Wang Lang felt like he exploded on the spot at that time. He endured his sleepiness. Wang Lang replied, "Does Mr. Lin be popular for three minutes, right?"

"No." Lin Yaqi replied immediately.

"Okay, I'll get one for you when I'm done." Wang Lang promised.

Lin Yaqi grinned.

Wang Lang had a fight with his eyelids, and after a while, he replied, "Dr. Lin, how about I'll take a nap for a while, and then chat when I wake up?"

"good afternoon."

"good afternoon."

Wang Lang turned around and fell asleep.

After a while, Wang Lang woke up from hunger after sleeping. When he thought that there was still a bowl in the house that he couldn't wash, he must have been hungry now. It was raining heavily outside, so he ordered takeaway. I was embarrassed to have such a heavy rain.

Wang Lang had no choice but to go downstairs to steam the rice, and then found the ribs in the refrigerator. He prepared to stew the ribs with one hand.

After the preparations were completed, Wang Lang suddenly found that Jiang Wei was not there.

He turned around and looked at the room and found that the bed was messy, but the person was not there, nor was in the bathroom. Wang Lang turned his head inadvertently and found a crack in the main door. He walked over and opened the door and found Jiang Wei sitting at the door, looking motionlessly at the rainy outside. He was still holding a guitar in his arms.

"What's this happening to Miss Jiang?" Wang Lang said leaning against the door.

Jiang Wei lowered her head and gently plucked the strings, "The plane flew across the sky, the city of the sky, at dusk under the rain, at this moment, I was in the night of a foreign land, feeling you, light and dark, I want to go back to the past, silent and joy, the city of the sky is crying, you are getting brighter and brighter, love is just the fart of life, torture me and torture you, Hong Kong Island sister, the Spanish pie you dedicated to me, sweetly melted me, the city of the sky is crying, Hong Kong Island sister, the sweet love we once had, crazily tore me, the city of the sky is crying..."

The voice was low and hoarse, like a painful person struggling between seeing through and sinking, murmuring softly, and with the heavy rain outside, the sadness exploded in the crackling sound of raindrops.

Jiang Wei suddenly stopped and stared at the air blankly. After a long time, she gently swept the chords with her fingers and sang the last part.

"Someone passed by there and came back to tell me that the city of the sky was crying, you couldn't breathe. At this moment, I am in the night in a foreign land, missing you, getting farther and farther away~"

As he was about to sweep the strings, Jiang Wei continued to look at the heavy rain outside. The singing had passed, but the pain that was too late to tear the soul into the skin was already filled with the air, just like endless rain in the sky.

Wang Lang turned around and ran back to the kitchen. The water had already started. He put the meat in the pot, put some big ingredients, turned around and went to the refrigerator, and took the vegetables.

Open the dining cabinet, there is only one bowl left, two plates and a basin, and enough chopsticks.

After mixing two cold dishes, pouring the water in the pot, putting enough large ingredients again this time, I found the ingredients packages made by Xiao Cui cooked meat and threw them into the pot.

After all the work, the rice is cooked.

Wang Lang moved a stool and sat in the kitchen to look at his phone. After Wang Lang fell asleep, Lin Yaqi shared two songs that Wang Lang recommended to her on WeChat Moments.

When the meat was cooked, Wang Lang turned around and turned on the TV and turned to the news channel.

After talking about domestic affairs for a while, I started talking about international affairs.

The Nabia presidential election has come to an end, and Kolim is elected president with an absolute advantage of 7 to 3.

When giving a speech, Kelim touched his chest with one hand, "First of all, thanks to all those who support me, your recognition and support have brought me to this point, and thanks to those who do not support me, and also allows me to see my many shortcomings. Thank the Lord, and even more so, my friends, friends who are as close as brothers."

Then there are various policies to lead the people to develop.

Wang Lang didn't do much, just to build a factory there to solve the work problems of many people, telling everyone that this is what Kelim means.

At first, no one saw the factory and did not participate. The people sent by Wang Lang directly paid their salary first, but they had to register and sign the contract with real names, so more and more people believed it.

