Warm tea and wine

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10

10. Dinner...

In the afternoon, Wen Xi moved the full-length mirror dedicated by her aunt back to the room.

Wen Xi was blowing the air conditioner in the living room to smooth the fur of the little fox, while Gu Shao sat in the living room and wrote and drew on the drawings on the round table.No matter how you look at this scene, it looks like a family of three.

The bored gentle beauty pulled out a big black box tied with a champagne bow from under the beauty couch.

Gu Shao was moving his pen for a while.

Congee porridge immediately lay down and crossed his paws, looking at Wenxi with bright eyes.

Miss Wen gathered her clothes, opened the box, took out a neatly folded towel, and spread it layer by layer under Congee's body.Next, I took out a small box from the black box, and opened it full of files, nail clippers of various sizes.Wen Meiren looked at Porridge gently lifting one of his paws, picked up a palm-sized cushion and put it under the paw, and began to cut the nails "click" and "click".

All the clipped nails fell on the towel, and Porridge squinted his eyes so comfortably that he just wanted to sleep.

Once one is cut, replace it with the other.Cut the front paws and cut the back paws.

Just when Gu Shao was so envious and jealous that Miss Wen's cut was almost finished, Wen Xi put away the small silver box, picked up the porridge and went to the bathroom to wash his paws.After a while, he hugged the fox and sat on the beauty's couch, took out a bottle of chrysanthemum essential oil and began to massage the porridge's meat pads.

Gu Jiuran put down his pens.Was he really—jealous?Whoever raises a fox in a normal family will apply essential oils to massage his meat pads.If he is willing, there will naturally be a group of women behind him who will massage him, apply essential oils or even do something else, but the time is wrong and the person is wrong. If it is not his stream, then there is nothing to envy or hate.Gu Jiuran thought sourly, but didn't realize that he was eating the jealousy of a fox.

Porridge porridge lay comfortably on the beauty couch, leaning against the porcelain pillow, drying her wet and fragrant paws.

After applying the essential oil, Wen Xi took out a mint green crystal perfume bottle.He sprayed some on his hands, rubbed it away, wiped his ears first, and then wiped it down along the sides of Porridge's back, and immediately there was a faint smell of red sandalwood mint mixed with citrus in the air.

Under the elaborate dress of our "virtuous" warm beauty, the delicious porridge is out of the oven——

Wen Xi packed up the perfume and began to look at Gu Jiuran's drawings: "What is this?"

Gu Jiuran smiled slightly, and added two strokes to the paper: "What do you look like?"

A long, thin rectangle was drawn on the paper, with roses and thorns and a cross vaguely outlined on it.

"European-style coffin? You make props for the props group?" Wen Meiren's answer gave Gu Shao a headache.

"No, it's the sofa." Gu Shao felt that it was better to answer earlier, in case there were some guesses that made him more embarrassed, it would be bad.

"I designed it to be 77 centimeters high, [-] meters long, and [-] centimeters wide. It can be opened and closed in the middle, and can be used as a bed when opened, just like a vampire's coffin. It is a sofa when closed. There are some classic ones on it. Vampire elements, roses, reverse crosses, vines. I just don’t know whether to make it dark red or black.”

"I think the dark red one is better." Wen Xi won't admit that he likes this sofa a little, but he still fantasizes about a dark red European-style vampire coffin under his water-red bed, no, it's a sofa scene.

Seems pretty good.Queen Wen asked bluntly: "How much is the basic production cost?"

Gu Jiuran held his pen and laughed, looking at Xiaoxi's appearance, oh, it's quite cute.

Wen Xi poked at the blueprint: "I want to order one, dark red, with a black reverse cross. How much?"

Gu Shao stretched out his hand: "Five thousand."

Wen Meiren immediately used her mobile phone to make a payment.

But Gu Jiuran found that the account information reminded him that it was 4999 yuan.He looked up at Wen Xi, who was smiling strangely, with a strange feeling in his heart.Wen Xi smiled, and took out a one-yuan coin from his pocket and handed it to Gu Shao: "Take the senior, as a man, you have to be like him and make a sofa." After speaking, he shook the coin.

The corners of poor Gu Jiuran's mouth twitched stiffly, a one-yuan coin with two sides, this is really——

night.

Wen Xi stood in the kitchen and fastened her apron, stood in front of the refrigerator and opened the refrigerator to start looking through the ingredients.After fiddling a few times, he looked back at Gu Jiuran who was drawing endlessly on the tracing paper and asked, "What's for dinner?"

Gu Jiuran, who has very good eyesight, saw Queen Wen's pink fingers unconsciously gesturing twice on a box of beef and said very understandingly, "Let's eat steak."

Wenxi immediately took out three boxes of sirloin beef and closed the refrigerator with a "snap", with a sorry tone and the queen's eyes: "I'm really sorry, I don't have beef eye here, only sirloin steak-you don't mind?" That rose slightly The evoked soft tone combined with his eyes clearly expressed his wish: "Don't shame your face, eat whatever is offered to you, and get out if you don't eat".

