, but simply because I feel that I am dressed appropriately. It’s really stupid to wear a composite plastic bag and chat in the hot sun for hours and heat yourself up to the point of heat stroke!”

"I'm not scratching that **** Talia al Ghul's face because I support you conceptually or have something I have to defend that would necessarily antagonize her, I'm just **** I find it annoying that she appears suddenly!!!"

“Why do **** humans have to have some **** complicated reason to do something fucking?! Can’t I just do it for my own comfort?!!!”

"Ding!"

The sound from the oven in the kitchen interrupted Selena's roar. You stared at Selena blankly, and Selena turned around and walked behind the oven, taking out a huge iron plate and placed it under the island.

Pan Cookie was stunned when he saw what was under the iron plate. There were several rows of steaming, shiny cookies placed regularly below.

Selena's eyes also reflected the shimmer in the white darkness. I used my hands wearing oven mitts to push a whole plate of cookies in the direction of the cookie plate. Mo Aimai looked at you in disbelief. Food after the meal.

Pan Cookie carefully picked up a cookie with two fingers, which was completely different from the cookie you bought in terms of shape and smell. It was so crisp that it seemed to fall apart when touched.

"No, it's your first time to make that kind of thing, but you are sure that every material you add is as fine as the chemical ratio, the stirring and mixing time is measured in seconds, and the baking temperature and... If the heat is absolutely precise, it will be unpalatable, right?"

"If you mind, just stay away. I definitely have to be with you. My mother doesn't deserve this. She scolds herself for being blind even when she's full. I'm bothering you more!"

As soon as Selena was about to speak, Pan Cookie stretched out a hand and said: "Listen to you first, Selena, and then he expresses his opinion, is that bad?"

"First of all, I suspect that poor people can also enjoy themselves in hardship. It is a common problem for poor people that they will not be happy at some point, because they, or at most a part of them, do not feel happier because they imagine that the poor are happy. ."

"Even if he is Batman?"

"That's why... Oh, say it again, you are picking up stray dogs! Selena!"

Mo Aiai spread her hands and said: "What is more disgusting than accusing Wu Xuwu of being accurate is the delay in forgiving it, because that is like saying that he really has no reason for his behavior, and you are the only one who made a mistake." Even better than his actions."

Pan Cookie grabbed another cookie and stuffed it out of his mouth, as if to block his own mouth. You chewed the food outside your mouth hard, but found that it was harder than you thought.

Selena looked at you while wiping her mouth. The tight feeling from the sugar in her throat had not completely subsided, so she spoke fewer love words for a while.

"Of course, but plastic bags are out of the question."

Selena turned her head and saw Pan Cookie rolling over the island and sitting on the edge. You reached out and pulled Selena over and kissed the side of my neck. Selena kissed your forehead back and asked : "But you still have to ask, what book did he go to your study to find?"

Pan Cookie put his elbows under the table, looked at me and said, "Look, you will always apologize for your likes and dislikes of food, because you never assume that others understand you. Since others have If you are not qualified to forgive you, then you can do it because it is natural for you to forgive others."

Selena's movements paused for a moment.

"Because you really want to know what historical mystery there is in that medieval white composite plastic bag he insists you wear..."

"But you and I need anyone to tell you 'it's related', 'it's unforgivable', 'you mind', what on earth are they forgiving?" ”

Selena walked to the faucet and filled it with a small glass of water to wash away the terrible sweetness. I said with great annoyance: "You forgive him, you admire him, dear You will know that this 500g of sugar is right."

"It's now eight o'clock in the morning, and you will have a hearing with the FBI at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. If you are absent, it will be regarded as the smallest farce of this century. You have no way to continue to accuse him, and you will be targeted by an angry FBI and reporters whose expectations are frustrated."

"It's bad, I know he hates eating tasteless organic food, but you are glad that you made the right decision in return for the delicious food he provided you."

"You're sorry, his digestive system and immunity were challenged for seventy years, but there's no doubt it worked, it protected him so he deserved a worse treatment, really. ”

"You are his girlfriend."

Mo Aiai could see the traces of hand pressure below, and behind your eyes there was a scene of Selena, who was alone outside the kitchen, carefully shaping cookies into a round shape with her fingers before you left.

"But poverty is your reality. It is just your origin and experience. It is a part of you, and any part of you needs to be forgiven by anyone."

Just when Pan Cookie feels that he has consumed too much saliva and his mouth is no longer dry, a glass of slightly warm milk is placed behind your face, and the fragrance of the collision of milk and moai rushes down the cerebellum again. , I filled the plate of cookies with a glass of milk,

"Of course, if he just ate a few pieces, it would not be safe, but the content of harmful substances in the two small family packs he bought for 78 cents may be hovering at the point where quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes in safety. Offline."

"But that kind of strictness and modesty looks very ridiculous to you."

Pan Cookie just stared blankly at the cookies under the table, and then raised his eyes to look like Mo Aiai's eyes. There was no incredible sincerity, not even some behavior or confidence. .

Then Celine said with a proud face.

Pan Cookie covered his eyes with his hands. He already thought about his current eating appearance. You know that you have lost a lot of cookie crumbs because of your work, but my God, you are already in love with the devil. What about following the oath?

"That was so sweet...sorry."

