Warm tea and wine

Suddenly realizing that he couldn't see, he laughed dumbly: "No, cheese baked rice is very good, I often eat this at Pizza Hut, if I want to buy some drinks at night, will you come?"

"No, I'm going to make lychee sweet-scented osmanthus syrup. If the rice is baked, it will be served with mushroom soup. Do you want to add tomato salad?"

Gu Jiuran thought that Wen Xi didn't eat much, and it seemed that this salad was specially added for him, so he replied with a smile: "No, lychee and sweet-scented osmanthus syrup is quite troublesome, you can just make tomato juice, and the salad doesn't need to be troublesome. "

"Then—then I'll hang up—you come back early." Wen Xi didn't feel that there was a problem with her words at all, and hung up calmly after hearing the senior say "I'll be back early" gently.

But Gu Jiuran turned the world upside down.

"Look, everyone said 'come back soon', what kind of affection are you showing among our group of leftover men and women?" Yuan Yaya was the first to attack when she knew about it.

"Still pick and choose, no sweet-scented osmanthus syrup but tomato juice—" The one who made the weird voice was Su Yi.

Yuan Qingqing knocked on Su Yi's head, using the same pair of scissors that made him tremble in fright: "What do you understand, this is the boss hurting people, how troublesome is the lychee sweet-scented osmanthus syrup, tomato juice will be fine." said Playing and blinking ambiguously: "The boss is 'tight' enough to hide the truth, all the ladies from which family are living together."

Yuan Yaya immediately wanted to introduce the boss's good friend to her good sister (hey, it's not done yet...), but Gu Jiuran looked at her with a smile and said, "Yaya is going to Paris for 'business' next week. Just speak up." After speaking, he gave her a warning look, he didn't want his Wenxi to be watched by a group of psychopaths.

Yuan Qingqing rushed forward immediately: "I hate it, don't let me have this chance——"

Yuan Yaya immediately said hypocritically: "I happened to be there when the old man of the Gu family called to talk about this matter, so such a good thing happened to me." At this moment, her mobile phone suddenly started singing "In Shanda's Jinjiang Net There are a bunch of little rotten ones—” She opened it in great bewilderment—

"SMS: from boss

Yuan Yaya, if you dare to reveal Wen Xi's existence, I will tell your two younger sisters that you have taken away their chance to go to Paris on business, you understand what I mean. PS; I went home first, and he was still waiting for me.

Gu Jiuran"

Yuan Yaya naturally knew who the "he" was referring to, and when she looked up, Gu Jiuran had disappeared.Yuan Yaya immediately deleted this article, gnashing her teeth, Boss, you are cruel!

Wen Xi was beating eggs slowly at home, the sound of slapping mixed with the sound of chopsticks hitting the wall of the bowl made the whole kitchen lively.

Add a spoonful of salt to the egg liquid, stir it, pour it into a hot pan with a layer of olive oil on the bottom of the pan and fry it slowly.The egg liquid slowly solidified and became fragrant. Wenxi immediately filled it with a spatula, poured some green beans and corn kernels into it with a little olive oil and stir-fried. After only 1 minute of frying, the color of the corn and green beans changed, and the pot also burst into flames. The aroma of green beans and corn came out.

Wen Xi poured out all the leftover rice at noon, scattered it and fried it.Add chicken curry powder and salt in order, add two spoonfuls of water and stir fry.

It's time for the red sausage.Wenxi put all the fried eggs with red sausage into the pan and stir-fried to make sure they were evenly mixed, poured them into three small plates, and spread the pre-prepared shredded mozzarella cheese thickly. Layer it on the rice, put the plate in the oven, bake it at 220 degrees for a quarter of an hour and it will be perfect.

Thinking of the slightly burnt baked rice overflowing with milk, Wen Xi himself was hungry.Anyway, Wen Xi decided to make milk tomato juice while the oven was working for a quarter of an hour.

He happily opened the refrigerator and took out two tomatoes. When he saw the smiling Ahri, Wenxi was in a good mood. He washed the tomatoes and scalded them, and used the self-taught levitation technique to make the hot tomatoes float. Squeeze the space to squeeze the tomato into a fine juice that slowly drips into the juice glass.

Wen Meiren snapped her fingers, and the milk carton flew over, and the fine and pure white milk was slowly poured into the glass, making the bright red in the glass gradually fade, and finally turned into a light pink.

An amber bead the size of a ping-pong ball flew out of the jar of honey and popped into the drink.The lemon jumped up and hit the knife, and a small petal fell off. He twisted his waist, jumped onto the glass and began to squeeze the lemonade. Even the mint growing in the kitchen dropped two leaves and jumped to the ground. in the drink.

A stirrer flew out of the glass with a splash, slowly fell into the glass three times to the left and twisted three times to the right, then the glass began to float and tilt, and the drink in the glass began to roll, and jumped to two places along the stirrer. in a small glass and a horseshoe bowl.