The loyal Gu Jiuran looks calm but is anxiously looking at his Xiaoxi leaning against the refrigerator in a pink and tender Ali apron—the big refrigerator reflects the small him very much—petite and cute ?

Loyal Dog wagged his tail: "I don't mind." Please play freely~ Ahh~

Queen Wen thought for a while and took two more pears and a piece of butter from the refrigerator. Her white, tender and crisp calves were shaking under the apron, making a loyal dog dizzy.

But Queen Wen was still saying: "Is medium rare good? Sirloin steak is best to be medium rare and it tastes good."

"Okay." This is Gu Jiuran's answer without hesitation, who has forgotten that he likes to eat half-cooked ribeye.Then he followed Wen Xi into the kitchen.

The kitchen is not very big, about [-] square meters.There is a wooden lacquer refrigerator at the entrance, and there is a door opposite the refrigerator, which is the dining room.The kitchen is in a log style, very natural and fresh.There is a small window on the light orange wall, and a plastic curtain for shading is hung on the window, hanging down to half a meter above the pool.On the cooking table is a set of knives, a row of seasoning bottles with two blades, and a delicate passion fruit.Bowls, plates, knives, forks and chopsticks are placed under the cooking table, and shovels and spoons are hung on the wall. Everything looks so orderly.

Wen Xi took out a bag of mushrooms that he bought in the morning from the sink, took a bowl and turned on the tap to start washing the mushrooms.Pink crystal-like nails jump on the milky white mushroom, rub, rub, scrape, and twist—someone who looks straight wants to be a mushroom.

Gu Jiuran took a few breaths, and couldn't help but stepped forward: "Student, I'm done with the drawings, what can I do for you?"

Wen Xi stopped washing mushrooms, turned his head, looked at Gu Jiuran's outfit, and continued to wash mushrooms with a strange expression.

The loyal dog secretly gritted his teeth looking at the famous brand he had carefully selected today.

Probably because a loyal dog had too much resentment, God gave him another chance.Wen Meiren said: "Senior, I want to use olive oil to fry steak, but it seems that I ran out of it two days ago, can I trouble you to buy a bottle?"

It's more than good, it's great, a certain loyal dog is in full bloom.

Wen Xi turned around and wiped his hands on the apron, took out a piece of pink and a key and put them in Gu Jiuran's hand.Its posture is similar to that of the owner who gave the dog a dog bone.

It's one thing to see it, but another thing to touch Wen Xi's soft little hand. Gu Jiuran's mind is shaken by the silky touch.Gu Jiuran took back his hand after eating the tofu without any trace, and put it away as soon as it was ready. If he touched it for a while, Xiaoxi would probably get angry—anyway, there will be a long time in the future.

Gu Shao took the money calmly, turned around, went out, closed the door and made soy sauce, no, it was olive oil.

Wen Xi rubbed his hand in confusion, why was it so hot, did he wash the mushrooms too hard? (Son is slow~~)

Gu Jiuran, who didn't know that his queen had begun to waver, drove to the market to buy a bottle of olive oil. Even if he touched the cold olive oil bottle in his hand, he still felt the soft and warm touch of his queen in the palm of his hand.

Over the past 20 years, people have called him various names and pronouns. Looking back now, only the "senior" from the delicate lips of my own creek is the most beautiful and cutest.

The day before, he was calling his name, but today he was calling him a senior.What a leap this is, almost surpassing life and death, flying away from death. (V is mighty~~~~)

As the saying goes, the spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, trampling on X all the way.Gu Shaokai’s small transportation was no exception, and he drove back to his and Wenxi’s "love nest" lightly and skillfully. On the way, he didn’t forget to buy Wenxi’s favorite roast duck buns to take back with him based on the information he found out. .

Gu Jiuran took out his key, and when he opened the door, he could smell the sweet pear fragrance.He took off his shoes and flip-flops and went into the kitchen, and saw Wen Xi looking at him with a small bowl of sweet clear juice.

Wen Xi looked at the olive oil in his hand and nodded slightly: "Put it down."

Young Master Gu obediently obeyed Wenxi's instructions and executed them as quickly as—ahem, save some face for Young Master Gu.As soon as Gu Jiuran put down the olive oil, Jiu Xianbao raised the bag in his right hand and shook it: "It's only five o'clock, so let's eat some snacks first."

Wen Xi nodded, put down the bowl, bent down, took out two pairs of chopsticks, and handed one pair to him. Gu Jiuran opened the bag, took the chopsticks, picked up a white and tender bun, blew it, and brought it to Wen Xi's lips.

Wen Xi looked at Baozi in surprise and then at the owner of the chopsticks.

"Eat, aren't you hungry?"

Wen Xi blinked, opened his mouth awkwardly, and took a bite hesitantly.

The juice is delicious and the meat is delicate. It seems to be more delicious than the ones you have eaten before?

Gu Jiuran was holding the steamed stuffed bun, and he ate the steamed stuffed bun bit by bit when he saw this that moved his heart.

Xiaoxi, can you