I'm a doll at my ex-boyfriend's house

In the end, Chi Du accompanied the little mermaid to pick up a lot of small shells along the low tide beach under the silver moonlight, and one person and one fish went back contentedly.

I had so much fun at night, the next morning, when Suka got up, it was already close to noon, but fortunately, no one came to bother me.

Suka is a good fish. The experience of sleeping in someone else's house until the sun was up made him extremely depressed. After washing up quickly, he tiptoed downstairs.

The Mediterranean-style hall is clean and empty, without any trace of human activity.

Private islands have a set of hypocritical and laborious privacy protection services.

Stewards, sailors and cooks are on call, but never on the island.

If you are careful, you will find that there are working boats parked next to the camouflaged reef that supplies water and power not far away, and the personnel who maintain the private island service may have to be on standby all day.

There is a gold-rimmed service message board, and it stands on a luxurious long dining table for 12 people. Unfortunately, Suka is not familiar with the place, does not understand English, and does not know how to order food.

It was close to twelve o'clock, and he was so hungry that he was about to turn into dried fish, so he could only bite the bullet and find the kitchen to prepare for self-sufficiency.

Fortunately, there were enough supplies in the refrigerator, so Suka got into the huge refrigerator like a silver cabinet, picked out fresh shrimp, green beans, carrots, eggs, and fragrant rice, and prepared to make a simple fried rice to pass himself off.

Just as the shrimp pieces were wrapped in egg wash, there was a loud sound of pulling tables and chairs in the empty restaurant.

Suka was so engrossed that she almost threw the bowl out in fright!

He half touched his chest, sneaked his head out of the kitchen, and then took a long breath.

It turned out that it was a private meeting with a wild man. Huo Tong, who hadn't returned all night, was sitting at the table drinking water.

Su Ka walked over and wanted to make fun of it, but suddenly found a pair of giant panda eyes hanging on his handsome little face.

A panda and a fish stared at each other in the air for a while, silent.

"Just you?" Young Master Huo drank a whole glass of lemonade and finally turned into a spirited panda.

Su Ka sat across from him, nodded, hesitated to speak, "Are you... how were you last night?"

"Heh!" Huo Tong bared his canine teeth, bit the lemon hard, and twisted his mouth sourly, "What can I do? Can I strip him naked and put him on the bed??"

Suka put his hands on his forehead, thinking of Huo Tong's way of calling uncle, the whole fish was a little weak, "Don't, don't. You are so young, there is no need to be so impatient."

"Then you don't know, I am Uncle Xue..." Huo Tong smacked a slice of lemon masochistically, trembling with sourness, and suddenly changed the topic, "Hey, my uncle didn't make things difficult for you anymore, did he?"

"Ah?" Suka braked suddenly, subconsciously replied, "No."

Huo Tong spat out the lemon, climbed up the table like a leopard, and rubbed against his eyes, full of doubts, "I can't? Why didn't he make things difficult for you?"

Suka: "..."

Be a fucking human being! !

Huo Tong didn't give up, and tapped his fingers back and forth on the table, "What did you lie to my uncle? It's too abnormal, you two."

Suka gritted his teeth, wishing he could slap him to death.

Suddenly, Huo Tong's belly made earth-shattering noises.

The arrogant face of the little handsome guy quietly turned red.

Suka took the opportunity to change the subject, "You came back on an empty stomach? I happened to be cooking, do you want some?"

Huo Tong's brain is very pure and natural, he is smarter than him when he eats snakes, and his attention is drawn away when he speaks.

"You can cook??" The two disheveled green hairs on his head stood up vigorously.

Suka rolled his eyes, sneered and pushed his head back from his face, "I can still cheat money!"

"Go upstairs to take a shower, and come down to eat later." He rolled up his sleeves and walked back to the kitchen.

Huo Tong stood at the door of the kitchen, dragging his rag-like coat, watching Su Ka skillfully handle a batch of raw food, from movements to procedures, in an orderly manner.

"Okay..." He gasped in amazement.

Holding the gleaming chef's knife, Suka turned back and smiled sinisterly, "Don't worry, I will add more poison and medicine to your share."

Huo Tong spread his hands indifferently, and walked upstairs swaggeringly.

Suka is indeed good at cooking. In water polo, the mermaid is the embodiment of gentleness and virtuousness, and they all go to culinary school.

