Window 2, Seventh Canteen

Too many unexpected things happened this day, Jiang Wei was already overwhelmed, and his mind couldn't keep up with the development of the plot in reality.

Especially at this moment, it was the first time in his life that he tasted meat, and there was a restricted-rated picture in front of him——Han Zilu's embarrassed face.

Jiang Wei's mood was agitated, his expression was embarrassing, and his movements were slow.

So much so that Han Zilu had already opened the door and went out, he was still sitting on the bed in a daze, a little dazedly reminiscing about the comfort of being mouthed and ejaculated.

About half a minute later, Jiang Wei regained his strength, and suddenly had a very clear sense of reality about the series of things that happened today.

He and Han Zilu are really on good terms.

I struggled for so long before, and now I finally have a clear result.

From now on, their relationship will be boyfriend and boyfriend... although this name seems a bit strange.

After quickly replaying the cause and effect again, Jiang Wei stretched comfortably, stood up, pulled a tissue to wipe herself clean, then put on her underwear and left the room to find Han Zilu.

The sound of water rushing came from the bathroom, he opened the door and went in, Han Zilu looked up at him.

Under such dim light, Jiang Wei couldn't help but look at the body covered with water droplets.

And the water marks on Han Zilu's face reminded Jiang Wei of the scene just now, and there was an itchy scratching feeling in his heart.

The scene just now has definitely satisfied the body, but the mind seems to be almost ready.

He stopped outside the shower room, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "How about you? Do you want me to help you?"

When Han Zilu heard this, his expression was a little embarrassed.

Jiang Wei misunderstood, and hurriedly explained, "Well, I didn't do it on purpose just now, I just couldn't hold back, are you okay?"

Han Zilu: "It doesn't matter if it's intentional."

Jiang Wei's heart, which had just returned to normal, was in turmoil again.

But he didn't want Han Zilu to think that he was too perverted, that he would be harsh and greedy for the first time.

Although it was obvious that this matter was only half done, and Han Zilu's side was not satisfied yet, Jiang Wei couldn't open his mouth to ask for help at this moment, and just stood there awkwardly scratching his head.

Han Zilu tapped the glass with his fingers, attracting Jiang Wei's attention. When Jiang Wei looked at him, he asked, "Do you want to come in and wash?"

With this question, Jiang Wei seemed to smell the jingye smell on his body immediately, and hurriedly took off his underwear and went into the shower room.

Han Zilu took off the shower head and washed Jiang Wei's body.

Jiang Wei pretended to glance at a certain part unintentionally, and seeing that it was in normal condition, he didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or feel ashamed of himself.

Han Zilu asked, "Do you want to wash your hair?"

"Huh?" Jiang Weiyi looked blank.

"When did you wash your hair?"

"Oh, yesterday?"

"You don't know it yourself?"

"Hey, I can't remember, it's okay, let's wash together." He bowed his head as he said.

Han Zilu lowered the temperature of the water a little and flushed the water over his head.

Jiang Wei lowered her head, looked down, and accidentally saw a certain part of Han Zilu again.

Why is it endless.

He was literally speechless to himself.

Han Zilu acted gently, helped him wet his hair, then took shampoo to make bubbles and rubbed it on his hair, and finally rinsed it off for him.

In normal times, Jiang Wei would not let others bathe him like a child, but right now there are too many thoughts in his mind, and he doesn't even care about such details.

After washing his hair, Han Zilu helped Jiang Wei rinse off the remaining shampoo foam on his body. When the water flowed between his legs, he stopped and handed Jiang Wei the shower gel.

Jiang Wei felt his face was burning hot, whether he answered or not.

Han Zilu stuffed the shower head into Jiang Wei's hand, freed his hand to pour out the shower gel, rubbed it into fine foam, and rubbed it on Jiang Wei directly.

That movement can be said to be graceful, as if it is not a sensitive part, but a normal head, hands and face.

Jiang Wei's mood is a little delicate.

He couldn't help it again, and began to think wildly.

After a few strokes, Han Zilu stopped moving.

Jiang Wei smiled awkwardly.

However, at the same time, he accidentally saw Han Zilu again.

This time, he was in the same situation as he was.

Jiang Wei had a feeling that he had finally found an accomplice, and asked the same question again, "Do you want me to help you?"

Han Zilu shook his head, "It's getting late, are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Wei blurted out that he wanted to eat beef noodles.

Han Zilu smiled and went out to wipe his body first, and then wiped Jiang Wei after he finished.

The khaki bath towel covered Jiang Wei's head and covered half of his body. Han Zilu dried his hair carefully, and then pulled the towel away to reveal Jiang Wei's face.

His short hair looks like a hedgehog, with clusters pointing to the sky.

Han Zilu looked at Jiang Wei, leaned forward, and placed a light kiss on Jiang Wei's forehead.

