The "fool" in the woman's mouth was still giggling, but this "fool" knew that he should leave some space for the woman, not to mention that he was also a little hungry now, and walked straight to the kitchen, planning to make some supper for himself.

Pushing open the spotlessly clean glass door of the kitchen and opening the four-door refrigerator where the ingredients were stored, Wei Wuji prepared to show off his cooking skills and satisfy his stomach at the same time.

He, however, was disappointed.

The fridge was empty!

Uh, huh?!

No, there are several people in the family, and Mulan always has to prepare some materials, so it's unreasonable to have nothing to stockpile.

But somebody is hungry.

Si Suo Suo found it.

……

After searching the entire kitchen, he only found a small bag of flour, and the whole kitchen was "cleaner" than he imagined, Wei Wuji wondered how the three meals of morning, noon and evening that were quite abundant every day came from?

There is nothing else in the kitchen, what should I do?

Isn't life just about tossing?

This is not difficult for Wei Wuji.

Wei Wuji found a clean countertop, mixed the flour out, wrapped it in plastic wrap and tossed it aside to "wake up" for a while, then went to his room, where he remembered that there seemed to be some ketchup and mozzarella in his room.

Upstairs.

Downstairs.

When he came to the kitchen again, Wei Wuji had something more in his hand. Tomato sauce and mozzarella cheese were definitely there, but I didn't expect to turn out a pack of small sausages, which was an added surprise. It seemed that there were still some vegetables missing, and Wei Wuji planned to go to the vegetable patch to pick some cucumbers to make do.

The churning stomach acid made Wei Wuji walk a lot faster, hungry.

When he came to the vegetable field, Wei Wuji directly grabbed a "small" cucumber with a thick arm and gnawed it, half of the cucumber went down to his stomach, and finally stopped the surging hunger, Wei Wuji stopped, and there was still half of the cucumber left in his hand, but half of it was enough.

Wei Wuji was about to go home, but he saw a hovering motorcycle parked in front of his house.

Well!?

Wei Wuji stuck half of the cucumber into his waist and rolled up his sleeves, ready to attack at any moment.

You must know that it is midnight at the moment, according to normal thinking, there is generally nothing good, once there is a change, Wei Wuji will definitely burst out, and he has absolute rights in the private domain near his house!

The muscles and nerves of the whole body are tense, and the movements are as agile and swift as a cheetah, and in the blink of an eye, he almost clings to the ground and rushes to the back of the hovercar, and the movements are almost silent, like the lurking thieves in the game.

Wei Wuji's eyes lit up terrifyingly, and at this moment he was pondering whether to directly pinch off the neck of the person who came or directly hit the opponent's heart or armpit, killing with one blow, this was exactly what Wei Wuji thought.

It's horrible, but it's legitimate, and it's the private realm, the last place of human nature.

Just as he was about to start, Wei Wuji had already begun to inhale and concentrate, and at this time, a sentence came out as the door opened and Wei Wuji stopped his follow-up actions.

"Just take it out and deliver it to the four-door refrigerator in the kitchen, move quickly, don't be found by others!"

It's the voice of the moat magnolia.

……

After the hovercar was gone, Wei Wuji slipped into the kitchen and continued his cooking.

Roll out the dough into a thin crust and mix the tomato sauce with some spices and brush it on top, but unfortunately there are no fresh basil leaves, so let's go.

The mozzarella is shredded, the ham is sliced, and then the layers are staggered on top of each other, and the oven is tossed and eaten.

A few minutes later, the simple pizza was baked, sprinkled with shredded cucumbers, and then a slice began to fill the stomach.

The hot pizza felt a lot more comfortable, Wei Wuji always thought that the freshly baked pizza was called pizza, and the others were not good at all.

The thin crispy and fragrant skin, the soft and glutinous mozzarella, and of course the taste of ham, Wei Wuji Xunran, his skills are good.

It's just a pity that no one shares it, Wei Wuji had just had such a thought, and he saw the glass door of the kitchen being pushed open.

The one who shared came.

Trench Magnolia.

"It's delicious."

"Eat more if it's delicious."

Wei Wuji suddenly found that his language was very poor at the moment, and even a little silly, and Mulan had always said that she was a "fool", and then said to me......

Unconsciously spread his shoulders, Wei Wuji no longer wasted time and brain cells on this meaningless and boring question, the food is current, and it is a real fool not to eat.

Licked his lips.

Somewhat touched.

I was impressed by the food I made.

Being moved by oneself is a lofty spiritual realm.

The reason why this spiritual realm is lofty is that, compared with criticism and self-criticism, its praise and self-praise are not something that ordinary people can easily achieve, both theoretically and practically.

However, there should be a limit to intoxication, and excessive intoxication is narcissism, and then nerves.

So, stop!

Wei Wuji is already full, what is that, what is that, what is that.

Wei Wuji's pizza making has been discovered by Mulan Hao, and Mulan secretly buying takeout has naturally been discovered by him, both of them already know in their hearts, but it is difficult to speak because of the other party's problems.

Somewhat quiet.

Wei Wuji was waiting for Mulan's confession, he really didn't expect Mulan's cooking level to be so low, and the omelette that day was most likely her "specialized" work, that is, the only masterpiece that could be mastered, which was far from the actual level.

Wei Wuji was thinking about how to say something heartbreaking and euphemistic encouragement, but he didn't make it to Mulan but took the initiative to speak.

"Now that you've been discovered, then the future cooking will be yours!"

Mulan smiled proudly, her slightly curled eyelashes full of banter.

"I'm a fool indeed!" Wei Wuji naturally came up with such a sentence in his heart at this moment.

Seeing Wei Wuji's deflated appearance, Mulan added another sentence.

"I'll learn from you slowly."

dispelled Wei Wuji's resistance, and then fulfilled his expectations.

It's a prosaic sentence, but it's not that simple.

Just say to the person who sells a mobile phone and holds a knockoff worth 300 and says, "Sell you for 1000 yuan!" ”

Of course, you will not be a fool and psychologically resistant.

After talking for a long time, the mobile phone seller said: "Look at you so handsome, so beautiful, 500 yuan is directly cheaper for you, and the deal is sold!" ”

Then, you buy the phone.

It seems, you get the ......

However, it was not early, and with the intention of cultivating his wife into an excellent woman who could enter the kitchen, Wei Wuji and Mulan went upstairs together.

Hello lady!

Good night lady!

The night was peaceful, but some people couldn't sleep, and Monroe quietly turned off the screen on the communicator, just now he had been watching Mrs. Cotter, his mother, or adoptive mother to be exact, through the Internet.

Monroe was unlucky, but also lucky, he had two mothers, but neither mother could be with him, one in heaven and one in the ward.

His own mother gave him life, and his adoptive mother gave him everything but life - all she had!

Touching the tattoo on his chest, Monroe felt that he was not alone, and finally fell asleep, and tomorrow was another day worth looking forward to.

The sleeping Monroe rolled over, and the hand that was in front of the tattoo finally moved away, revealing the tattooed text on it.

"Mother!"