Luke picked up his phone, took a picture of this simple and ordinary breakfast, and sent it to Selena, then picked up the chopsticks and ate deliciously.

Selena replied almost instantly: "What are you doing here?" It looks delicious. ”

Luke sipped the noodles and sent her a message with one hand: "Noodles, back to the pot meat." ”

Selena replied again: "???!!! ”

Luke took another picture, and the noodles were clearly visible in the "simple noodles" that had been moved with chopsticks.

Selena, who was thousands of miles away, swallowed her saliva and muttered, "Impossible, how can noodles be made like this?" It looks like you want to eat it. ”

She didn't have much interest in returning to the pot meat, but this bowl of noodles really drooled just looking at it.

The gold nugget who was chasing dramas next to the bed moved his ears, and immediately got up and brought the dog's head next to her, glanced at the pictures on her mobile phone twice, and began to secrete saliva crazily: "Huh? ”

Selena was annoyed: "Luke, this bastard, tricked us all back, so he hid in New York alone to make food." ”

"Whew!" The nugget nodded frantically.

It had already seen the prawns, the king crab, and the red sauce, and this noodle was definitely its dish.

Selena gritted her teeth and began to message Luke: "When I go back, you will make me three meals...... No, five noodles. ”

Luke spat out the shrimp shell, which sliced a few meters away and fell into the trash can.

He is the only one in the family, and he can finally play this childish game of spitting out his shell.

In response to Selena's request, he just sent a message back: "No problem, you can eat until you vomit." ”

Gold Nuggets: "Bang Bang! ”

Selena relayed the words of a certain dog head: "The nuggets demand equal treatment. ”

Luke decisively refused: "It's three meals at most." ”

Nuggets: "Huh? "It's numeracy-wise.

Selena: "It asks why it's only three meals." ”

Luke: "Because, if it doesn't vomit, I can't make noodles for it for the rest of my life." ”

Selena thought of eating noodles all her life, and immediately stood firmly on Luke's side, turned her head to the dog head next to her and said, "Well, I also think that you can eat three meals enough." ”

Nuggets: "Huh? ”

Selena: "No way! I don't want to eat noodles for the rest of my life. ”

The nugget returned to the kennel next to the bed and continued to follow the show.

Forget it, don't think too much, it's better to chase the drama, there is everything in the play! It comforts itself so much.

In the TV series, a wild boar is being roasted to the point of oil, and it wants to drool again.

It decided to let Selena take her own roasted wild boar in the next two days, anyway, the wild boars around the ranch are infested, and no one should pay attention to it if it eats one hundred and eighty heads.

A certain dog head forgot one thing, Selena can't cook, and she can't do advanced skills like roast pigs at all.

The two chatted for more than ten minutes before hanging up.

Today is Christmas Eve on the 24th, and everyone has something to do in the afternoon, so we can't talk anymore.

After breakfast, Luke drove out the door and made a beeline for the airport.

When I arrived at the airport, it was already a little past eleven.

Looking at the flight schedule, he couldn't help but pout.

Robert and Catherine's flight was delayed.

This is to be expected, and it is not uncommon for flights to be delayed on Christmas Day, after all, the weather in winter has a big impact on flights.

However, Claire, the little leather monkey, came by plane from Los Angeles alone, and she was on an early flight and was landing, and Luke came just in time.

Twenty minutes later, Crowle's figure appeared not far away.

Hearing Luke's greeting, she turned her head to look at it, and immediately ran over with a smile and waved: "Luke, Luke, here and here." ”

Running two meters away, she jumped over, and Luke reluctantly caught her, walked over to the large suitcase she had thrown down, and lifted her on his back.

This guy has liked to play with him like this since he was a child, and he was labeled a "little monkey" by Luke.

According to the average flight delay, Robert, Catherine, and Joseph will arrive at least an hour.

Luke carried Claire on his back to the Virgin Atlantic Club in Terminal 4 and finally drove her down.

Brought Claire cookies and ice cream, and took a large glass of ice cream herself, and the two started chatting.

Claire has lived a fulfilling few months, far more fulfilling than she had ever expected.

Unlike most freshmen, who are busy enjoying a free life, she has more new things to face, but she is also busier.

She's not busy, though.

Sheila and her assistant Mina are her best teachers, providing Claire with the most detailed and extremely high-end practical guidance for a newcomer to the entertainment industry.

All kinds of bright and dark rules, or unclear rules, they all told Claire in less intense words.

This is completely for Luke's face, otherwise they would not have been so dedicated to a newcomer after many years in the entertainment industry.

Claire, who has blossomed in both her academic and career, spends most of her energy on her fledgling career, but her studies are even better than middle school.

Everything that changed started with the California earthquake.

Since then, there has been a 180-degree turn in her three views.

The planning for the future has also changed dramatically.

The most intuitive change brought to her by the "old man" who appeared mysteriously and only heard his voice and could not see anyone was...... The body is stronger.

This is indeed not pure health, but beyond imagination of strength.

Claire has loved sports since she was a child, and is a semi-professional enthusiast who has dabbled in a variety of extreme sports, and she has a good understanding of the limits of the human body.

So soon after the earthquake, she discovered something extraordinary about her body.

Her strength, endurance, agility, and reflexes are constantly improving, and the effect is obvious, and what is even more outrageous is that she can sleep up to six hours a day to keep her energy up to the whole day.

Even though she was back and forth between her studies and career, she didn't feel too tired.

Compared with those elites who started to accelerate the sprint as soon as they entered college, her study efficiency was not lower than theirs, but she did not have dark circles.

What's even more bizarre is that she has to eat three or five times as much food as she did in middle school every day to maintain her weight.

You must know that she loves sports, she doesn't have any fat, and she also has a vest line.

As soon as her weight drops, the first thing she suffers is her not strong bust, then her dolphin circumference, and even the soft lines that all women should have.

She's not an avid bodybuilder, and she doesn't want to be a muscular King Kong Barbie.

The "mysterious old man" also told her to eat as much as possible, and to eat nutritionally balanced and full of calories.

Over the past few months, Claire has felt as if she's about to turn into a different species.

One weekend in particular, she went to save her friend Blake and flipped seven or eight drunken young men in the disco, including two of the boxing team, in one fell swoop, and she didn't even use half of her strength.

If it weren't for the timely reminder of the "mysterious old grandfather", those young people might all be seriously injured and hospitalized.