Chapter 1819: Summer in Fool Village (33)

Facing Selina's roar, Bruce was like a swaying coconut tree in the storm, and it was not over yet, Selina raised her voice angrily.

"Maggie thinks I should accept the money we earned from our labor in order to be 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 District are very expensive!"

"You think I buy 39-cent cookies because I want to save money or because of my childhood financial difficulties, but I will buy it purely because this brand of cookies is very sweet from the biscuits to the chocolate beans inside, and desserts should be sweet, not something that highlights the original taste of organic materials and makes it smell like the chef just fucked a goat!"

"I oppose you to extremely complicate the wedding process, not because I am ashamed to talk to people of a different class from me, or because I don't understand the etiquette of the upper class and worry about being exposed, it's just because I think wearing a set of The composite plastic bag chatted in the big sun for a few hours. It was really stupid to heat up to heat stroke! " What can I do for the reason? On it. Seeing things on the iron plate, Selina stunned, and the rules were placed on the rows of hot air, shining with oily glossy cookies. "I just want to say that all the foods produced by the company that produces GNE chocolate chip cookies have quite amazing ingredient lists, and from the test results of the cookie crumbs, their production department has faithfully added every item on the ingredient list, and also included some small surprises."

"Of course, if you only eat a few pieces occasionally, there will be no danger, but the content of harmful substances in the two large family packs you bought for 78 cents is probably hovering on the dangerous line of quantitative change leading to qualitative change."

"So I just urgently learned some baking techniques and improved their ingredient list, removing all harmful substances or replacing them with non-toxic and harmless substances, and replacing all ingredients with healthier ones, but I promise that the taste will definitely not change."

Selena just stared at the cookies on the table, and then looked up at Bruce's eyes, which were incredibly sincere, even hesitant and unconfident.

"Well, this is indeed my first time making this kind of thing, but I am sure that every material I added is refined to the level of chemical ratio, the stirring and mixing time is calculated in seconds, and the baking temperature and heat are absolutely accurate. It won't taste bad, right?"

Selena looked at the plate of cookies in shock, and then said in an absurd tone: "You take those expensive organic raw materials, use your most genius chemical ratio in the world, use your $120,000 oven, and copy a bag of poor cookies for 39 cents?!"

"This has nothing to do with the value of the raw materials and processing tools. I admit that the industrial assembly line Food has its own unique features. Without seeing the production process and specific formula, no one can guarantee that it can be perfectly replicated. "

"Even if you are Batman?"

"I am your boyfriend."

Selina and Bruce both looked at the plate of cookies in silence. Bruce sat on the chair. He felt his wrist, then looked up at Selina's eyes and said, "Try one? It can't be worse than poisonous, right?"

Selina carefully picked up a piece of cookie with two fingers. The shape and fragrance were exactly the same as the cookies she bought. It was so crisp that it seemed to fall apart at the touch.

Selina could see the traces of hand pressure on it. In front of her eyes appeared the scene after she left, when Bruce was alone in the kitchen, carefully pinching the cookie into a round shape with his fingers.

One of the characteristics of cheap cookies is that they never spend much time on the shape. The shape of the cookie is the shape of the spout. Selina has no doubt that if Bruce wants, he can make a cookie into a Jesus statue, but he still spent 120,000 times his energy to make it as round as possible.

Selina put the cookie into her mouth.

She didn't pretend to be polite and take a small bite, but directly opened her mouth and stuffed the whole cookie in. After the first chew, a curse word came out of her mouth.

Then she said with wide eyes: "You're right, Bruce, industrial assembly line food is fucking shit!"

Selina closed her eyes, leaned back with the base of her palm against her forehead, groaned slightly in pain, and said, "You can't do this, Bruce, you can't tell me that organic food is not all tasteless, and they may even be better than the egg tarts, giant fried chicken, sweet biscuits, and cheese waterfalls! That will make me feel guilty when I eat junk food in the future!"

"I'm not trying to stop you from eating junk food." Bruce looked at Selina and said, "But most of them are too bold in their ideas about the ingredients that food can have. I wouldn't even add so many ingredients to poison."

"I'm sorry that your digestive system and immunity have faced challenges for more than 20 years, but there is no doubt that it is strong and it protects you, so it deserves a better , really. "

Selena found that Bruce's eyes would be bluer in the dim light. She screamed in pain and said, "Don't talk to me in this rich tone! The newspaper is right. You are more manipulative than the devil, you mental sadist!"

"I thought I would get a higher evaluation for this plate of cookies."

"Here it comes again." Selena raised her voice and looked at the grievance in Bruce's eyes. She said, "Although I have said it many times, I still have to say it for the last time. This trick doesn't work for me. I will never pick up stray dogs on rainy days!"

Selena grabbed another cookie and stuffed it into her mouth, as if to block her mouth. She tried hard to chew the food in her mouth, but found that it was softer than she thought.

