我的“吃货”表弟
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我的表弟全身都是肉，胖嘟嘟地，简直就是一个小肉球，他的鼻子高挺挺的，嗅觉很灵敏，他的眼睛虽然小小的，但只要发现了食物就立刻变成了两个小太阳，他的嘴巴似乎停不下来，时不时还发出咀嚼的声音。
有一次，吃中午饭时，妈妈端上来了一盘炸鸡翅，香味在空气中弥漫开来，瞬间钻进了我表弟的鼻子里。他的两只绿豆般大小的眼睛一下子睁得像两个圆圆的鸡蛋那么大，他顺着发出香味的地方望去，终于，她发现了那盘炸鸡翅。
他的眼睛闪闪发光，紧紧地盯着那盘炸鸡翅，就像一只饿狼死死地守护着自己的猎物，随时准备扑过去。那盘鸡翅在她眼前慢慢放大，离他越来越近，越来越近，他的眼睛直勾勾地盯那盘鸡翅，舌头不停地添着他的嘴唇，口水就像洪水一样，拼命地往表弟的嘴巴外面涌，最后还是“哗啦”地流了出来，真是“飞流直下三千尺，疑似银河落九天”啊！他的鼻翼不停地耸动着，就像一只正在执行任务的警犬。当那盘鸡翅已经在他的嘴前时，他咽了咽唾沫，嘴角微微扬起，张大了嘴巴，一口咬了下去，同时他还闭上了眼睛，品尝着鸡翅的美味，心想：啊哈哈哈，真好吃呀！但他并没有感觉到嘴里有肉。一想，觉得不对劲，他才猛得一睁开眼睛，刚刚还在他眼前的那盘鸡翅早已消失得无影无踪了。这时他才如梦初醒般回过神来，原来刚才发生得一切都是幻觉，真正的那盘炸鸡翅还在餐桌上呢！
表弟眼前一亮，就像军人听到了冲锋的号角；就像运动员听到了比赛开始的口令；就像列车长得到了开车的指令，以迅雷不及掩耳之势冲到餐桌前，把那盘炸鸡翅推到自己面前，索性连筷子都不用，直接用手抓起一个就吃！只见他左手拿起一个，右手也抓起一块，左边吃一口，右边咬一块，直到把嘴塞的慢慢地，腮帮子鼓鼓的，这时他的脸便变成一个肉包子了！他吃的时候还会发出“吧唧吧唧”的声音，听起来吃的还挺认真的，我的表弟立刻变成了食物的奴隶，我相信如果有人跟他抢，他肯定死也不给。他吃得津津有味，满嘴都是油。不一会儿，那两块鸡翅就吃完了。他注视着那盘炸鸡翅，心中好像有一个小天使和小恶魔在战斗。他既怕自己因为吃太多而长胖又觉得太好吃了。香味就像一个调皮的小精灵，偏偏就在这时又钻进了他的鼻子里，他终于忍不住了，他咽了咽口水，自言自语道：“就….就再吃一个吧，也不会长多少的…”说着便又拿起一块鸡翅吃起来，刚一会儿，他手上的鸡翅又吃完了。“就….就最后一块。吃完就不吃了….”他舔着拿鸡翅的手，喃喃自语着……
不一会儿，一大盘鸡翅就被他干掉了。“呃~”他打了个饱嗝，擦了擦嘴上的油，心满意足地靠在椅子上。看到了吧，这就是我的“吃货”表弟！
My “eat goods” cousin
My cousin is full of meat, fat toot, just a small meat ball. His nose is high, his nose is very sensitive, his eyes are small, but as long as he finds food, he immediately becomes two small sun, his mouth seems to stop, and every now and again the sound of chewing.
Once, at lunch, my mother brought up a dish of fried chicken wings. The fragrance spread through the air and instantly got into my cousin’s nose. His two green - bean eyes opened as big as two round eggs. He looked down the scent. Finally, she found the fried chicken wings.
His eyes sparkled and he stared at the plate of fried chicken wings like a hungry wolf guarding its prey to death, ready to pounce. The chicken wings gradually enlarged in front of her, closer and closer to him, his eyes stared at the wings of the chicken, his tongue kept his lips, and the water was like a flood, pouring into his cousin’s mouth, and finally “clatter”, “three thousand feet down, doubtful.” Like the Milky Way nine days “ah! His nasal wing kept stirring, like a police dog on duty. When the chicken wings were already in front of his mouth, he swallowed the saliva, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, his mouth opened up, and his mouth was bitten. At the same time, he closed his eyes and tasted the delicacies of the chicken wings, thinking, ahaha ha, good to eat! But he didn’t feel the meat in his mouth. Think, feel wrong, he just suddenly opened his eyes, just before his eyes that plate of chicken wings have disappeared without a trace. Then he came to himself as if he had just woken up. All that had just happened was an illusion. The real dish of fried chicken wings was still on the table.
As the soldier heard the horn of the charge, it was like the athlete heard the command of the start of the game; as the train leader got the instruction of the car, he rushed to the table by the thunderbolt, and pushed the fried chicken wings to his face. He saw his left hand to pick up one, the right hand also grabbed a piece, on the left to eat a bite, to the right bit, until the mouth plug slowly, the cheek drum drum, then his face becomes a meat bag! When he was eating, he also made a “squat” sound, which sounds very serious. My cousin immediately became a slave to the food. I believe that if someone robbed him, he must be dead. He eats with relish and his mouth is full of oil. In a few moments, the two chicken wings were finished. He watched the fried chicken wings, and there seemed to be a little angel and a little devil fighting in his heart. He was afraid that he was fat because he ate too much and he thought it was too delicious. The fragrance was like a naughty elf, and then he got into his nose at this time. He could not bear it at last. He swallowed his mouth water and said to himself, “just eat one more, not much longer…” and then he picked up a chicken wing and ate again. In a moment, the wings of his hands were finished again. “Just… The last one. No more after eating. “He licked his chicken wings and muttered to himself.
In a moment, a large plate of chicken wings was killed by him. “Er ~” he burped, rubbed the oil on his lips, and contented himself on the chair.
See, this is my “eat goods” cousin!
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