The real feeling of falling in love instantly increased, Jiang Wei returned a light kiss on the corner of Han Zilu's mouth without even thinking about it.

Then he asked stupidly: "Do you need to change your name when you start dating? What should I call you in the future?"

Han Zilu turned around and put on his home clothes, "What do you want to call it?"

Jiang Wei: "Surely lovers can't call you by name, right? Zilu? But all your friends call you Zilu, it doesn't seem special enough..."

Han Zilu: "It's okay, you can call me whatever you want."

Jiang Wei: "Is it okay to call it a pig's head and dog's legs, a whale and a seahorse?"

Han Zilu: "..."

Jiang Wei: "Ah, I was just joking."

Han Zilu raised his hand and rubbed Jiang Wei's hair fiercely, "Come out first, I will find you a change of clothes, then I will cook, you can rest for a while.

Jiang Wei: "Then let me watch you cook, hey, how about I do it?"

Han Zilu: "It's not impossible, but what will you do?"

Jiang Wei thought for a while: "Let's cook the noodles, you prepare the ingredients, and I'll be in charge."

Han Zilu really prepared materials for Jiang Wei, but Jiang Wei was a bit at a loss.

Flour, beef, jerky, ham, eggs...the ingredients were neatly stacked on the table, Han Zilu stood aside, and Jiang Wei stood in front of the ingredients, checking them one by one like a military parade.

And then again.

again.

……

The kitchen of this house is almost as big as the living room, and it seems that they put a lot of thought into renting out the house. There are two refrigerators in the kitchen, and there is a wide wooden table in the middle of the room, which is the one in front of Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei reached out and pinched a handful of flour, looked at it, and seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance of wheat, he was curious, so he lowered his head to smell it.

The nostrils were flapped, and two streams of white smoke rose. Jiang Wei wanted to hide, but he exhaled forcefully without paying attention. In an instant, a mushroom cloud rolled up in the flour bag, and the white powder hit Jiang Weiwei's face.

Han Zilu wanted to stop him at first, but he didn't make it in time. Seeing Jiang Wei's disfigured face now, he couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Wei ran to the toilet, took a look in the mirror, and laughed too.

Han Zilu stood behind him, "Stop laughing, wash up quickly."

Jiang Wei turned on the faucet and looked at Han Zilu in the mirror, "This is even."

Because of these words, Han Zilu's face was red until he went back to the kitchen.

Jiang Wei reviewed the materials again, rolled up his sleeves, "Let's start!"

Han Zilu: "Why us? I have prepared the materials, and I will leave the rest to you."

Jiang Wei: "Ah..."

Han Zilu: "You said it yourself."

Jiang Wei: "Okay, it's a big deal and I have diarrhea. Chef, tell me, what should I do in the first step? Should I knead the noodles first? Can I make it with this basin?" While speaking, the claws have already stretched out, "I should grab How much flour?"

Han Zilu pulled Jiang Wei's paw back, and while putting an apron on him, he said, "If you want to eat beef noodles like the cafeteria, we should make stewed beef first, but stewed pork can't be prepared in a while, start now." If you make it, you will be able to eat it tomorrow at the earliest, and there is also bone broth, and it is too late to prepare it now."

"Ah... yes, why didn't I remember it, what should I do then? How about doing it first and eating it tomorrow?"

"It's okay, the beef can be marinated first, and the soup bone can be bought tomorrow, but what are we going to eat tonight?"

"Baishui noodles? Is it called Yangchun noodles?"

Han Zilu put on an apron himself, "How about this, dry noodles with oil, add some beef slices, and I'll stir-fry some vegetables, it's easier to make."

Han Zilu drew a big cake casually, and Jiang Wei smelled the aroma of sesame seeds, and just hearing that, his mouth started to salivate.

"Okay, okay, let's start, what do you think should be done? Stew the beef first? Knead the noodles first?"

"Let's make the face first, come over and wash your hands."

"As ordered, you will be my master tonight." Jiang Wei walked over with a smile, and washed and rubbed his hands in the water, and it was over.

Han Zilu caught him back, boiled the water again, and grabbed his paws under the faucet, "It's too perfunctory, I will use my hands to knead the dough later, wash my hands for at least 1 minute, and the nails... well, but yours is fine, it's quite clean, no need Cut."

"Master is so strict..." Jiang Weiyi complained, while letting Han Zilu wipe his hand sanitizer for him.

Han Zilu's fingers are slender than Jiang Wei's, but stronger than Jiang Wei's. The calluses on his fingertips tell the story of a pair of craftsman's hands. Through them, so many seemingly ordinary but amazing delicacies are born in the world.

Han Zilu did what he said, and he really asked Jiang Wei to wash his hands for 1 minute, and after drying, he even sprayed some alcohol for disinfection before he passed the procedure.