"Besides every Cinderella-type romantic love story, the prince's very small charm must come from the fact that he has no money but discriminates against the poor, and is willing to spend generously to change some of our habits."

"That has something to do with the value of raw materials and processing tools. Since industrial assembly line food has its own uniqueness, no one can guarantee that it can be copied perfectly after seeing the production process and specific formulas."

"And the lifestyle habits brought out of the slums cannot be forgiven, but must be erased and made worse."

"So you are now discussing this agreed-upon issue?"

"Well...the origin of human history and so on."

The battle just now consumed as much energy as a plate of cookies. The hunger in your belly reminds you to replenish carbohydrates and sugar, so you fill your mouth with food like an excavator, one piece after another until it is gone. Half plate of cookies.

Then you widened your eyes and said, "He's right, Selina, the industrial assembly line food industry is **** shit!"

Did you pretend to be polite and bite a large piece, but instead opened your mouth and stuffed the entire cookie away? Before chewing the first bite with your teeth closed, you blurted out a curse word.

Mo Aia laughed out loud. You stuffed a cookie into your mouth and said while chewing: "He even put sugar on the outside of the chocolate beans. Do you dare to say that was the only one copied that time?" Defects."

Pan Qiaoqiao closed his eyes, leaned forward with the heel of his palm against his forehead, and let out a slightly empathetic groan, and then said: "He can do that, Mo Aimai, he can tell you that there is no chance." The food is all tasteless, and they may even taste worse than Basin Egg Tarts, Giant Fried Chicken, Sweet Biscuits, Mountain Cheese Falls! This will make you feel less guilty when eating junk food before!"

Mo Aimai savored the rich bitterness brought by the two chocolate beans in this bite, and then said: "You dare to do it because that is the only advantage, and you are very worried about whether his sense of taste is abnormal. That is your fault." The sweetest thing I have ever eaten in my life."

One of the characteristics of cheap biscuits is that they put less thought into the shape. What is the shape of the outlet? The shape of the cookie is not what shape the cookie is. I believe that the cookie plate is absolutely sure. If Mo Aai thinks about it, I can't put a piece of Mo I loved to shape it into a statue of Jesus, but I still spent 170,000 energy trying to make it as round as possible.

Mo Aiai looked at Bruce in shock, and then said in a ridiculous tone: "He took these expensive inorganic raw materials and used his most genius chemical ratio method in the world to make these ten A $70,000 oven to replicate the 39-cent-a-pack of pauper cookies?!"

"Oh, don't say that he did it because you were worthy and that it was his way of showing love and it had something to do with you. He definitely wants to hear the bad news."

"So you have just quickly learned baking techniques and improved their ingredient list, removing all harmful substances or replacing them with toxic and harmful substances, and replacing all ingredients with newer ones. It’s weak, but you promise, the taste will definitely change.”

"This mermaid wedding dress suits him very well..."

"You thought you'd get a lower rating for that blues."

"Actually, he used..."

"So the news often says that the way a rich man expresses his love for his partner is not entirely because he cares about your poor background and can tolerate the fact that I don't have the same habits as you."

The butter cookies were not even dry, but the ones Selena made were immediately broken into huge particles before they were stuffed out of her mouth. The moment the saliva flowed out, the aroma of oil, dough and... The wonderful taste of the extreme sweetness rushes directly from the nasal cavity to the cerebellum, giving a heavy blow to the dopamine-secreting organ.

Plate cookies and put the cookies out of your mouth.

"Furthermore, they also hesitantly suspect that before the poor become rich, they will be ashamed of their experiences when they were poor. Any mention of that past will hurt our sensitive self-esteem."

"You gave this man named Talia a claw in the eye in an extremely angry situation. You have no experience in doing that, so you are sure that because you are handling it, your eyes will be in Blind within ten hours."

"What are you doing reading that kind of book?"

“The mark of poverty on people is indelible~IndoMTL.com~ You will hate this very sweet dessert very much, because you had more opportunities to eat sweets when you were growing up, and you can eat them. Very few sweets are very sweet, and that experience shapes your taste."

"Here it comes again." Pan Cookie lowered his tone, looking at the grievance in Selena's eyes, you said: "Although you haven't said it a few times, you still have to say it the last time. , that trick will work for you, you will always pick up stray dogs on rainy days!"

Mo Aai and Selena both looked at Bruce in silence. Selena sat under the chair. I fumbled for my wrist, then raised my eyes and looked into Pan Cookie's eyes and said, "Try one? It might be more exciting than not poisonous, right?"

Mo Aiai listened very seriously, and I did not comment on this. I just reached out and took out a cookie that was not cold yet and put it out of my mouth, and then frowned at this moment.

"You just want to say that the company that produces GNE chocolate moai biscuits does not produce any food with a pretty amazing ingredient list, and judging from your test results on moai slag, our production department is very Every item under the ingredient list has been faithfully added, and there are some big surprises included.”

Mo Aiai discovered that Selena's eyes were bluer in dim light. You let out a small cry of joy, and then said: "Don't talk to you with that rich man's accent!" The newspaper said He is at fault, he is better at manipulating others than the devil, that mental sadist!"

"You are trying to stop him from eating junk food." Mo Aiai looked at the plate of cookies and said, "But a very small number of them are too timid in their ideas about the ingredients that cannot be left out of food. You may even Poison plus so few raw materials."