Warm tea and wine

This ah. (Same beauty, same elegant name, same power, same corruption, same virtue...)

So the scene where Sister Yiqi said that I will treat you well appeared.

Seeing that 11:30 was about to arrive, Wen Xi took Gu Jiuran's hand and suddenly turned to Yuan Yaya and said, "Sister Yuan, it's time to eat." Only Gu Shao who lives in Wen Xi's house understands that tone and expression. This is the tone and look when calling the little fox porridge.

Entering the restaurant logically, the three of them sat down.Congee porridge crawled over secretly, staring at Wenxi with a cute expression, squatting at Wenxi's feet with small crystal eyes blinking.

Wen Xi immediately softened his heart. He secretly performed a "silence" gesture, hugged Congee and put it on the remaining chair, and began to peel Congee's shrimp with both hands. Peel one and put one into the little fox's mouth. , When it's over, stuff another rib and two chicken popcorn.

The little fox's cheeks were rounded, and he kept eating.

Gu Jiuran stared at the little fox sourly. He was fed by a gentle and beautiful woman. Compared with his own situation, he paid more attention to Yuan Yaya's words: I have to speed up, and I can't let Yang Du's pig slap me!

Dear eldest son, Queen Xiaoxi is not a good cabbage, okay——

Yuan Yaya eats with great pleasure, the taste is delicious, and the mood is comfortable.

After dinner, Wenxi took out the frozen banana ice cream from the freezer, dug out two small banana balls with a spoon, put them in a small horseshoe bowl, sprinkled them with chocolate beans, topped them with a box of yogurt, and served the porridge In front of him, he picked up a spoon and dug it up for him to eat.

All kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred of the loyal dog——

In fact, Wenxi did this out of anger and self-pity.Wen Meiren felt that it was impossible for her to be with Gu Jiuran, and Gu Jiuran brought a woman and a beautiful woman in front of her today to remind him of this. Under the dejection, she felt that her enthusiasm for him was not as good as that of her own little fox congee Porridge warm.At least porridge porridge can let oneself kiss, hug, roll, sleep, and be intimate.

So Gu Shao at least speed up!

Yuan Yaya, who was watching porridge and eating delicious ice cream, felt that she was also hungry, so he turned on the phone MP3 to play Smurf music and repeated the old trick, pretending to answer the phone: "Qingqing, ah, Yuanzi said treat me Haagen-Dazs? Well, I’ll come right away.” After speaking, he winked at his boss: “My boyfriend invited me to eat Haagen-Dazs, so I’ll leave first, goodbye.” (This Yuanzi is Ji Yuan)

The door closed with a "snap", and Gu Jiuran and Wenxi were silent in the room.

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18. A day of porridge...

Wen Xi was feeding the porridge spoonful by spoonful, but his heart was in a mess: "Senior is not Yuan Yaya's boyfriend, so what should I do?" Thinking of this, his heart was even more agitated. At this moment, he felt congee congee Scratching himself with his limp pads.

Looking down, he almost couldn't help but laugh.The horseshoe bowl was empty, and I kept waving the bare spoon into the poor porridge's mouth, really——

Wen Xi sighed, put away the bowl and spoon, and almost regretted why he let him rent it in, making himself so anxious now, shook his head helplessly, stood up and went to the kitchen to dip the bowl and spoon into the sink, The cool water soaked his arms and cleared his mind a little.

"Axi, don't soak in cold water like this, you will get arthritis." Gu Jiuran gently pulled his hand out of the water, walked over by himself, added some hot water into the pool, and stood like that The location of the creek station: "Let me do the washing."

Wen Xi is obsessed with this kind of tenderness, not because he lacked this kind of tenderness in his childhood.On the contrary, he has enjoyed too much tenderness since he was a child.His parents, aunts and uncles, including older sisters and older brothers, love him very much, and enjoying tenderness has almost become a habit.Later, his parents died, no matter how much his aunt loved him, he couldn't make up for the warmth of living under one roof, the kindness of eating and brushing teeth together—yes, Wenxi was also lonely, and he was lonely for three years, how lucky he was to be with porridge The encounter with porridge gave him a lot of comfort and filled a lot of loneliness.Now, there is such a gentle person in front of him, so caring, without any story, how can this calm down his longing heart and pretend to be ignorant?

Wen Xi quietly picked up Porridge and turned to leave. He didn't know that at the moment he turned around, Gu Jiuran, who was secretly watching him through the reflection of the glass, also turned around and stared at his leaving back with an inexplicable expression.

Wen Meiren, who was still pounding in her heart when she returned to the room, decided to use her residual heat and ran into the space to plant the things that hadn't been planted last time.I saw the stunned Gan Quan rubbing the stiff muscles on his face and complaining inelegantly to the porridge gnawing on the dried meat: "Is he bewitched? If I farm the land, I can just wave my hand alone. I am the magic weapon." Ah! He is about to steal my job."

