Lan Jia's Han Xiyou

Lan Jia took the card that Han Xiyou gave him and went straight to the vegetable section. Except for the ones that Han Xiyou didn't like, he took almost all of them, and then there were meat and eggs. He also took a lot of seasonings at home. I also threw it away, and it looked like it had been left for a long time, and it was all agglomerated.

He piled up the three-pick-two-choice shopping cart, and when it was time to check out, the people next to him all had shocked expressions on their faces. Lan Jia took the things out of the shopping cart in piles, and waited. Take it with you in your bag.

The cashier took the card and immediately looked at him with the eyes of an alien. You go to a supermarket these days and carry a huge sum of money?

A total of five large bags were packed in a mess. Lan Jia exhausted all her strength to pick up the things from the ground with a sad face, and then rushed home with all her strength.Fortunately, the supermarket is not far from home, only two crossroads away, and he can stop to take a breath every time he encounters a red light.

When she got back to the door, Lan Jia was almost exhausted. She squatted on the ground and stretched out her arms to press the door, then began to rub her black and purple fingers.

Han Xiyou opened the door and looked down at the man squatting on the ground. Seeing his white hands being strangled like this, he suddenly became angry, "Are you a pig? You can't control yourself even if you have a big fart. You can buy all these things." Is it? Why don't you just move the supermarket back and take what you can do, it's simply mentally handicapped."

Angrily, Han Xiyou picked up the five big bags on the ground and kicked open the door towards the kitchen. The moment Lan Jia picked up the bags, he saw his body tilted.

Putting the things down, Han Xiyou rubbed his waist, and couldn't help cursing, my waist!This is too heavy!

Lan Jia rubbed his hands and smirked. Although he was scolded, he was still very happy. A person who is obviously very good speaks so viciously.

Awkward ghost!

"How long are you going to squat? If you're not disabled, hurry up and cook. You're starving to death." Han Xiyou threw everything on the cooking table, and waited for a long time for no one to come in.

Lan Jia showed him two miserable paws, and said with wet eyes, "It hurts."

Han Xiyou pulled his hand violently and rubbed it roughly in the palm of his hand, "You deserve it, how did you grow up so big? Will the supermarket close down tomorrow? Will the world end tomorrow? Don't use your brain." Ah, I bought so much for one person.”

Lan Jia felt the temperature of her palm and showed a sweet smile.

"Laughing fart, cook, if you can't do it in 10 minutes, you can pack up and get out." Han Xiyou was so embarrassed by him, he shook his hands and left the kitchen.

"I'll be soon. May I wash some cherries for you?" Lan Jia took out a small basket of bright red cherries from a bag. The skin was smooth and the color was very good. Looking at it gave me an appetite.

Wearing an apron, Lan Jia washed the cherries three times, put them on a small plate, and took them out. Han Xiyou had a comic book on his face, wondering if he had fallen asleep again.

"Eat less when you're hungry, and wait, good boy."

Han Xiyou pulled off the comic book and stared at him, "Whether I'm three or five, it's annoying!"

Lan Jia shrugged, gave him a look like you were only two years old, turned and went back to the kitchen.Everything was put away in different categories, and the cooking table was immediately emptied.

In terms of cooking, most of them know how to cook, of course, excluding the mentally handicapped Zitong, among them, Huang Yi is the best, and the rest of them are basically the same.In fact, this is not a difficult task. Practice makes perfect. It has been done for decades or hundreds of years at least in the spiritual realm. It is a piece of cake.

Han Xiyou threw the comics aside and turned on the TV to watch the evening news in boredom. He took a cherry and dropped it into his mouth. It was really sweet.There was a sizzling sound from the kitchen, as well as the crisp sound of the shovel hitting the pot.

If everything hadn't changed, things would have changed, and he would have had the illusion of going back to the past, the warm lights, the familiar smells, their home...

"Xiyou is eating." Lan Jia brought the last dish to the dinner table in a long tone.