He was relatively poor at that time, and he only took basic courses, but he didn't learn high-end pastries and dinners from various countries.

However, home-cooked dishes and ordinary noodles are still not difficult to cook on the table.

Shrimp meat is wrapped in warm oil with even egg liquid, and fine foam slowly emerges. Under a light layer of golden yellow, the tender red diced shrimp is particularly attractive.

The time is just right, the grains are full, and the soft and smooth fragrant rice comes out of the pot.

The half-boiled green beans and diced carrots are soaked in cold water, and the taste is neither too soft nor too hard.

Suka also uses a small amount of seasoning to marinate the various ingredients in turn.

This is not too slow, oil up the pot.

Red, white, green, yellow, bright and lovely colors are stirred and jumped in the pot.

After a while, two plates of fragrant shrimp fried rice came out of the pan.

The quality and freshness of the ingredients here are very high, and it is far away from the land, so you don't need to think about it and know that the price is expensive.

Su Ka didn't dare to waste at all, and the portion was just right, one big, one small, two sets.

He often loses his appetite after cooking, so it's just right to eat a small portion, and leave the large portion for the hungry Huo Tong.

Suka likes the plate here very much. It is light and pure white, with a slightly expanded edge. Only undulating lines are used to outline the waves and shells, and finally a touch of gold comes flying, like the sun rolling over the top of the waves.

The more he watched, the happier he was, and he walked happily to the dining room with a plate in his hand.

As soon as he walked to the door, an invisible pressure came to his face.

After meeting the two important investors at noon, Chi Du didn't eat much, but drank a lot of wine. He was about to get a bottle of soda when he met Su Ka at the door.

unlucky!

Uncle Chi was a little sleep deprived, and the urge to get up stretched until noon, waiting coldly for Suka to make way for him.

In fact, this villa is big enough, and the access path is enough for two tall and strong men to walk side by side.

It's a pity that Chi Du, who is hypocritical and unhappy, is so unreasonable, with "Fuck off! Make way!" written all over his face.

Suka was frightened by the face of Hades who owed him 800 years of incense, holding the plate in a dilemma, and stayed where he was.

He tried his best to squeeze out a smile, but before he could think of what to say, he subconsciously blurted out, "Do you want food?"

After speaking, he worked hard to lift up the delicious fried rice.

Chi Du was in a daze, and even suspected that he was drunk at noon and had hallucinations?

This question is too level, is he begging for food?or not?

The mighty Uncle Chi suddenly had a miserable feeling of begging along the street.

Chi Du frowned, "Get out of the way!"

"Oh. Okay!" Suka lowered his head to avoid the murderous eyes, "Let go now, right away."

He lowered his head and panicked, dodging left and right.

Chi Du also really wanted to avoid this plague god, so it was rare for him to take the initiative to avoid him.

This time he avoided the two of them and went straight to the crutches, cooperating with each other tacitly, as if they were jumping up and down.

Holding the plate, Suka was about to cry, but faced Uncle Chi with a smoldering face, saying incoherently, "Why, why don't you just order it, my cooking is not bad."

Chi Du: "..."

This is the most difficult, shameless, but most courageous little centipede he has ever seen in his more than 30 years of life!

But... um, have to admit, the fried rice seems to taste alright?

Most of the time, he can't eat well when talking about things with people, not to mention he drank alcohol, and his attention sneaked out a bit.

Just when the two were stalemate and awkwardly facing each other.

After taking a bath, Huo Tong ran down the stairs with a "dongdongdong".

Shouting while running, extremely excited, "Uncle! What are you doing?! Hahaha!"

Suka raised his throat in one breath, and the voice of Hallelujah came from his ear, and there were little people with bare buttocks flying around in front of his eyes.

It's over, this time it's dead!

Chi Du would definitely choke him, drag him to the yard to bleed him, and then turn him into a pot of boiled fish!

Huo Tong was so excited that the flies rubbed their hands together and jumped over, "Hey, what are you two doing?"

Chi Du took a look at the cheap and silly nephew, and the scheming that was too frightened.

Suddenly took a step back, stared at Suka and said two words maliciously: "Begging for food."

Huo Tong: "..."

Suka: "..."

Then, Uncle Chi sat down at the dining table and said flatly, "If it's unpalatable, you can swim back here for me tomorrow."

Suka: I wish your Chi family a full house of infertile children and grandchildren!