Saint Seiya Star Marvel

Chapter 80

Operation code-red chicken. (Excited and harmonious?)

In order to welcome the arrival of little Julie, the dinner was of course celebratory.

But there was no Stark banquet tonight, so Le Xia, instigated by the widow's eyes, put on an apron and got into the kitchen.

Saint Seiya does everything quickly. In just half an hour, the widow sister and Julie felt that they had only spoken a few words, and a sumptuous meal was served on the table.

Taking off the apron and sitting down at the table, Le Xia said with some regret, "Oh, I haven't cooked for a long time, and the craftsmanship is relatively unfamiliar, so I made some casually, don't be disgusted."

Julie looked back at the kitchen with a shocked face, "Master, you are lying, how can you do it so quickly, did you order takeaway, the takeaway boy will not be afraid of being seen by us and hide in the cupboard, right?" .”

Le Xia rolled her eyes, and tapped Julie's smiling head with chopsticks, "Student Zhu, you're thinking too much, hurry up and eat."

"Mom said you can't knock your head, you will become stupid." Julie exaggeratedly rubbed the place where she was knocked, and whispered, "Also, my surname is not Zhu, so you can't call me piggy."

Over there, the widowed sister clumsily manipulated the two chopsticks with her fingers, and after a lot of effort, she finally inserted a slice of lotus root with a chopstick and handed it to her mouth.

The light effect exploded in her mouth again, and the fragrance and crispness of the lotus root slices stimulated every taste bud of her like an elf, making her body start to tremble uncontrollably.

She had already felt this feeling when she ate steamed buns in the morning, and thought it was because of the special soup.

When I ate this dish in the evening, the widowed sister realized that the delicious food was not only due to the ingredients, but more to the skill of the cook.

And the guy who was sitting in front of her with a smile on his face was a man who could send diners to heaven with just one hand.

Any slice of lotus root can make the taste of a Michelin star restaurant.

What to do, if you get used to this taste in the future, you will be inseparable.

Julie on the other side didn't have as many thoughts as the widow sister. Maybe it's been a long time since she had a decent meal. The little girl was like a starving ghost reincarnated, and the chopsticks in her hand never stopped.

"Well, that's a good time!" Julie yelled vaguely while frantically pulling vegetables into her mouth.

Le Xia grabbed the chopsticks, "It's okay, this level, it's not 01:30 points worse than my peak period. When I was walking in the rivers and lakes, I was called the God of Cookery."

Julie responded with hehe.

Widow sister, who was already too good at using chopsticks, ate food even slower after Le Xia joined the ranks of scrambling for food.

After a while, a table full of sumptuous meals was wiped out, and the poor widow was only half full under the attack of the two.

For the first time, the widow regretted not learning how to use chopsticks. Eating with chopsticks is much more difficult than killing with a knife.

I'm too difficult.

"Hi'er, I'm so full," Le Xia slumped on the chair and didn't want to move.

"Hi'er, I'm so full," Julie slumped on the other side, her belly bulging, her face full of happiness, she hadn't experienced such a second of dinner time for a long time.

This delicious feeling made her want to cry with happiness.

The widow who was half full also put down her chopsticks resentfully, and looked at Le Xia with resentful eyes.

She really can't figure out Le Xia's brain circuit, it's the same in the morning, and it's the same in the evening, can't it really be seen that she's not full?
Every time I deliberately snatch most of the food away, why can't you cook more if you can eat so much?

Or, in your eyes, Le Xia, the protruding old woman is not attractive at all?

Don't be angry, don't be angry, my wife wants to lose weight, and it's just right to eat half full.

After silently reading it several times in her heart, the widowed sister finally suppressed the resentment in her heart, but at the same time she was also desperate for the red chicken operation she was about to start.

This man who doesn't know how to be considerate of girls is really difficult to deal with. He can't welcome men up and go straight up. What if this guy is a crook.

Le Xia, who was paralyzed on the side, glanced at the widowed sister quietly out of the corner of her eyes, and then smiled secretly.

I see how long you can pretend. Ever since I resigned, you have been trying to tease me, inviting you to dinner and introducing you to work, and you even did not hesitate to get me in to live with you.

Since this is the case, I will make it a little more difficult for you, and see what methods you, an experienced old hag, will use to take down a 'straight man' like me.

After eating, Julie watched TV for a while and then became sleepy. The widowed sister sent her to sleep in the room, and Le Xia also went back to the room and chatted with the magic cloak that had been dried by herself for a while.

When Le Xia was away during the day, the cloak was not idle either.

It washed itself and dried it on the balcony. While basking in the sun leisurely, it monitored the movement of this room and the surrounding area.

After a day of observation, the cloak found that this room should not be under surveillance, and Sasha Hammer couldn't find it.

This is just an ordinary and quiet white-collar apartment.

After promising the cloak to go to the mall another day to buy it a women's coat to be his girlfriend, Le Xia was ready to wash and sleep.

As soon as Le Xia scratched her head and walked out of the door, she saw the door of the bathroom not far away opened, and the widow sister walked out from inside wearing a towel.

The four eyes met, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

The widow's bath towel is not very long, and it just covers everything that should be covered.

And this kind of coincidence, in many cases, is often more attractive than being unable to hide it.

The widow's face was pretending to be shy, and at the same time she made a cover-up movement. Such a cover-up only doubled her allure.

Boy, see if you're not hooked yet.

But Le Xia on the opposite side suddenly looked at the bathroom behind Widow Sister with a big brain at this moment.

I thought to myself, I don't know if the widow sister's bath water has been released, if not, I can pack it up and sell it to Adu, it should be able to sell for a lot of money.

"Sorry, I thought you were asleep," the widow smiled shyly, bowed her head and was about to walk into the room.

Seeing the back of the widow sister running away in a panic, Le Xia was also dumbfounded.

Are all the agents working so hard? For a small character who might be helpful, Fuli actually gave it away as he said.

Recalling the scene just now, Le Xia felt strongly puzzled, why...it was pink.

Years are like a butcher's knife, it doesn't make sense that it won't be sharp when it comes to Widow Sister.

(End of this chapter)