Songhai eye-catching

Wei Zhuang was sitting on the sofa in the living room, listening to music, a lot of alcohol had made him drowsy.But when Gai Nie approached, he suddenly woke up.

"You are very hungry, you don't have time to learn complicated ones. You should deal with it first." Then he pulled him up and walked towards the restaurant.

Two bowls of steaming shredded pork noodles had been placed on the dining table, and the aroma of oil and green onions wafted into Wei Zhuang's nose with hot air, which immediately made his stomach feel more empty.He sat down and looked at the well-matched noodles, and found that the shredded pork, carrots, and vegetables were of the same length and width.Take a bite of the noodles again, the taste is completely different from the one made by the maid.

"Is this hand-rolled noodles?" Wei Zhuang thought to himself, there is no shortage of dried noodles, udon noodles, and pasta at home, and the servants can only use machines to press noodles.Although the taste is good, you really don't mind the trouble.

Gai Nie nodded and said, "You drank too much wine, this won't burden your stomach. How does it taste?"

"The knife skills are good." Wei Zhuang didn't answer directly, but lowered his head and started to eat.There are no modern condiments such as tempeh, oyster sauce, chicken sauce, old soup, five-spice powder, etc., and even MSG. It is entirely the fragrance, sweetness, crispness, softness, and mutual benefit of the ingredients themselves. Gently Soothes the taste buds damaged by strong alcohol.

Gai Nie originally wondered if Xiao Zhuang thought it was too bland, but when he finished eating, he began to look at another bowl, knowing in his heart that he liked it.Gai Nie happily pushed his own bowl and said, "Here you are."

Wei Zhuang was not polite either, he brought it over and ate it quickly, and then asked: "What do you do?"

Gai Nie felt that the other party finally started to care about him, and was about to say that there are still rolled noodles, and I will make them later.Unexpectedly, Wei Zhuang went on to say: "I will tidy up here later, clean the room, and put the bath water. If you faint from hunger, who will do the work!"

"..." Who asked you to drive the servant away?Who told you to eat up both bowls and then ask me who does the work?In the past, you wanted to practice swords, and I was a senior brother, so it's okay to help you take care of it.Now that more than 2000 years have passed, you can't make progress!

Of course Gai Nie would not say that, and his expression was still plain: "No".Seeing Wei Zhuang's "don't get dizzy" expression, he could only shake his head helplessly and go down by himself.

Gai Nie tidied up the kitchen and living room, and prepared to fill Wei Zhuang with bath water.He stepped into Wei Zhuang's bedroom and found that the other party had actually finished washing, and was leaning on a soft pillow in a bathrobe to make a phone call.Gai Nie looked at the open bathroom door, and went in to tidy up.

"Take a dry towel, my hair is too wet." Wei Zhuang said to Gai Nie while covering the phone, and then pointed to the small cabinet next to the bathroom door.

Gai Nie found a dry towel there, took it to Wei Zhuang, and helped him wipe his hair.

"Where is the hair dryer?" Ge Nie asked while wiping.

Wei Zhuang hung up the phone and replied, "Are you a nanny and you ask me?"

"You are the master of this place. You don't even have a handover of work. No wonder I'm here." Ge Nie said calmly.

Wei Zhuang grabbed Gai Nie's clothes, pushed him down on the bed and said, "Don't talk back if you know I'm the master. Find a way!"

Ge Nie tensed his muscles subconsciously, looking for an opportunity to get up, but seeing the awkward look in Wei Zhuang's eyes, he realized that Xiao Zhuang was not trying to do it because he was angry, but was trying to cover up the embarrassment of not knowing his family.So Gai Nie relaxed and lay there, let him press his chest and reached out to touch Wei Zhuang's hair and said, "It's so short, it will dry soon. Wait until the hair is dry before going to sleep."

Wei Zhuang looked at him and felt that his implication was as if he had long hair.But how is that possible, the original color of the hair is eye-catching enough, but if it grows long, it will be too cartoony.

Wei Zhuang ignored him and fell asleep on the pillow. In fact, he was really sleepy too.Ge Nie sat up, spread a new dry towel on his lap, then lifted Wei Zhuang's head up, and said in a low voice, "Don't sleep, you will have a headache. Shall I massage your head?"

Wei Zhuang felt comfortable on his lap, so he let him.Then ask, "You say that statue is yours?"

Gently rubbing the acupuncture point on his head, Ge Nie said, "Yes. I can feel it in this room."

The statue was indeed in Wei Zhuang's bedroom, but he wasn't surprised.Although the statue is placed in a corner, it is not surprising that an observant person would see it.

"That belongs to Qin Mo, how can you say it is yours?" Wei Zhuang deliberately misled him.

"It's from the middle of the Western Han Dynasty. Although there is no money, it doesn't come from the people." Gai Nie corrected, "At that time, the magnetism in the core of the jade material did not show through, and it was very common. He was a jade carving master for official use. I chose it in the material, but I never thought about carving something, so I was kept by my side. I hit it off with him, and I could give him energy when he was very tired. On the day when the oil ran out and the lamp dried up, he still touched it. That piece of jade is a bit of a pity. I helped him continue to carve this statue for a whole day."

"Has he seen what you look like, or does he say you look alike?"

"We don't look alike, but I can make him see me in his head. That's how you see me before."

"Wait a minute, can you help people continue their strength, or this piece of jade? Where are you? How did you let him print your image in his mind?" Wei Zhuang asked with interest, not at all. Sleepy.

"It's me who can help him continue. Jade is just a carrier. I'm in the magnetic core. I transmit part of the energy to the frontal lobe of his brain to stimulate his optic nerve, making him feel that he can 'see'. In fact, it is my memory. The form of 'energy wave' was transmitted to him, forming a visual image. Of course, this is the way Nie Yuanfan described it, and people called it 'Tuomeng' at that time."

Gai Nie was very nervous when he said it, worried that Wei Zhuang would immediately deny him like last time.But Wei Zhuang did not.I don't know if it's because the lighting is too soft or the posture of the two is too close, but Wei Zhuang's expression is relaxed, as if he just wants to enjoy the warmth in front of him and doesn't intend to destroy it.

"Then help me too." Wei Zhuang showed a rare peaceful smile on his face.

"Not everyone can accept this kind of continuation. Over the years, I have only met five people. Nie Yuanfan is the most receptive among them. And you can't accept it at all. If I forcefully deliver it, you will be hurt." Gai Nie said seriously.

Wei Zhuang sat up with a grunt, and said very proudly: "Didn't you just say that, you also gave me a dream, why didn't you say no more? I caught your contradiction. "