"It's so easy for a cultivator to fall victim to evil, meow, let alone me, meow, I will definitely protect my master's chastity meow." Swallowing the last piece of jerky, Congee burped: "Heh——that's called hormone secretion Overdose—whether he—”

The virtuous Ganquan beauty immediately took out the dried chrysanthemums, roses, and licorice collected by herself and cooked them, added honey and wolfberries, and the cooking was fragrant, and finally poured them into a horseshoe bowl with sliced ​​peaches, and then poured another The cooling spell was brought to Congee.

Congee porridge swallowed leisurely, spit out the bright red rose petals in his mouth, and chewed on the chrysanthemum.

Ganquan beauty is dressed in white today, and everyone said that if you want to be pretty and filial, the already good-looking Ganquan is even more elegant and refined in such a dress.You ask Ganquan to wear white for Mao, oh—because Porridge Porridge is a white-haired fox, Ganquan beauty gave up his favorite purple deep clothes in order to convey the feeling of being a couple.This is, this perverted fox only knows to look at its master.

Gan Quan sighed, and silently went to the kitchen to prepare various chicken legs and wings.Potato chicken drumsticks, braised chicken drumsticks, spicy chicken drumsticks, salt and pepper chicken wings, garlic chicken wings, pineapple chicken wings, honey sauce chicken wings - to grab that fox's heart, you have to grab his stomach first!The damn fox's mouth was raised by Mr. Wenxi to be too picky!Gan Quan growled silently in his heart, and the speed of his men's meat cutting accelerated again.

When porridge porridge was gnawing on the jerky chicken leisurely, he didn't know that someone was thinking about him, let alone that the chicken in the back mountain was in bad luck because of his arrival.

A few days ago, Wenxi brought a few chicken, duck and goose eggs and put them in the space to add to Ganquan's meal. After Ganquan saw the eggs, the smell of the eggs was very faint, so he accepted them but didn't eat them.As a result, those few eggs broke their shells and grew wildly within a few days, and all of them became adults in two days, and they ran around in heat all over the mountain.The meadows on the mountain are full of eggs, duck eggs and goose eggs.When Gan Quan walked through the maple forest one day and found that there were more pigeon eggs at some point, he decided to implement the three-light policy: dig out all the eggs, clean up the nests, and kill all the adult poultry—because you don’t kill them. In other words, the back mountain will probably be renamed Dandan Mountain.

Afternoon tea time, after soaking in the hot spring, Wenxi teleported to the bamboo building and wanted to eat some sweet steamed crispy cheese yam cake and pea yellow. As soon as he entered the building, he could smell a strong smell of meat, salt and pepper mixed with honey juice The taste is thick and thick, which makes the belly of the warm beauty who didn't eat much at noon feel empty.

When I entered the kitchen, I saw that there was a huge oak hazel wood Eight Immortals table full of plates, such as rock sugar chicken wings, spicy chicken wings, roasted chestnut chicken wings, and even prepared a large bowl of chicken wing soup with mushrooms. Afraid of swallowing or thirsty, there are also steamed dumplings with cowpea and chicken, stewed chicken with mushrooms, small steamed buns in chicken sauce, Kung Pao chicken, chicken rolls with glutinous rice, steamed duck with fermented rice, and rouge goose breast. The eggplant in the movie is also arrogant.There are at most a dozen or so chickens on one side of the table, and Wen Xi suspects that he has slaughtered all the chickens in the back mountain on this table. Otherwise, where did so many chicken wings and legs come from?

Look at the twenty or so large plates on the dark wooden table. The dishes are either red or yellow, so the foodie who is all white and struggling to eat is more conspicuous.

In front of Congee Congee was a plate of roast chicken. He had chicken wings in his mouth, and his paws were holding the chicken legs, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch them or the chicken legs would fly away. What made Wenxi speechless was Congee Congee's slap-sized face The look on his face clearly means that I have chicken legs in my hand, do I have——

Wenxi walked over and sat down on the soft couch where the beauty of Ganquan was sitting, stretched out his hand to pick up a cowpea chicken dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth. After biting down, the soup was overflowing, the skin was tender and the meat was melted, and the soup was delicious, with The sweetness and softness of cowpea.But congee porridge is a standard carnivorous animal, and he would never eat meat buns with a large plate of chicken legs in front of him, so the glutinous rice chicken roll and cowpea chicken dumplings belonged to Wenxi.

Gan Quan held a celadon spoon and slowly scooped chicken soup into the bowl, wondering if the porridge porridge liked the taste of mushrooms in the soup, completely ignoring his serious master, classmate Wen Xi.

Hey, how can you be like this even if the master and your master are beside you and no one pays attention to you!

Seeing this scene, Wenxi glanced at Ganquan thoughtfully, and then looked at the porridge, his expression became inexplicably deep, and his eyes kept drifting towards the bowl of soup.

Gan Quan immediately found out, thinking that he had never passed any of the three mountains on the road to marrying a wife. Right now, Wen Xi, who is the owner of himself and porridge, cannot afford to offend, and Mr. Wen Xi seems to want to drink soup... Gan Quan looked at the little fox who was heartlessly eating chicken legs, and fell silent, stirring the spoon in his hand, watching the wisps of hot air in the bowl slowly rotate and rise,