Chapter 125: Spicy Eyes
"You haven't been out all day, and you've been drawing such useless things?"
Looking at Jiang Nan, who was almost buried in a pile of white paper, Zhou cub was startled. , the latest chapter access: Π¨Π¨Π¨.79xs.Π‘ΠΎΠ .
"Little fart knows a fart, these things may be able to save your life, hurry up and pick up two and take a look, I will be merciful and kind-hearted and will not ask you for money."
Jiang Nan spoke, did not stop the movements in his hands, and worked hard to portray.
"What are you drawing? When I was in kindergarten, I drew better than you. Picking up a stack of blank paper casually, Zhou cub looked at it himself.
"Little brat, don't BB if you don't understand! Can you understand Van Gogh's paintings, not to mention that there is a sense of criticism in people's 'pumping' images, how can it become a kindergarten level for me? β
In fact, you can't blame Zhou cub for not being able to understand it, every picture of Jiangnan is just a simple drawing, just have a mark, and sometimes directly replace it with letters.
It is important to look for the fastest and most effective escape route among these markers.
"Cut, can you compare to Van Gogh?"
"Actually, the gap between me and Van Gogh is the lack of an ear." Jiang Nan pretended to be 'forced' and said, "By the way, what about Jun Yao?" β
"Sister Junyao has an activity in the club tonight, and she will come back late." Zhou cub subconsciously replied, suddenly thought of something, and glared at Jiang Nan, "Junyao is also your name?" You're really welcome, aren't you? β
"I'm always unkind, you must have learned it on the first day we met, right?"
"You...... Say! Do you want to bubble Sister Junyao? β
"There are more people who are called by me, what poetry, Bingbing, Mi Mi, Byby, do I have to soak them? The little girl really thinks about it! β
Jiang Nan didn't admit it, but he sighed secretly in his heart, is Lao Tzu so obvious?
"Cut, you don't have to pretend for me!"
Zhou cub squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Nan, as if he wanted to see through it, "I've found out something is wrong since last night, Sister Junyao beat you, if you don't fight back, I say two words to you, and you will fix me." β
"That's because you owe your mouth!"
Jiang Nan shot back unceremoniously, "And first, this person has always been able to move his mouth without using his hands, and second, I don't beat the 'female' child, so Junyao beat me, I endured it; β
"Really?"
"Nonsense! Yes!! β
Jiang Nan has been carefully portraying, who would have thought that Zhou cub opened his mouth and bit on his arm, looked at the blood marks that appeared, and shouted, "Are you a dog?" β
"It's what you said that you can move your mouth without using your hands, and you don't hit the 'girl' child, I just want to experiment." Zhou cub deliberately pretended to be innocent, but how could the cunning in the corner of his eyes deceive Jiang Nan's eyes.
"I forgot to add, I don't beat 'girl' children, but I make an exception for you, because in my eyes you are a dog, and I like to beat dogs the most."
Jiang Nan was about to pounce, so frightened that Zhou cub hurriedly jumped aside, hurriedly rushed into the kitchen, and left a sentence, "I went to cook, Sister Junyao used to cook, and today I finally have the opportunity to let her taste my craftsmanship." β
Regardless of whether Zhou cub went to the kitchen to really cook, or hid in it to take refuge, Jiang Nan didn't bother to bother with him anyway, and continued to lie on the coffee table and depict.
But......
After ten minutes, a thick smoke drifted out of the kitchen, choking Jiang Nan and wanting to cough a little.
The air was filled with the smell of chili peppers or other stinging 'exciting' and 'sexual' ingredients, and in just a few seconds, Jiang Nan's tears flowed out unconsciously.
"Damn, what about you building biological weapons in there?"
Jiang Nanqiang endured and walked into the kitchen, only to see Zhou cub wearing an apron holding a spoon in his right hand, and his left hand kept 'touching' the tears that flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably, and it seemed that he was choked.
Looking at the pot, the smoke was too strong, Jiang Nan didn't see what was inside, only knew that there was constant smoke coming out of it.
"I said, are you 'stirring up smoke'?" Jiang Nan asked the other party angrily.
"Ahem! Cough!! Do you know how to 'get' these cigarettes away? β
Zhou cub didn't have time to quarrel with Jiangnan, and this time he asked Jiangnan for advice.
"Isn't that a range hood?" Jiang Nan casually pointed to the range hood.
"I ...... I haven't used this thing! Zhou cub looked at Jiang Nan embarrassedly, and then looked at the big guy above curiously, "This thing is remote controlled?" β
"T serve You! You think it's TV? β
Jiang Nan hurriedly walked over, pressed the switch on it, and opened the window on one side by the way, so that the smoke would disperse quickly.
It is often said that if you want a person's cooking skills to be good or bad, don't let you see whether the things you make are 'color' and fragrance, or whether they can be eaten, just from the understanding of the kitchen can judge whether she can eat the things she makes, and from the cooking posture you can judge whether it is 'color' and fragrance.
At this moment, Jiang Nan can already judge the cooking skills of this girl!
Zhou cub's cooking skills have dropped to the point where it is not a question of whether it can be eaten, but whether it can be made.
"What are you doing? Make such a big smoke? β
"Sister Junyao likes to eat spicy things, so I fried some chili peppers first." As he spoke, Zhou cub turned his head to look at the pot, "Huh? Where's my chili? β
"It may have been fried into a pile of black charcoal by you, and the rest of it turned into smoke and flew away!"
Jiang Nan saw the black thing in the pot, and subconsciously covered his eyes, damn, now he finally understands what spicy eyes are.
"What then?" Zhou cub looked disappointed, and quickly regained his confidence, "I'll fry again!" β
"Still want to fry?"
"That's right! I think I'm still talented, Edison said, genius is 1 percent inspiration and 99 percent perspiration, as long as I am willing to work hard, I will definitely succeed. β
"If you continue to speculate, Shanghai will become a smog day like Kyoto!"
Jiang Nan complained angrily and continued, "Edison said that genius is composed of 1 percent inspiration and 99 percent sweat, but the second half of his sentence is, 'But this 1 percent inspiration is more important than the 99 percent sweat'!"
This is a whole sentence, how can the current textbooks say half a sentence to deceive elementary school students! Can you restore the truth of history? Otherwise, Eddie will not be blind to life and death! β
Jiang Nan hurriedly untied the apron of the cub Zhou, and moved it out with a push: "Don't do it, just order takeout, I'll deal with it here." β
"You don't believe I can do it?" Zhou cub pouted angrily.
"Uh-huh!" Jiang Nan nodded very seriously, "You still order takeout, just say you did it, anyway, Junyao doesn't know." β
"Sister Junyao knows my cooking skills, so she has not let me into the kitchen, and if she orders takeout, she will be exposed."