@melhoresreceitasfitnesss: One Pan Breakfast extremamente prático e satisfatório ✨ 1 porção: 1 Rap 10 (do tamanho da panela) 1 colher de chá de manteiga 4 fatias de tomate 2 ovos uma pitada de salsa Sal Pimenta preta queijo cheddar Derreta a manteiga na frigideira e frite as rodelas de tomate na frente e atrás. Polvilhe com salsa picada e 2 ovos batidos com um pouco de sal e pimenta. Em seguida, cubra o pão pita com uma tampa e cozinhe por 3 minutos. Vire de cabeça para baixo, adicione cheddar apenas na metade e dobre em forma de meia-lua sobre a outra parte vazia. Você pode fritar na frente e atrás e se deliciar ✨👌 💥Se você gostou siga a página. #receitafit #emagrecimento #dieta #receitas #Fitness

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Maria Luiza :
Achei lindo mas o que é pão pita e rap 10? Agradeço se responder
2025-08-30 14:16:00
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pov: jungwon used to be your fling—something undefined yet undeniably special. you laughed together, shared secrets, and built a connection that felt like it could be more. but when it came down to it, he never pursued you. he always pulled back, always reminded you that he wasn’t looking for commitment. you told yourself you were fine with it, even when your heart betrayed you by falling for him anyway. then, one day, he simply started ignoring you. no explanations, no closure. just silence. confused and hurt, you mirrored his coldness, though deep inside, the sting never went away. soon after, you would see him around campus, effortlessly flirting with other girls like nothing had ever happened between the two of you. that was when resentment began to replace the affection you once carried for him. one night, at a crowded bar celebrating your friend’s birthday, you spotted him again. jungwon, leaning casually against the counter, laughing with a girl. your chest tightened at the sight, but you quickly rolled your eyes and turned away, forcing down the bitterness with a glass of liquor.  the burn in your throat was sharp, but you welcomed it—it gave you something else to focus on. soon, your friends dragged you onto the dance floor, and you threw yourself into the music, moving like you had nothing to prove. like you didn’t care. like his presence in the room meant absolutely nothing. a guy appeared—tall, magnetic, one of the most popular guys at school. his smile made you relax, and when his hands settled lightly on your waist, you found yourself leaning closer. with alcohol warming your veins, you didn’t resist. you looped your arms around his neck, letting the music pull you both closer. his face inched toward yours, lips hovering just a breath away. but before the kiss could happen, someone yanked you away with startling force. your vision blurred slightly from the alcohol, but you didn’t need clarity to recognize him.  it was jungwon.  his grip on your wrist was tight, almost desperate, as he pulled you through the crowd and out into the cool night air of the parking lot. when he finally let go, his jaw was clenched, eyes burning with fury. 
“what the hell was that?” he demanded, his voice rough. you blinked at him, caught between anger and disbelief. “why do you care?” you snapped, still shaken by his sudden appearance. “because i do!” he burst out, voice rising in frustration. you scoffed, the bitterness returning to your tone. “oh, really? then maybe go back to the girl you were flirting with earlier.” his eyes flickered, pained, and for a moment he couldn’t meet your gaze. “i can’t.” you crossed your arms, trying to shield yourself with sarcasm. “fine. then at least let me go back inside.” you turned slightly, your words dripping with drunken defiance, but before you could step away, jungwon grabbed your arm again. this time, there were no words—only his lips crashing onto yours. you froze in shock, but the heat of his kiss made your resolve falter. you tried to resist, to push him away, but the urgency in his touch unraveled you. his lips moved against yours with a desperation you had never felt from him before, and against your better judgment, you found yourself kissing him back. the world blurred. the music from inside the bar became nothing but a faint hum, and the only thing that mattered was him—his hands, his lips, the fire that ignited between you. for a fleeting moment, the pain of his abandonment and the resentment you carried dissolved, replaced by the raw, undeniable connection that never really left. when you finally pulled away, breathless, he rested his forehead against yours, his voice low and trembling. 
“i was scared,” he admitted. (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #jungwon #JUNGWON #yangjungwon #YANGJUNGWON #fyp #FYP #dorotheawrites
pov: jungwon used to be your fling—something undefined yet undeniably special. you laughed together, shared secrets, and built a connection that felt like it could be more. but when it came down to it, he never pursued you. he always pulled back, always reminded you that he wasn’t looking for commitment. you told yourself you were fine with it, even when your heart betrayed you by falling for him anyway. then, one day, he simply started ignoring you. no explanations, no closure. just silence. confused and hurt, you mirrored his coldness, though deep inside, the sting never went away. soon after, you would see him around campus, effortlessly flirting with other girls like nothing had ever happened between the two of you. that was when resentment began to replace the affection you once carried for him. one night, at a crowded bar celebrating your friend’s birthday, you spotted him again. jungwon, leaning casually against the counter, laughing with a girl. your chest tightened at the sight, but you quickly rolled your eyes and turned away, forcing down the bitterness with a glass of liquor. the burn in your throat was sharp, but you welcomed it—it gave you something else to focus on. soon, your friends dragged you onto the dance floor, and you threw yourself into the music, moving like you had nothing to prove. like you didn’t care. like his presence in the room meant absolutely nothing. a guy appeared—tall, magnetic, one of the most popular guys at school. his smile made you relax, and when his hands settled lightly on your waist, you found yourself leaning closer. with alcohol warming your veins, you didn’t resist. you looped your arms around his neck, letting the music pull you both closer. his face inched toward yours, lips hovering just a breath away. but before the kiss could happen, someone yanked you away with startling force. your vision blurred slightly from the alcohol, but you didn’t need clarity to recognize him. it was jungwon. his grip on your wrist was tight, almost desperate, as he pulled you through the crowd and out into the cool night air of the parking lot. when he finally let go, his jaw was clenched, eyes burning with fury. 
“what the hell was that?” he demanded, his voice rough. you blinked at him, caught between anger and disbelief. “why do you care?” you snapped, still shaken by his sudden appearance. “because i do!” he burst out, voice rising in frustration. you scoffed, the bitterness returning to your tone. “oh, really? then maybe go back to the girl you were flirting with earlier.” his eyes flickered, pained, and for a moment he couldn’t meet your gaze. “i can’t.” you crossed your arms, trying to shield yourself with sarcasm. “fine. then at least let me go back inside.” you turned slightly, your words dripping with drunken defiance, but before you could step away, jungwon grabbed your arm again. this time, there were no words—only his lips crashing onto yours. you froze in shock, but the heat of his kiss made your resolve falter. you tried to resist, to push him away, but the urgency in his touch unraveled you. his lips moved against yours with a desperation you had never felt from him before, and against your better judgment, you found yourself kissing him back. the world blurred. the music from inside the bar became nothing but a faint hum, and the only thing that mattered was him—his hands, his lips, the fire that ignited between you. for a fleeting moment, the pain of his abandonment and the resentment you carried dissolved, replaced by the raw, undeniable connection that never really left. when you finally pulled away, breathless, he rested his forehead against yours, his voice low and trembling. 
“i was scared,” he admitted. (comsec++) #enhypen #enhypenpov #jungwon #JUNGWON #yangjungwon #YANGJUNGWON #fyp #FYP #dorotheawrites

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