[Zhongyingmei] Miss Luck

It's just that they agreed to go to a western restaurant, but they didn't succeed in the end.After the two left the Avengers Building, Winnie noticed that Strange was wearing a very different style of clothing from others.

"I think your dress is a bit eye-catching in the restaurant."

Winnie reminded.

In fact, he was wearing a navy blue mage's bunt robe and a very conspicuous red cloak on the back. Such a dress was unlikely to be ignored wherever he went.If they insisted on going to that western restaurant for lunch, it would mean waiting for Strange to go back and change a set of clothes.

Strange doesn't mind when others cast too much eyes on him sometimes, but the premise is that it is admiration, admiration and other emotions, not like being surrounded by monkeys in a zoo.

"you're right."

When he was descending the steps, he turned around and twitched one side of his mouth at Winnie, smiling casually and carelessly.

Now they are people with unusual identities who sometimes have to conform to certain tacit conventions.So sometimes, Strange really felt that Winnie was a person full of contradictions. She would remind him cautiously, but she always used magic recklessly at certain times, without considering the consequences of being discovered.Just like she gave him flowers before.

There are many similar contradictions in her body. Strange thinks that the process of slowly discovering and understanding the most real Winnie is so interesting.

Although it takes more time to get to know another person than imagined.

"So, Winnie, are you willing to wait for me to change into something suitable?" He tilted his head, as if asking the other party's opinion considerately, but he himself quickly took what he had just said and continued, "Maybe we just You don’t need to have such scruples if you change a place to eat. If I go back and change a set of clothes, I will have to delay my meal time, which is too unfriendly to your hungry stomach.”

When Winnie heard Strange's obvious teasing words at the end, she glared at him lightly, without any threat in her eyes.

Not to mention being unfriendly to her stomach, these words are obviously not "friendly" to her as a whole.

She is probably used to Stephen's innocuous jokes on her now, and it has become a daily routine in their relationship.Although sometimes Winnie still wants to be real.

But all habits are slowly changing subtly.

"Then where do you want to go?"

Winnie wanted to hear what other options Strange was talking about.

"My residence, the New York Temple."

Winnie paused for a moment, seeing the unfailing expression on Strange's face, and understood that he was really not joking.

"it is good."

After receiving Winnie's agreeable reply, Strange laughed.Using spells with both hands, he drew a cross-dimensional passage leading to the door of the New York Temple.

"It was agreed in advance that there is no way to order food when eating in the temple. What is the kitchen doing today, what do we eat?"

The western restaurant at the beginning turned into the last meal in Karma Taj's kitchen, and Winnie couldn't help being a little speechless.

Strange had his own thoughts in mind.

Winnie insisted on not going to Karma Taj, and he wanted Winnie to join him for lunch at the temple.The sense of distance pulls the two of them so far apart, even if their childhood sweethearts are blessed enough, they will meet again after many years.Don't underestimate the seemingly ordinary thing of eating in the temple. Allowing another person to enter your space and seeing things that you can see every day when you wake up, behind this permission is often much more exciting than it Much closer.

Winnie can say that she brought him back to the manor because of the situation, and he can also use various reasons.

He doesn't mind creating more chances.

What can be called fate in life is often one of the parties who has tried every means.

The kitchen of Karma Taj is not in charge of a dedicated chef, but is directly selected by the mages who learn magic in Karma Taj who can cook, and they take turns to be responsible for everyone's three meals.Every mage in Karma Taj always has to contribute to Karma Taj, and those who can't cook will be arranged to clean things like that.Not having someone hired to do these chores means they have to be self-sufficient to keep Karma Taj running.

However, mages also regard this as part of their practice.

Even before Strange took over as the supreme mage, he would have his turn to clean the training ground every once in a while.

People take turns to cook every day, which means that you can taste food from all over the world. It has become an interesting guess which country and region you will eat every day.

Strange also asked Winnie to guess.

Karma Taj is located in Kathmandu, the capital of Nepal. Winnie first guessed Southeast Asian cuisines, such as Indian curry and Thai Tom Yum Kung Soup. Thinking of the situation of Karma Taj that Strange just introduced to her, she finally had more Guess a French dish.

There was an inexplicable smile on the corner of Strange's mouth.He leaned leisurely on the soft leather seat, and he didn't look much different from the old Doctor Strange.In the end, this turning point in fate precipitated into a different kind of demeanor, and the tribulation made him even more energetic.

His smile made Winnie feel calm at first, but then her heart skipped a beat. She glanced at Strange who was sitting up and down with hesitation.

"It's a gamble? Are you going to bet me on this, Stephen?"