Things that can be done with money must be done with money. Things that can’t be done with words but can be solved with force must be done with force.

The person who was running for Kelim had been sent to speak out by Wang Lang. The mercenary's gun was hit on his forehead, and he didn't have the courage to continue fighting.

Small countries are no more than those big countries. As long as they have a hard fist, they are determined to think that a small country is cannon fodder. Wang Lang has the ability to influence many things, but Wang Lang is not very happy to touch these things. The reason for taking action this time is because of Kelim's campaign, otherwise no one will have a relationship with Wang Langmao.

He lifted the lid of the pot and smelled it. It smelled almost the same. Wang Lang picked up a piece and tasted it. The meat was delicious and delicious.

When I put the things on the dining table, my phone rang, and it was Lei Huaer's call.

"Brother, you see that Lim is the president, right?" Lei Huaer was so excited that she was like a fool.

"Know."

"Brother, have you taken action?"

Wang Lang smiled and said nothing.

"If you have time to call Kelim, ask him to revise the law, and then let him engage in education. It is best to establish diplomatic relations with our country in a while, and it is best to be a little brother for us. It is okay to follow us." Wang Lang said.

"Well, brother, I'll go out to do something first, and I'll say it all."

"Um."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Lang served the meal, stretched his neck and shouted at Jiang Wei, who was still sitting at the door, "Miss Jiang, come in first and have a bite, and be sad when you are full."

Jiang Wei shaved Wang Lang hard and entered the house with a guitar.

Jiang Wei was stunned when she saw the ribs on the table, "Did you peek at my Weibo? How did you know that I like to eat stewed ribs?"

"You can pour the chicken. I threw it away when you broke the fried pan. There is only one stew pot left at home. What else can I do if I don't stew the ribs?" Wang Lang said angrily.

Jiang Wei picked up a piece and ate it. Her eyes were rounded. She pointed to the pot and said, "It's delicious, brick-moving, you cook so delicious."

Wang Lang held the pot and replied, "I want to continue cooking for you, right? You should give up as soon as possible."

"Bitch! Why don't you eat with a bowl? Wouldn't you betray the pot?"

Wang Lang turned around and opened the dining cabinet. Jiang Wei saw that it was empty and then lowered her head to eat meat, "I'll go buy a bowl when the rain stops."

After a while, Jiang Wei looked up, "Bitch, I was so sad just now, why didn't you comfort me?"

"If you want me to see, you are so full that you are full. You sing love is just a fart of life. You still have to feel that this fart is fragrant. Smell back and forth, smell back and forth, why don't you think, how many people in this world can't eat enough, and still love? You have enough. Since one thing is lost, just throw it away. Look at what you have. Just hold what you have and don't let it go. Oh my god, I'm so sad all day long, I'm losing love. To put it nicely, you are a sensitive person, to put it bluntly, you're doing this. The cells in your body are busy dying for metabolism every day. You are here sad for your past. Are you worthy of your cells? Are you worthy of my two bowls? Are you worthy of my two ribs? "

The successive parallel sentences made Jiang Wei a little confused.

"Is there anyone who comforts people like you?" Jiang Wei lowered her head.

"This is called reprimand therapy." Wang Lang said casually as he sucked the rice.

"Is there any scientific basis?" Jiang Wei was stunned when she heard this.

"No, I made it up." Wang Lang said casually.

"Bitch!"

After dinner, Wang Lang sent Jiang Wei away and promised to buy enough bowls for Jiang Wei to practice another day, but it was not possible today.

Jiang Wei was sitting on the sofa watching TV, Wang Lang walked over and sat next to him.

Jiang Wei was watching a palace drama, and Wang Lang fell asleep as he watched.

When I woke up here, I found Jiang Wei sitting next to me, holding Wang Lang's cell phone in my hand.

"Why are you using my phone?" Wang Lang reached out to get it.

Jiang Wei retreated.

"How come Yaqi's videos are there in your phone?"
Chapter completed!