Genshin Impact: We have to find a way to abduct people.

"Well... I feel like I'm hungry enough to eat Nian Nian, and he doesn't even want to play with me." Paimon sniffed and swallowed while looking at the meat sauce in the pot. Fortunately, the kitchen at home was The space is large enough, otherwise the sauce and noodles would not be boiled, and she would have to wait for a long time: "The water is boiling! Wutong, the water is boiling!"

"Okay, okay, be careful with the steam, and stay away so you don't get burned. If you get burned, it will be very painful. Hmm... I hope there will be enough noodles tonight. I made them according to the amount of barbecue burrito I had before. Ah..." Wutong used a large rolling pin to roll the dough into large pieces, cut strips with a knife in his right hand, and pushed with his left hand to let the cut noodles stick to some dry noodles, because this way they would not stick together. Finally, gather it into a handful and use both hands to pick it up and stretch it.

The proficiency and enjoyment made Sora couldn't help but stop what he was doing.

Kong has always found Wutong's appearance of doing something seriously very heart-warming, her slightly pursed lips, her concentrated gaze, her rolled up cuffs, her long hair tied up, her straight back... from head to toe. It exudes the sparkling feeling of a treasure that is hidden in daily life and would not be easily revealed unless it is a close relationship.

Slender fingers neatly cut off the joints between the two ends of several noodles, and immediately and confidently put them into the already boiling pot.

Wutong noticed the gazes of the two people and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and raise his chin in the air, signaling the other person to look back and not to let go of the work he was doing.

She actually likes to cook.

It's not like Xiang Ling Yanxiao's love as a chef. She is just simple and wants to be closer to the people who matter to her. The process of cooking is smoky, lively, and down-to-earth. You can see it when you are accompanied by someone and under the light.

It's a pity that she only likes to cook and not wash dishes. But she still liked to spend time with Kong after dinner, waiting for him to finish washing the dishes.

Paimon was already sitting at the dinner table with his own special bowls and chopsticks, blinking his eyes.

Long before Wutong processed the noodles, the sauce had been simmering in the pot for a while. It didn't matter whether he stirred it or not for half a day. Anyway, the sauce has been simmered for a long time, just enough to force out the oil in the soybean sauce. What's more, now the sauce has developed a fragrance and its color has turned into a shiny yellowish color.

The diced meat is soaked in soy sauce, the skin is red and bright, and the fragrance is overflowing. You can eat two bowls of noodles just by looking at it.

"What are you thinking about?" Wutong walked over and looked at the finished product. Since he had flour on his hand, he raised his arm and touched Kong to remind him to turn off the fire. Take the sauce out of the pan.

Sora: "I wonder if this would be delicious if dipped in bread."

"Stop it, that's sweet bread..."

The noodles were cooked, and Paimon ate the first bowl as soon as he wished. In addition to the hot and fragrant fried sauce, there are also side dishes that have been prepared. After mixing well, the noodles are served like a tornado hitting the parking lot.

It's all worth the wait!

Wutong is a treasure!

Ramen, which can be called a performance art, was something I couldn't do after looking at it for a long time. So he could only let Wutong eat two bites of a small bowl that he had mixed when the noodles were just coming out of the pot. He can still tell whether something looks familiar or not, but at worst he can go back to the basics, pick one up and take a bite.

Although, Zhajiang Noodles pays attention to eating hot noodles just out of the pan on cold days, and eating cold noodles on hot days. But people are alive and must learn to be flexible. The sauce is fresh from the pot, and there is no problem if the cooked noodles are soaked in cold water.

After all, in the first bowl, the noodles were hot and the sauce was hot. Paimon ate it until the tip of his nose started to sweat, and Siha exhaled.

Mainly, he just wanted Wutong to cook all the noodles at once and then eat together at the table. In his own words, this sauce is delicious mixed with any staple food, so there is no need to worry about whether the noodles are hot or cold.

Unsurprisingly, I was full.

And it is true that you will feel sleepy after eating carbohydrates. Paimon said at first that he was tired and could fight again after taking a rest. But when I rested, my eyes almost closed.

Slumped on the chair, he hesitated for a long time between washing up and going to bed or showing off another bowl, and it was a battle between heaven and man. Finally, I chose to wash up and go to bed. After all, the sauce is there. If you want to eat it, you can continue to eat it tomorrow, but if you feel uncomfortable eating it tonight, sleeping will be a big problem.

As usual, Wutong sat not far away and waited for Kong to finish washing the dishes. After staring at it for a moment, he suddenly said: "I've been curious before, Sora, will you gain weight?"

"Huh? Of course. Why do you ask that?"

"Because you obviously eat a lot, but there is no change at all after the meal." Especially your stomach. No fat at all. But it seems that if you don’t have the confidence to maintain your figure, you won’t show it.

Wutong completed reasonable self-persuasion in his heart.

Kong put the bowl on the draining rack and waved his hand: "It's just not obvious. And boys eat more than girls. I'm taller than you."

"...It's higher than expected." Wutong looked at Sora walking over and muttered in a low voice. The opponent is indeed taller than the model shown in the game. Sure enough, the modeling data is single and the people are alive.

"what?"

"Will you still grow taller?"

Kong paused and said, "It wasn't a question just now. Although the number of words is about the same and the falling sound is the word 'gao', the tone is obviously different."

"...It seems that it won't happen anymore. Should your reasoning and intuition be used here? It doesn't matter. I have also passed the growth period and it is just fine now."

"Are you okay? I read in novels that a lot of girls like girls with different body shapes, a bigger guy with a smaller one." After Kong looked around and found nothing he forgot, he took Wutong's hand and went upstairs to wash up and go to bed.

Wutong followed behind, looked down at the floor, and waved his hand: "You said it was a novel. And...there is also a difference in body shape. It's just not exaggerated. It's mainly comfortable to hold. I don't think so. ?"

"Really?" At the door of the bedroom, Kong held the person in his arms and rested his chin on the other person's shoulder and neck. Then he exhaled gently, and intuitively saw that a piece of skin at the base of his ear was dyed red, and smiled: "Maybe."

I thought this topic was over.

However, about an hour later, Wutong came out of the shower and stood in front of the closet picking out clothes. One second he was holding two items against his body, and the next second he was hit and fell onto the bed.