Han Xiyou snorted, threw the cherry stem in his hand on the tea table, and let out a lazily hum.

"This one is too bland... Well, this one is too salty, and this one is not spicy at all. Can you cook?" Han Xiyou picked at the dishes on the plate, picking bones, like a middle school gate. The little thorn of smoke.

"Okay, okay, just pay attention tomorrow, okay?" Lan Jia filled him with a big bowl of rice, scooped up another bowl of soup and handed it to him, with a look of hard work.

Han Xiyou punched the cotton, shut up and started to eat, this man is really boring!

After dinner, Han Xiyou sat cross-legged on the sofa and checked Weibo. Just now he posted a photo of the room in a large size, with the words "I feel alive." After posting, he immediately changed to a small size and squatted down waiting to attack.

Sure enough, there are a lot of black fans every year!

Heizi A: "Let's hire an assistant again, I wish you the 99th time being abandoned."

Heizi B: "If you keep it clean, it won't change the nature of the pigsty. It's disgusting. I've never seen a public figure you don't like."

Heizi C: "Having made so much money and still living in a small apartment, pretending to be pitiful every day, scheming bitch!"

……

Han Xiyou rolled up his sleeves with a playful smile on his face. His life needs some fluctuations. Every day is like a pool of stagnant water. Life is so boring!

Lan Jia folded the apron neatly and put it on the shelf, went to the bathroom to wash her hands before sitting next to Han Xiyou.

Han Xiyou pressed the tablet quickly and non-stop, and Lan Jia glanced at it before silently taking out his phone and logging into Weibo.

Give Xiyou male god a monkey and log in successfully.

Han Xiyou's microblog trumpet called me, do you dare to fight back?Why is it called this name?It's very simple, Zhang Qin insured him from head to toe, and if anything breaks down, he will be paid a huge amount of compensation.

Do you dare fight back when I beat you? Reply to Heizi B: "It's disgusting, why don't you look at it? Is the male god really temperamental? Which public figure dares to take such a photo?"

Reply to Heizi A to Xiyou male god Shenghouzi: "You know what, 99 knows what it means, long time! This time the life assistant will definitely work till the end!"

Do you dare to fight back when I beat you? Reply to Heizi C: "If you have bad eyesight, go home and drink milk, okay? The male god is a man, whore your grandpa and second aunt!"

After reading this reply, Lan Jia burst out laughing. The male god's vulgar and funny way of fighting is really suitable for him.

Heizi A replied: "You only know the shit, Han Xiyou is a psychopath, he already left 98 times, this one has to go! If you don't leave, I will live broadcast and eat｜shit!"

Reply to Xiyou male god Shengsheng Monkey: "I am the nephew of 99's elder brother and second aunt's family, you go eat｜shit! Go now!"

Han Xiyou watched Lan Jia poke his phone vigorously and put down his tablet to glance at it, then watched from the sidelines, and even guided him on his choice of words.In the end, he grabbed the phone and started to press it. Lan Jia sat on his shoulder and watched happily.

Giving birth to a monkey to Xiyou male god: "You are handsome, do you dare to blow up photos? It is not your fault that people are ugly, it is your fault to take revenge on the society, the annihilation of humanity! The loss of morality!"

Heizi was probably furious, and the final reply was all greetings to the various organs of the ancestors and parents, Han Xiyou clicked the button to report after clicking twice.

The bedtime activities are over, another good day!

Han Xiyou gave Lan Jia the phone, and said before leaving, "It's a bit difficult to give birth to a monkey."

"Then it won't be born." Lan Jia took the phone and began to change her name, "Being the wife of the male god Xiyou"

Han Xiyou pointed to the room next to his bedroom, "Your nest, I don't eat breakfast, and you disturb me to sleep and pluck your hair!"

Lan Jia whispered, "I'm not afraid."

"What?" Han Xiyou asked while leaning against the door frame with folded arms.

Lan Jia smiled innocently and harmlessly, "Xiyou, good night!"

Han Xiyou snorted and slammed the door shut.