Chapter Eighty-Nine: Dark Coke Wings

"Hello, I'm the author of Breaking the Sky, Cuttlefish. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

Qin Xuan typed again.

And the beautiful author, who was still chattering, fell into a quiet state after seeing Qin Xuan's news.

It wasn't until a moment later that the man asked in an inquiring tone, "Are you really the author of Breaking the Firmament?" ”

Seeing that everyone met for the first time, Qin Xuan was also helpless, but he could only patiently explain again.

"I'm really the author of Breaking the Sky, like a fake."

Seeing that Qin Xuan really admitted, the beautiful author directly sent out some shiny expressions and said.

"Group leader, I didn't expect you to do a good thing this time."

Seeing the beautiful author say this, he couldn't help but speak out when he was originally lurking in the group.

"Aha, thanks for the compliment."

Seeing these people's funny words, Qin Xuan also felt quite warm, and then after chatting with the group members inside for a while, Qin Xuan withdrew from the group chat and started to code words with peace of mind.

In the kitchen, Lin Ya's voice came from time to time, and after Qin Xuan coded it for a while, he frowned.

Since Lin Ya came to her house to eat and drink, in addition to suffering from the dark cuisine, she also had to endure Lin Ya's chatter, even if she hid in her own house, she could still hear Lin Ya's high-decibel voice.

So much so that in the past few days, the efficiency of codewords has decreased a lot compared with usual.

Qin Xuan, who came to the kitchen, looked at Lin Ya and his mother who were busy recording, and pouted slightly.

I don't know what dark cuisine will come out today.

Anyway, since Lin Ya came to his house on the first day, she has been begging her mother to teach her to cook, and she is still doing tricks every day, if it weren't for her good physical fitness, she might have been put down by Lin Ya a long time ago.

"Lin Ya, what are you going to do this time," Qin Xuan said with a reluctant smile.

He is clear now, if his performance does not satisfy Lin Ya, then his food will definitely not be delicious, this is a bloody lesson, Qin Xuan has already learned to behave.

When Lin Ya was satisfied with herself, then, although the food was still a little unpalatable, it could still be swallowed.

Hearing Qin Xuan's inquiry, Lin Ya turned her head to look at Qin Xuan and said, "You are blessed to make Coke chicken wings today." ”

"Oh, yes," Qin Xuan muttered to himself, then turned to his mother and said, "Mom, this is what you taught?" How do I remember, you've never made Coke chicken wings. ”

"Hey, I have already finished teaching in the past few days, and now Xiaoya found it on the Internet by herself, and then she learns and does it."

"What, how is it possible, it's so fast, Mom, you have twenty years of cooking experience, how can she finish it so quickly?"

"Isn't it okay if I'm a genius," Seeing Qin Xuan's disbelieving expression, Lin Ya said unhappily.

Hearing Lin Ya's words, Qin Xuan was noncommittal.

But this expression fell in Lin Ya's eyes, but it made Lin Ya itch with hatred.

"Hmph, you offended this girl," Lin Ya said to herself, then picked up the Coke and sprinkled it regardless of it.

At this moment, Lin Ya's movements were captured by Qin Xuan.

"Lin Ya, what are you doing?"

Seeing Qin Xuan's incredulous look, Lin Ya said arrogantly.

"I'm making Coke wings, can't you tell."

"I know, but even if it's Coke chicken wings, you won't pour a bottle of Coke into it," Looking at the empty Coke bottle in Lin Ya's hand, Qin Xuan secretly took a breath of cold air, and then said.

"Yes, maybe I'm mistaken," Lin Ya glanced at Qin Xuan, and then continued to bury her head in it.

Seeing Lin Ya's fluttering 'misremember', he was about to take over the matter, and Qin Xuan couldn't help but complain.

"It's definitely intentional, huh, but in that case, I'll see how you eat it later."

Qin Xuan, who was muttering to himself, looked at Lin Ya, who was still busy, thinking that out of sight was clear, leaving the kitchen, and returning to his cabin again, ready to code.

This kind of life is very monotonous, but Qin Xuan is still happy with it.

After continuing to bury his head in nearly five thousand words, Qin Xuan heard his mother's voice coming from the kitchen.

"Xiao Xuan, it's time to eat."

Hearing his mother's words, Qin Xuan shuddered, but he remembered Lin Ya's Coke chicken wings just now, and thought that those black things were about to enter his mouth, Qin Xuan felt that his stomach suddenly became uncomfortable.

Enduring the feeling of vomiting rushing upwards, Qin Xuan came to the table with a dark face, looked at the few dishes on the table that had long been indisputable, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Come, Xiao Xuan, how about a taste of Xiao Ya's craftsmanship, this is Xiao Ya's debut?" Qin Xuan's mother looked at Qin Xuan with a smile and said.

Hearing his mother's words, and seeing Lin Ya's expectant gaze, Qin Xuan stretched out his right hand tremblingly, picked up the chopsticks on the table, carefully picked up a piece of chicken wings, and slowly sent it to his mouth.

After chewing it, Qin Xuan's complexion changed, he frowned, and looked at Lin Ya again.

"I'll go to the bathroom first, and suddenly I feel a little pain in my stomach," Qin Xuan got up and walked towards the toilet as he spoke.

"This kid, can't you go again after speaking, you have to go at this time, and you haven't said how this dish is," Qin Xuan's mother complained.

But Lin Ya's gaze flashed with a touch of cunning, although Qin Xuan didn't say it explicitly, but from his expression, Lin Ya knew that this dish must have failed, but it didn't matter, this was originally made by himself to take revenge on Qin Xuan, since it was so unpalatable, I just didn't eat it.

"Auntie, it's okay, let's try the other dishes ourselves, the Coke chicken wings will be left for Qin Xuan, and we'll ask when he comes out."

"It's still Xiaoya well-behaved, that's okay, let's eat first, and we won't wait for that kid."

As she spoke, Qin Xuan's mother started her chopsticks first.

And Qin Xuan, who hid in the toilet, spit out the chicken wings that he had chewed a few times, and at the same time, he also drank some water and began to rinse his mouth.

After rinsing his mouth, Qin Xuan looked at the rather embarrassed self in the mirror and couldn't help but complain.

"I'll go, it's so sweet, who can eat it, forget it, for the sake of my future life, I'd better hide for a while, and when they taste the taste of Coke chicken wings, I think they will understand me."

In this way, when Qin Xuan stayed in the toilet for about ten minutes, he felt that the time was almost up, so he walked out, pretending to have just finished going to the toilet, and came to the dining table.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan was stunned, at this time, on the table, except for the Coke chicken wings that were still intact, there were few other dishes left.

Seeing the scene at the dining table, Qin Xuan wanted to cry without tears.

"Xiao Xuan, what's wrong?" Seeing Qin Xuan's ugly expression, Qin Xuan's mother asked worriedly.

"It's okay, Mother, it's just that my stomach is suddenly a little uncomfortable again."

Hearing Qin Xuan's words, Lin Ya at the dining table laughed secretly.