Strange held out his index finger and shook it.

"No, even I don't know who will be cooking today. This is just a topic for adjustment. Don't be so nervous."

Strange found out that Winnie thought it was him who wanted to trick her, and he was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry.He never said that he wanted to make a bet with her, and the loser had to fulfill a request of the other party.

Is he that naive?

"Let me guess a few too."

Strange said so, but "guessed" the same answer as Winnie.Winnie blinked, looking at the smile in the other person's eyes, for some reason, Winnie felt a little embarrassed.She bit her lip, pointing out Strange's insincerity.

"You change one."

"I can't guess the same as you?"

"Then there is no victory or defeat."

"some."

Strange shook his fingers, and the teapot was enchanted, floating in mid-air, pouring tea into the two cups on the table.The light and slightly bitter tea fragrance slowly wafted into the room, and Winnie felt that the tea probably came from a country in the Far East, which was completely different from the black tea she usually drank.Sure enough, it did taste different, too.The bitter taste permeated from the tip of the tongue soon filled the whole mouth. After the light and long tea astringency passed, the light tea fragrance covered the bitter taste, but Winnie still liked the unique milky fragrance of milk tea.

Strange took a sip and raised his glass to Winnie.

"Either guess right together, or both lose. Isn't this the outcome?"

There was a slight cunning in his eyes, but he was a shrewd hunter, slowly setting traps to lure his prey.What a proud and conceited person Strange is, he would never speak clearly about his love until he was 100% sure that Winnie gave him the same amount of affection.

Winnie was helpless with his deliberately distorted answer.

But Strange later switched the French cuisine for California chicken wraps.

When the king brought their lunch, they saw the dishes on the plate and found that neither of them guessed right.

Strange opened his mouth, pointing at these delicious Cantonese dishes.

"So... who is cooking today, it can't be..."

Wang Mu had a face that never smiled, and his small eyes with single eyelids stared at Strange.

"it's me."

Winnie saw that Strange opened his mouth and closed it again. The scene was a bit awkward for a while. Not knowing the situation, she even guessed that Wang's cooking was so terrible?

On the plate are fresh and tender steamed fish and a few plates of stir-fried, with full-grained white rice. Although Winnie has never tasted Chinese food, the Chinese dishes in front of her are ordinary and look good. Some are eager to try.

And it tastes really good.

It's just embarrassing Winnie, she has never used chopsticks before.And Wang is an out-and-out Chinese, and he didn't prepare knives and forks for the two of them.

At first Strange pinched the air a few times with trembling hands, and then used the chopsticks as simply as if they were part of the natural extension of his arms.Winnie couldn't do it like him.Winnie looked at the flexible chopsticks in Strange's hands, and was a little reluctant to admit...they looked like slender wands.She was able to be flexible like this when she picked up the wand to cast spells, but if she used it to pinch things, Winnie chose to give up.

But Strange took several mouthfuls, but she still hasn't eaten a single one.Even if Winnie wanted to maintain a reserved and dignified aristocratic demeanor, she couldn't help but feel a little depressed now.She directly took out her wand, flicked her wrist, and turned a pair of chopsticks she couldn't handle into a knife and a fork respectively.

She became angry, and the normally indifferent gray-blue eyes showed a bright luster, like adding another layer of multicolored glass windows, and the equal sunlight that everyone should share was broken down into transparent crystals in her eyes. Bright like.This is also part of the reason why Strange always loves to tease Winnie.

"Looks like we didn't win."

Winnie swallowed the food in her mouth and echoed, "Yes."

"However, Wang's cooking skills are much better than I imagined. Seeing such delicious Chinese dishes, I have to say less about him."

"Wang will not cook for you just because you say less about him."

Strange paused, shrugged: "Well, you're right."

After lunch, the king would usually come here to clear away Strange's plate, and sometimes Strange would bring it back to Karma Taj himself.But today, Winnie wiped the corners of her mouth with a paper towel, and it was "cleaned up", and the oil-stained plate was as white and translucent as if it had just been washed and dried.

Strange raised his eyebrows lightly, let the plates spontaneously pile up, and returned to the kitchen neatly.

The pairing of the two demons makes them very homely in their use of magic.

This is probably the weirdest stack of recycled plates the kitchen has received today.

The author has something to say: I came back from Wuzhen w I came back too late last night, so I have written so much so far, don’t be disgusted by the lack of plot and shortness, because there is another chapter tonight!Probably after 10:30.See if you can pass 5000+ this week

As for why it is not combined into one chapter... I am in a hurry to get rid of the fake note.

Come back!Love the little angels!