Wen Xi nodded in satisfaction, and with a few finger movements, all the dirty pots and bowls lined up into the sink, the faucet was automatically turned on to turn on the water, and the rag detergent started to work, and it was all cleaned after 3 minutes.

Cheese baked rice was ready too. Wen Xi put on his gloves and took out the plate and put it on the tray. He also put the tomato milk juice on it and brought it to the restaurant. Waiting for Gu Jiuran to come back.

The author has something to say: Tears... My stomach hurts all night, and I forgot the plot I planned... Really depressed

21

21. Jasmine and lotus leaves...

Naturally, Gu Jiuran doesn't know the little sweetness and depression in his sweetheart's heart at the moment.When he drove past the flower and bird market, he saw a pot of jasmine, and he couldn't help remembering that he liked the little double-petaled jasmine the most.

Gu Shao then bought the pot of flowers and drove home with them. Thinking of Jasmine's words, he couldn't help showing a determined smile.

Jasmine language, you are mine.

￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥￥

Gu Jiuran stood at the door foolishly laughing holding the flowers he had just bought, and felt ashamed after laughing for a while.Take out the key, insert it, twist.

The door opened with a "snap", and then a strong smell of fresh cheese wafted out.

Wen Xi ran out of the room with a bang, holding a pair of slippers in his hand, smiling coquettishly: "Senior is back? The slippers are washed today, and your shoes are here." She shook the herringbone in her hand drag.

Gu Jiuran likes this warm home feeling very much, he smiled: "Should you give me your shoes, Axi."

Wen Xi winked once and said cutely: "I washed your shoes for you and helped you get your slippers. What did you give me?"

Gu Jiuran shook Little Jasmine in his hands (son, tap me, I'm your mother!) and said with a smile, "That's all."

Wenxi likes jasmine very much. It blooms three times a year. It is fragrant like a tide. It can bloom in the clear spring water or solidify in the crystal jelly. It can add a touch of spring to the head of the bed and a scent of fragrance to the breath.So Wen Xi readily threw down his slippers and carried Jasmine away.

Gu Jiuran shook his head helplessly, changed out of his sandals, stepped on the slippers and went into the kitchen to wash his hands and prepare for dinner.

The pot of little jasmine just now was placed on the table in the dining room, and a plate of the same color as the flower pot was placed under it.On the dining table were three plates of cheese baked rice, two cups and one bowl of tomato milk juice, and three bowls of thickly boiled mushroom soup.

Wen Xi sat in front of the table, still feeding the fox with a spoon in his hand.That annoying fox looks sluggish today, with red eyes and a pouted mouth?Taking small bites after eating, it seems to be sick.

Gu Jiuran smiled happily, sat down beside Wenxi and picked up a spoon to eat. The cheese on the surface was slightly burnt, and it was crunchy when chewed.The sausage in the cheese baked rice is neither fat nor oily, smooth, tender and crispy, the green beans are crispy and soft, and the corn is very chewy, and it is not annoying at all when combined.Take another sip of mushroom soup, fresh but not greasy.The tomato milk is sour and sweet, and the pretty color not only looks good, but also tastes good, which suits my taste very well.

Wen Xi saw that the senior liked the sour taste very much, so he decided to make more sour food in the future. Maybe a long time later, no, soon there will be a woman who washes his hands and makes soup for him every day. Why do I need myself?

Thinking of this, the originally fragrant and sweet mushroom soup became sour. After taking two sips of Wenxi, I felt my throat was choked and I couldn't eat anymore.Thinking that there will be a woman standing between him and his senior in the future, his stomach will bulge, how can he have the desire to eat.

Wen Xi, who had lost his appetite, simply put down his chopsticks and spoons, and concentrated on feeding the little fox. Seeing Gu Shao disapproving, he held down the spoon that Wen Xi sent into the mouth of the porridge, and by the way held Wenxi Baibainen With tender little hands, he said in a hoarse voice: "Eat well, how can you play while eating?"

Wen Xi twisted twice: "I didn't play."

Gu Jiuran smiled: "Feed the fox while eating—isn't this considered a game?" After speaking, he withdrew his hand.

"No, it's not fun, okay?" Wen Xi rolled his eyes, and continued to feed the little fox: "His tooth is broken, I have to feed him." Scoop up a spoonful of soup, and carefully send it to the porridge He wiped his mouth with a tissue when he was done: "I just ate too many snacks and I don't want to eat. Don't worry about me." But the tone sounded like anger.

"Oh, everyone is worried." Gu Jiuran lamented.

As soon as Wen Xi heard it, she couldn't help it: "Why, are you still arguing with Sister Yuan?" But she cursed in her heart: "It's best to quarrel! It's better to fail!"

"No quarrel." Gu Jiuran saw a certain queen's disappointed look, and his heart moved: "It's just that there is a design competition recently, which is very troublesome."

After hearing this, Wen Xi simply pushed the bowl away, propped his chin and asked, "At the end of August—is it the design competition in Fort Roach?