Chapter Seventy-Three: Braised Eggs = Wine Tank?
"Hello, you are such a beautiful little princess today. ”
Coulson crouched down and rubbed Lila's little head, then took out a gift box and looked at Cooper and said, "Man, can you give this to your mom for me?" ”
"Of course you can Uncle Coulson~"
And Lila was picked up by Clinton and said, "Okay, what can our little princess say, oh why did you get heavier?"
"Meow!"
"I haven't gotten any weight, it's a white scarf!Dad~ Let's have a cat too, okay?"
"Sweetheart, do you want to have a cat too?Yes, yes, but there are conditions~"
Watson looked at Coulson, who wanted to say something, and said directly: "Dude, you can't spoil your fun today~"
"I knew..."
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"Coulson, there's a little fire here. ”
"Coulson~ help bring the case of beer, no, it's not the red box on the left, by the way, it's a very low fruit wine, so you can drink it. ”
"Coulson..."
"Wait... Am I wrong, OK?" said Coulson, sighing and raising his hands.
Watson and Clinton smiled tacitly and hurriedly beckoned him over.
A group of people raised their wine glasses~ Well, there are also braised eggs!
"First of all, I wish my dear love, Laura, a happy birthday~"
"Yay~!!Happy Birthday~!"
"To Laura~!hahahaHappy Birthday~"
"Whew~Meow~!"
Laura looked at the boiled egg and drank it with a wine glass, with a shocked expression.
"It's very powerful, isn't it~ Mom, Dad said it was all trained~ So I also want to train a cat as powerful as a white scarf!"
"Oh my little darling~"
Seeing Laura's happy appearance, Natasha also smiled and raised her glass.
"Now~ should be a holiday!"
"Hahaha, that's right~Respect for the holiday~!"
"Meow!"
"You can't drink too much!"
Natasha put her arms around Watson and said, "Okay, dear~It's just fruit wine~"
"Meow~"
Laura sat next to Clinton and watched Natasha snuggle up next to Watson and smile very happily.
Gently whispered in Clinton's ear: "They are really a good match~ really happy for her." ”
"That's right~ very well matched~ just like us?"
"Yes, just like us~"
Coulson looked at the pair on the left, then at the pair on the right, and finally couldn't help but say, "Are you trying to ask me to pull Laura over?"
"Meow~" The boiled egg jumped on Coulson's lap and raised his glass.
"Hey man, you still know me, now it's just you and me. Cheers!"
"Meow~!"
At this time, Clinton stood up and walked to the oven and said, "Okay guys, it's time to eat, who wants the first chicken wings?"
"To Laura~"
"Yes, yes, to Laura~"
"Meow~!" At this time, the boiled egg ran to Laura's side again and raised the wine glass...
"Oh cutie, do you want to bless me? thank you~ Cheers!"
"Meow~" After drinking a mouthful of dry braised eggs, he raised the empty cup in his hand.
Watson looked at the movement of the boiled egg and lowered his head to support his forehead, Nima still drank heroically?
He looked up and said to the boiled egg: "Brother, are you making a circle? It's too real~ Should I have named you the wine jar in the first place?!"
Clinton put the chicken wings in front of Laura, winked at the braised egg and said, "Don't listen to him, release your natural buddy~ Come and do one?"
"Meow~!"
"Clinton..."
"Relax buddy, you should have fun today, shouldn't you~"
After wiping the corners of his mouth, he poured himself full of eggs and began to look for the next target.
Watson suddenly said: "NONO, SHE CAN'T DO IT, LILA SHE CAN'T DRINK NOW~"
"Meow~♡" The boiled egg took out a glass of white water with his other paw and handed it to Lila.
Then I touched it myself and drank it all away.
“······ You..."
"Meow~"
Watson looked at the wine glass raised in front of him and sighed, picked up his wine glass and touched it and said, "If you are not drunk after today, I will not restrict you from drinking~ How about it?"
When the boiled egg heard this, his eyes let out a green light, and he drank his own cup in one gulp, and then poured the crown vodka that Clinton took out and looked at Watson.
Natasha watched the boiled egg bravely launch a challenge, whistled and said, "It seems that the winner will be decided today?"
"Ahh Watson drank his own wine and poured the crown and braised eggs, and the man and the cat cooed and dried.
Clinton watched the speed at which the two of them were drinking, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Guys, I'm a little distressed about my wine..."
Laura was helping: "It's okay Watson, anyway, he doesn't come back often when he leaves him at home, just let him drink less." ”
"Oh baby... Shouldn't you be on my side?"
"Honey, I'm doing this for your good~ Natasha, help me go and bring out the dishes~"
After hearing this, Natasha came over and took Laura's hand and said, "Happy to serve the beautiful lady~"
"Meow~!"
"Drink!"
"Meow~♡!"
"Keep coming!"
"喵~ヾ(-ω-)ノ"
"Stinky boy, you're on a bar with me, aren't you!
Natasha watched Watson and the boiled egg in the room, and unconsciously touched her little belly, smiling like a flower.
"He's nice to you, isn't he?" said Laura, looking at Natasha.
"Good. Natasha nodded, paused again, and said, "There won't be any better than him." ”
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Watson, who finally cleaned up the braised eggs, walked to Clinton, who was roasting meat.
Asked about the aroma, he picked up a roasted chicken wing and put it in his mouth.
"Hmm! Ringing to you, do you have a master?"
Watson swallowed the meat in his mouth and said to Clinton, "Come and let me try?"
"You're going to do this? As he spoke, Clinton put the iron stick in his hand in Watson's hand.
At this time, Laura and Natasha also walked out, and Watson said to them: "Gentlemen and ladies, and your boiled eggs~ please allow me to present you with a sumptuous and unique fire dinner~"
After speaking, Watson's hands appeared with the armor of the fire dragon set, and he directly put his hand into the furnace.
"Oh my god... It's..."
This scene scared Laura a bit, but it quickly turned into curiosity with Natasha's comfort.
Looking at the dishes on the grill, it should be okay~ Try it first, if it doesn't work, you can only come one by one.
The original flames in the furnace seemed to be squeezed away, and flames appeared on Watson's hands, which soon covered them and raised flames half a meter high.
And Watson also remembered the familiar BGM in his mind, and it seems that there is no problem~
Watson was already handy at finding syllables, and as the last drum beat was over, he quickly put out the fire and picked up the grill, and the white smoke drifted to everyone.