Big Monster

As we all know, it is difficult to be Nagini's friend, but want to be Nagini's girlfriend?That is even more difficult!

Even for Sam, it took more than ten years to melt the hard ice of Nagini.

Change to another girl?

Who is willing to use the best ten years of life to melt a piece of solid ice that does not know when it will melt?

Therefore, these problems that the old woman is worried about cannot happen at all.

But the problem is that Nagini explained, but the old woman didn't listen. The angry Nagini would clean her up every time, but when the old woman woke up, she would start thinking wildly again.

The tired body is still on the sofa, and the feet that have lost the high-heeled shoes feel unprecedented freedom and happiness at this moment, but the scent of oil in the air makes her bright eyes flash a touch of surprise : "Honey, I'm hungry."

In the kitchen, Nagini is busy.

When he came back, he passed by a supermarket. After buying some fruits and vegetables, he also took a bag of chicken legs.

Mix starch and flour, pour some water and white wine.

The purpose of adding white wine is because alcohol has a high boiling point, which will make the skin transparent during the frying process, thereby achieving a more crispy effect.

After washing the blood, the chicken legs were marinated for 10 minutes in advance. The marinade is very simple, just a little sea salt is enough.

In front of Nagini is a pan of oil. In fact, the most common oil for fried chicken is palm oil. Most fast food restaurants, such as the Golden Arches, use palm oil.

But Nagini likes to use peanut oil because it tastes good.

The old woman was definitely a dog in her previous life, and Nagini could smell the food even though the kitchen door was closed.

Wearing a pink apron, Nagini, who was cooking, heard a "click" sound outside, turned his head helplessly, and saw the old woman holding a camera phone with a smirk on her face.

Nagini shook his head with a helpless and doting look on his face: "Deleted."

The old woman pouted, with a proud and stubborn look on her face: "I don't, it's obviously very cute!"

He casually picked up a clove of garlic, and with a precise backhand, it was still on the old woman's head. Along with the garlic clove, it bounced up and landed in the bowl beside it.

The old woman stuck out her tongue, she ran to Nagini, and said seductively: "Honey, as long as you promise to let me keep a picture, you can wear your favorite outfit tonight, what do you think?"

A pink memory subconsciously appeared in my mind, but after a while, I vaguely felt an arthropod exuding an indescribable aura, staring at me at this moment?

In an instant, everything became so dull.

He rolled his eyes: "Want to eat farts? And this apron was originally yours!"

The old woman was taken aback, then glared at Nagini angrily: "Hmph, Nagini, let me tell you, I will delete it now!!!"

Say the most embarrassing thing in the toughest tone?

Nagini rolled his eyes: "Wait."

The old woman was taken aback, but instead of stopping, she ran even faster.

However, Nagini grabbed Destiny by the nape of her neck, and snatched back the big chicken leg that was secretly taken from the opponent's hand.

Most Americans are indifferent to chicken legs, preferring chicken breasts to chicken legs.After all, the meat is thick, the quantity is large, and the bones are few.

But Nagini's fried chicken legs are a special case. The skin is fried until crispy, with a golden luster. When two chicken legs are knocked together, there will be a "click, click" sound.

The most exaggerated thing is that Nagini's fire control is excellent, and he can ensure that most of the juice inside the chicken is retained even though the skin is crispy.

Bite lightly, the skin is crispy, the half-melted fat of the chicken skin mixed with juice splashes out in the mouth, and then the teeth tear out a piece of crystal pink and white tender chicken.

The only pity is that Nagini is rarely made, mainly because the heat is flammable and explosive.

Being robbed of her beloved chicken leg by Nagini, Sam's eyes were full of grievances, she looked at herself pitifully like a wounded puppy.

Nagini looked helpless, he wanted to refuse cruelly, but finally softened his heart.

Tear off the crispy batter on the surface, and remove all the chicken skin by the way: "You are a little fat recently, eat less fried food."

The old woman froze, and then glared at Nagini angrily: "I want you to be widowed, Yu Nu has no melons!"

Nagini rolled his eyes, shaking the pink and white, juicy drumstick: "Are you sure?"

Sam opened her mouth. In the face of food and dignity, she finally chose:

"It's so fragrant!"

Shaking her head helplessly, she was obviously an old woman, but she let herself take care of her?

Is this what it feels like to be nurtured?

Nagini, who was tired, put the last two chicken legs into the oil pan. Looking at the rapidly maturing chicken legs in the oil pan, Nagini thought for a while, and then said to Sam:

"After eating the chicken legs, call Wilson for me and tell him to let Richard come to the house for dinner."

The old woman froze for a moment, with a flash of hesitation in her eyes:

"At this time, Richard should have finished eating, right?"

Nagini shook his head: "It's okay, you tell him that I fried it specially for him, you know, their husband and wife also need to live a normal life."

Sam was stunned for a moment, blushing a little more on his face: "Pervert!"

(Please brain patch Ms. Gong Lihui's shameful face when she shouted perverted at the concert!)

An hour later, Richard, who was full of greasy food, patted his round belly with satisfaction.In Nagini's disgusted eyes, he left a greasy lip mark on his face.

Nagini rubbed Richard's head with a smile, and handed over a cup of high-calorie milk tea with concern:

"The fried chicken outside is not healthy. If you like to eat it, tell the godfather, and the godfather will make it for you. Take the remaining chicken legs home and eat them yourself when you leave."

Richard, whose face was full of joy, said happily:

"Godfather Nagini, you are the best!"

Sam, who was eating an apple, looked at the loving father and son in front of her. For some reason, she always felt that something was wrong. Could it be my illusion?

A few years later, Richard, who had become a dead fat paper, recalled the kind smile of Godfather Nagini that night, and his eyes couldn't help getting wet...

Don't you think your nutrition package is not delicious?

Do you want to go too far?

Godfather Nagini, are you a devil? !

Chapter 235 Uncle, Let's Not Date!