Chapter 107: Housewives and Men
When Ning Huan woke up, it was already dark, and it was already dark earlier in winter, it would be less than seven o'clock, and it was almost dark outside.
Ning Huan struggled to turn over, only to find that not only was his whole head dizzy, but also his whole body seemed to have been run over by a car, knocking on his painful head, Ning Huan sat up from the bed.
He only remembered that he went to make an appointment with Zhou Lu in the morning, and then went to dinner together, and he didn't remember anything about the rest of the matter.
Now the whole room was dark, and it was difficult to make out what it was for a while, and he tugged at the quilt covering his body, as if it was very familiar, and even the smell was familiar to him.
I turned on the lamp at the head of the bed and took a look, only to find that it was not my own nest, no wonder it was so familiar.
He couldn't remember what he had done after eating, and now it seemed that Dummer's unreliable man could still do one or two reliable things, such as sending him home.
Rubbing his sore arm, Ning Huan got out of bed by the faint light of the bedside lamp.
This season is really getting colder and colder, and I still feel cold all over my body with the air conditioner on.
When I walked to the door and turned on the headlight, I found Dummer nestled on the sofa.
Du Mo usually rarely drinks alcohol, but today at noon because of Zhou Lu, he also drank a little bit, looking at his usual amount of alcohol, it is estimated that he has tried his best to survive back.
Ning Huan thought about it, and raised the temperature of the air conditioner in the living room by two degrees, Du Mo is also afraid of the cold, and he is afraid that he will catch a cold when he sleeps like this.
Thinking of this, he turned back and opened the cabinet, found a bed, and covered him with a thick quilt in winter.
At noon, I only cared about drinking, but I didn't eat much, and I was going to visit others tonight, but now it seems that there is no possibility at all today, and besides, it is not appropriate to visit others at this time.
Touching his belly, which had been deflated, Ning Huan reluctantly opened the refrigerator.
When the wine wakes up, it's time to eat, otherwise the stomach will have to protest sooner or later.
However, Ning Huan still overestimated himself, probably his refrigerator can only be described as empty, there used to be dried noodles and instant noodles, and there seems to be no more stuff since the last box was eaten.
A little dejected, he closed the refrigerator door, closed the down jacket and thick shoes and opened the door to go downstairs to buy some things, but the moment he opened the door, Ning Huan was excited, and suddenly he didn't want to go out so much.
Forget it, the life of Buddhism does not need to be explained, and it is better not to go out on such a cold day.
After taking off his clothes, crawling back to the bedroom, and turning up the temperature of the air conditioner in the bedroom, he lay on the bed and watched the takeout.
I originally wanted to cook my own noodles, but lying on two eggs and some vegetables and ham in this warm weather is simply a bliss in life, but it backfired, and there was nothing.
After a hard walk, Ning Huan still didn't find anything delicious, such a winter night, rice, meat, skewers, nothing was warm enough, and it didn't arouse much interest.
After thinking about it, I opened my mobile phone and bought vegetables, fruits and noodles, since I didn't have anything I wanted to eat, I bought it and made it myself, anyway, no matter what it was, I had to send it over, Ning Huan comforted himself.
When I opened the door, I didn't know which one was stir-frying, and the whole corridor exuded a fragrance, and the already hungry stomach was even hungrier.
After placing an order and buying a dozen fruits and vegetables and some meat, Ning Huan lay on the bed satisfied, thought about it, and ordered two more crockpot soups.
In this weather, it is also quite pleasant to drink a hot soup.
Dummer was awakened by the scent that filled the room, and his already rumbling stomach protested even more after meeting the scent.
I took out my uncomfortable mobile phone from under my back and glanced at the time and found that it was half past eight, and when I looked outside, except for the faint lights, the street was deserted.
Sure enough, winter is a season for nesting up in the house, both indoors and outdoors. It is equivalent to two heavens of ice and fire.
Dummer rolled over but almost fell off the couch, startled and scrambled to catch where, but finally stabilized.
After getting up with a bitter face, I found that my boss had added a bed quilt for him very intimately, and even the temperature of the air conditioner was two degrees higher.
He knew that he was the one the eldest of his family loved the most, and sure enough, practice was the only criterion for testing the truth.
After slipping on the thin coat on the couch, Dummer walked towards the kitchen with his ill-fitting cotton slippers.
Before I got to the door, I heard the sound of the doorbell and opened the door again.
Uh-huh......
Surprised?
Just wake up and have takeout to eat?
Dumo took it and thanked him, and then carried something he didn't know what it was into the kitchen.
"Awake? I went to wash my face and prepare for dinner, I cooked noodles and fried two dishes, and ordered pork rib soup, hurry up, otherwise it should be cold. ”
Ning Huan raised his head and said hello, and then he was busy with the noodles in his hand again.
Du Mo stood at the door and tiptoed to take a look, I don't know what vegetables are in the noodles, but the red and green colors are at least still good-looking, and you can vaguely see egg flowers, just smelling the smell makes me feel that the gluttonous insects are going to be hooked out.
After listening to Ning Huan's words, where is there any reason to disobey, he went to wash his face, took the takeaway he had just received to the table, and was responsible for dismantling it.
I didn't find that my boss still has the potential to be a housewife and man, this apron series, it really looks good, I don't know if it's delicious, anyway, the smell makes people's appetite move.
On a cold night like this, there's nothing more comforting than a steaming bowl of noodles.
And his own boss didn't ask, he ordered his favorite pork ribs corn soup.
Tsk, those who know others, the boss too.
If he continues like this, he is afraid that he will bend off, and sooner or later he will be taken into the pocket by the boss.
Ah......h
The bullshit is in the bag, and after staying in China for a long time, what do you think about all day?
After shaking his brain and driving away the messy thoughts, Dumo went into the kitchen and brought out the dishes that had been fried.
The boss's noodles are also ready, and the bowl is being filled.
As the saying goes, if you take people's hands and eat people's mouths, he will eat a soft meal, no matter what, he must be diligent in action.
"Hey, hey, hey, the boss worked hard, don't say much, don't thank you, I'll eat first?" Seeing that Ning Huan also sat down, Du Mo couldn't hold back any longer, and picked up the bowl and sucked the noodles with a squeak.
"Drink soup first to warm your stomach, otherwise it won't taste good when it gets cold for a while!" Ning Huan glared at Du Mo, who seemed to be reincarnated as a starving ghost, and said angrily.
"Oh oh oh, okay, got it!" Dummer's mouth was full, and he answered indistinctly, and then picked up the soup bowl and poured it again.