The invincible innocence of bottle evil

Chapter 126

Although the black glasses couldn't open his eyes, his nose was still sharp. He smelled the sauce, so he went to the table first, and made a good job.

Xie Yuchen looked at the hopeless look in the black glasses, shook his head helplessly, and sat next to him.

Poker-Face gave the two of them a warning look, then turned back to the kitchen to help Wu Xie, Xie Yuchen saw Poker-Face turned and left, quickly squeezed a piece of bacon, and stuffed it into the mouth of the black glasses.

Hei Glasses was overjoyed, chewing silently, but his heart was filled with emotion, let the storm come more violently, it's better to live without taking care of himself, so that the two of them can have a skin-to-skin relationship together.

When Boyouping returned to the kitchen, Wu Xie had already cooked the little yellow chicken dumplings.Seeing Poker Ping walk in, he handed him the rice bowl and said, "Try it, do you like it?"

Poker Ping held a dumpling in the shape of a little yellow chicken, tasted one casually, and replied, "It's delicious if it's made by you."

"If you like it, I'll make more next time." Wu Xie said.

"For a while, let's cook a bowl of noodles." Poker Ping said suddenly.

Wu Xie was taken aback, thought for a while and smiled, "Brother, I eat dumplings in my [-]th and first year of junior high school, and lo mein in second year of junior high school."

Poker-face didn't understand the meaning of Wu Xie's words, and emphasized again: "Longevity noodles."

Wu Xie didn't know what Boyouping meant, so he turned to open the refrigerator and said, "Okay, then I'll look for it and see if there is any face."

"A bowl of dry noodles is enough, the rest is not important." Poker Ping said.

Wu Xie glanced around the refrigerator, and there were a lot of ingredients piled up inside. He casually took out a tomato, two eggs, and a prawn from it, and after thinking for a while, he took out a bowl of flour.

"Brother, come and watch the dumplings being boiled. When the water boils, smash the water. After boiling, cook for 2 minutes and the dumplings will be ready." Wu Xie said.

Pokerfing nodded, but with the strainer in Wu Xie's hand, Wu Xie took out the panel and small basin, and started kneading the dough, and the tomatoes were soaked in the sink.

Poker-face looked at Wu Xie's busy figure, turned around and pushed Wu Xie aside, and as a result, the dough in Wu Xie's hand began to knead.

He is very skillful in kneading dough, and quickly kneaded the dough into a long thin strip. Wu Xie washed the tomatoes, cut them into slices, and boiled them in a small pot. While cooking the dumplings, he waited for the water in the pot boiling.

Below, fly the eggs, put the seasoning, put the tomatoes in, and turn off the heat.Wu Xie's movements were done in one go, and finally found a small blue and white porcelain jar, poured the noodles and soup into it, lit with sesame oil, covered the lid, and brought the oil bottle to the table.

This is the first year that Poker-Face has been back. Several people are sitting around the dining table. The 2016 Spring Festival Gala is broadcast on the TV. The corners of the black glasses are still stained with food residue. Poker-Face pretends not to see it, but in his heart He made another big note to the black glasses.

The food on the table was very rich. In addition to Wu Xie's special dumplings, there were fish and meat, meat and vegetables, cold and hot, and the table was full.

Wu Xie placed the specially made longevity noodles in front of Poker Bottle, and the group began to eat.

Firecrackers and fireworks continue outside the window, and the friendship in the house is warm.Poker bottle opened the lid, and silently ate longevity noodles. It was the most common food, but he ate it with gusto.

Wu Xie looked at Poker Finger, picked up two chopsticks and dumplings from time to time, and watched them eat more often. Knowing that Wu Xie came back for the past two days, he had been buying all kinds of New Year's goods and doing hygiene non-stop. He was very tired, so he He put his arm around Wu Xie and let him lean on his shoulder.

Wu Xie didn't hold back, she leaned on the Poker bottle generously, and picked up vegetables for the Poker bottle from time to time.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, Fatty Wang occupied most of the sofa, sitting in front of the TV and watching the Spring Festival Gala, Xie Yuchen held up his mobile phone, not sure if he was playing Tetris, or sending a group of short messages for New Year's greetings, and his black glasses were neat Sitting on the other end of the sofa momentarily, listening to the Spring Festival Gala with eyes closed.

Wu Xie and Poker Fing were not interested in the Spring Festival Gala, and sat in the living room near the window.The two of them stared at the night sky. At midnight, the countdown bell combined with the sound of firecrackers outside made a noise.

Poker-Face suddenly said loudly: "Wu Xie, we will celebrate the New Year together from now on."

Wu Xie responded: "Well, every year I make you dumplings in the shape of a little yellow chicken and cook longevity noodles for you."

Poker-face looked at Wu Xie seriously, and said, "I just want to be with you every day, live together, and grow old together."

Wu Xie froze for a moment. This was the most romantic sentence he had ever heard in his 38 years of life. He replied without hesitation: "Okay, I promise you."

Poker-face looked at Wu Xie, gently pulled him into his arms, leaned on Wu Xie's shoulder, and said sullenly, "Don't just disappear without saying a word."

Wu Xie frowned slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction: "I learned from you."

Poker bottle tightened his arms slightly, and said, "It won't happen in the future."

Wu Xie felt the strength of Poker Fing's arm, and hugged him backhand, leaning against the window sill, and the two of them fell asleep unconsciously.

The fanfare is finally over, and the next part will be the main text, and I won’t write a fanfare for a long time. For those who want a little brother, those who call for sugar, all picky judges, Sasha has done his best. If you don’t like it, don’t spray it. This is the bottle evil in my heart. You have the right not to like my plot and writing style, and you have the right to be picky, but I have tried my best to write the bottle evil that can be shown in my heart.

(End of this chapter)