Han Zilu asked Jiang Wei to hold out three handfuls of flour, and he washed his hands for a minute before coming over.

At this time, Jiang Wei's right hand was already stirring in the small stainless steel basin filled with half a basin of flour.

Han Zilu: "Are you going to mix dry flour into noodles?"

Jiang Wei: "Where, am I familiar with the texture of the hand? Come on, do you need to add water?"

Han Zilu opened a bottle of purified water and poured some into the small basin as a demonstration, "Just add water slowly like this, stirring while adding."

It sounds simple, but it is difficult to do. Jiang Wei took the bottle and kept moving at a constant speed at first, but it didn't take long for his hands to lose weight. When the bottle was shaken, a small waterfall rushed into it.

Jiang Wei whispered, "It's broken, it's broken! Added too much water! What should I do?"

"If there is too much water, add noodles."

Han Zilu took a handful of flour and slowly sprinkled it into a small basin for Jiang Wei, stirring as he added the amount, the flour gradually turned into a batter, but it was still wet, and Jiang Wei's hands were covered.

The flour was still not enough, so Han Zilu took another handful of flour and added it slowly. After this handful of flour was over, the dough in the basin finally took shape, but it still looked ugly.

Jiang Wei: "Is it almost there?"

Han Zilu: "Have you never heard of Sanguang?"

Jiang Wei: "Dough, hands, basin?"

Han Zilu: "Just know, keep kneading, I'll add flour for you."

Jiang Wei had no choice but to continue fighting with the dough.

Ordinarily, the dough is in the basin, so no matter how much you knead it, it shouldn't get on your head, but Jiang Wei has the ability to get it on his cheeks and hair tips.

Han Zilu couldn't stand it anymore, so he extended his hand to help, and there were two more hands in the small steel basin with a diameter of 38cm, and the four hands were brought together, which was unavoidably crowded.

Han Zilu grabbed Jiang Wei's hand and rubbed his hands against him, so that the drier noodles fell into the basin, while the wet ones were transferred from Jiang Wei's hands to Han Zilu's.

There was chaos in the basin, but Jiang Wei wanted to add to the chaos, and followed Han Zilu's example, rubbing his hands against Han Zilu's.

Now those faces are sticking back...

After repeating this several times, finally, the hands of both of them were clean.

Jiang Wei raised his head, Han Zilu also raised his head, Jiang Wei let out a long breath, "It's just like fighting a war."

Han Zilu smiled, "Are you continuing or me?"

"Keep going, don't give up halfway."

Jiang Wei tossed and tossed for another 10 minutes before kneading the dough. This was the first dough Jiang Wei kneaded. Although there was still something missing in appearance, it didn't affect his smiling face.

Even when Han Zilu asked him to handle the beef, he was very reluctant to throw the dough.

Handling beef is not as fun as kneading noodles, but the process of "torturing meat" with bamboo sticks is still quite new.

Jiang Wei and Han Zilu poked the beef tendon with a few bamboo sticks.

Han Zilu explained that this was to make the beef tendon more flavorful, and Jiang Weiyi listened, so he poked harder, as if he had a grudge against the beef.

It took the two of them three hours in the kitchen to put the hot fresh hand-rolled noodles into their respective bowls.

Han Zilu poured dry oil into the small pot, used it to fry the beef slices and divided them into two bowls, and added chopped green onion.

The seemingly innocent bowl of noodles exudes a mouth-watering aroma.

In addition, he also participated in it, Jiang Wei felt a deep sense of satisfaction when eating the noodles, as if he really made the noodles himself from beginning to end.

Han Zilu ate slowly, Jiang Wei ate up his own bowl, and looked at Han Zilu longingly.

Han Zilu stopped his chopsticks, "Aren't you full?"

Jiang Wei: "When you're full, you're just hungry."

Han Zilu, "Then don't eat too much, I'll make some snacks for you to try at night." Even though he said so, he still took a big mouthful of noodles and put them into Jiang Wei's bowl.

Jiang Wei chewed and ate the last bite, and spread it on the stool in satisfaction, "Oh my God, it's so delicious, I think I will definitely gain weight." His eyes turned to Han Zilu's pretty side face, "But you a little Not fat, born?"

Han Zilu: "I have been exercising."

Jiang Wei: "What do you practice?"

Han Zilu: "Run."

Just as Jiang Wei was about to say let's run together from now on, he heard someone knock on the door.

Jiang Wei didn't think much at first, but soon, he noticed that Han Zilu's expression changed slightly, and then guessed that he should know the person at the door.

as predicted.

As soon as the door opened, I saw Lu Teng's colorful face——

He covered his dark blue left eye and pursed his broken lips, looking really pitiful.