Butter cookies are a bit dry, but the ones made by Bruce immediately broke into tiny particles after being stuffed into the mouth. The moment they were sprinkled into the river of saliva, the wonderful smell of oil, flour and extreme sweetness rushed directly from the nose into the brain, giving a heavy punch to the dopamine secretion organ.

Selina covered her eyes with her hands, and she had no flaws to think about her current eating style. She knew that she must have dropped a lot of cookie crumbs again, but God, she was in love with the devil, so what if she broke her oath?

The battle just now consumed a lot of Selina's physical strength. The hunger in her stomach reminded her to replenish carbohydrates and sugars, so she stuffed food into her mouth like an excavator, one piece after another, until half of the plate of cookies was gone.

Just when Selina felt that she had consumed a lot of saliva and felt a little dry in her mouth, a cup of slightly warm milk was placed in front of her, and the aroma of milk and cookies rushed to her brain again. Selina gulped down the cup of milk.

Just as Bruce was about to speak, Selina stretched out a hand and said, "Listen to me first, Bruce, and then you can express your opinion, okay?"

"First of all, it is a common problem for you rich people not to believe that poor people can also find joy in suffering and have their own happiness at certain times, because you, or at least part of you, are happier because of imagining the suffering of the poor."

"Furthermore, you also firmly believe that when the poor become rich, they will be ashamed of their experience in poverty, and any remarks that mention this past will hurt their sensitive self-esteem."

"And the living habits brought from the slums can be forgiven, but you have to be erased and provided with something better. "

"So the news often says that a rich man expresses his love for his partner by not minding her poor origin and being able to tolerate his habits that are different from hers."

"In every Cinderella-type romantic love story, the prince's charm must come from being rich but not discriminating against the poor, and being willing to generously change some of their habits."

"But this kind of tolerance and humility seems ridiculous to me."

"The mark of poverty on people is indelible. I like sweet desserts very much because I had fewer opportunities to eat sweets when I was a child, and most of the sweets I could eat were very sweet. This experience shaped my taste."

"But I don't need anyone to tell me "It's okay", "It's excusable", "I don't mind", what are you forgiving?"

Selena spread her hands and said: "What's more disgusting than accusing a false mistake is to forgive it in advance, because it's like saying that you did make a mistake, and I not only didn't make a mistake, but I'm more tolerant than you. "

"But poverty is not my fault. It is just my origin and experience. It is a part of me, and no part of me needs to be forgiven by anyone."

"If you mind, then get out of here. If you must be with me, then you deserve it. When you are dissatisfied, just blame yourself for being blind. Don't bother me!"

Bruce listened very seriously. He did not comment on it. He just reached out and took out a cold cookie and put it in his mouth, and then frowned at that moment.

"This is too sweet... Sorry."

Bruce paused.

Selena put her elbows on the table and looked at him and said, "Look, I will never apologize for our different preferences for food, because I never assume that others understand me. Since others are not qualified to forgive me, I can take it for granted that I will not forgive others."

Bruce walked to the tap and took a large glass of water to wash away the terrible sweet taste. He said in annoyance: "I don't forgive you, I admire you, dear. I knew that 500g of sugar was wrong."

Selena laughed and stuffed a cookie into her mouth. She chewed and said: "You haven't even put sugar in the chocolate beans. I dare say this is the only flaw in this copy."

Bruce tried hard to recall the rich bitter taste of the two chocolate beans in that bite, and then said: "I'm sure this is the only advantage, and I'm very worried about you now. Is your sense of taste normal? This is the sweetest thing I have ever eaten in my life. "

"Okay, I know you like to eat tasteless organic food, but I am glad that I made the right decision before to repay you for the delicious food you provided me."

"Actually, you don't have to..."

"Oh, don't say that you do this because I deserve it, and this is your way of expressing love and it has nothing to do with me. You definitely want to hear this good news."

Bruce wiped his mouth while looking at her. The tight feeling in his throat due to sugar had not completely subsided, so he couldn't say more love words for a while.

Then Celine said with a smug look on her face.

"I clawed at the eyes of the woman named Talia in extreme anger. I have a lot of experience in doing this, so I am sure that if she doesn't deal with it, she will be blind in ten hours."

"It's already three o'clock in the morning, and she will have a hearing with the FBI at six o'clock tomorrow morning. If she is absent, this will be regarded as the biggest sex farce of the century. Not only will she not be able to continue to accuse you, but she will also be targeted by the angry FBI and reporters whose expectations have been disappointed."

Bruce turned his head and saw Selina flipped over the island counter and sat on the edge. She reached out and pulled Bruce over and kissed him. On the side of his neck, Bruce kissed her forehead back and asked: "But I still have to ask, what book did you go to my study to find?"

"Um... the origin of human history or something."

"Why read this kind of book?"

"Because I really want to know what kind of historical mystery the medieval white composite plastic bag you insisted on me wearing is..."

"So now we can talk about the problem that we didn't reach an agreement on?"

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

"Then the fishtail wedding dress, it suits you very well..."

"Not really... Oh, I say again that I don't pick up stray dogs! Bruce!"

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