92. Spoiled
Yang Xian smelled the mush before she entered the corridor, and as she went up, the mushy smell became heavier, she had already guessed that this kid from Zhou was back, because Yang Mu didn't know how to cook at all, and Zhou was at least more diligent than him, and he was willing to spend a little time in the kitchen.
She opened the door of the house as usual, and instantly saw the seemingly well-behaved but ill-intentioned face around her, "Sister Envy!" โ
I haven't seen him these days, Yang Xian was still a little twisted in his heart, but now he went straight to the point, "Zhou, what are you doing?" โ
Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief. Yang Xian can only defend carefully, it seems that no one can stand this sudden kindness, isn't it, this kid burned the pot?
Zhou was still shy, his eyes narrowed with a smile, this look was deliberately flattering, betraying his soul, "Sister Xian~ Why do you look at me like this, I'm not a bad person, your eyes make me very sad." โ
Sure enough, there was a moth, Yang Xian pulled Zhou Zhu aside and hurriedly rushed into the kitchen, "Let's go!" It's uneasy and kind at first glance. โ
Everywhere was pulled by this stroke, and sat on the chair like a boneless, I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, "How can I be uneasy and kind, I just miss you!" โ
I don't know what kind of dish it is, it is like the residue of Chinese medicine boiled in a pressure cooker, it is completely shapeless, and it can't recognize it when it comes to.
Yang Xian was so frightened that she checked her pots one by one, fortunately, the pots were still good, at least they weren't bad, "Look at this posture, you want to make alchemy in my kitchen!" โ
Zhou Chu still didn't admit it, "No, no, I cooked a porridge in a rice cooker, I didn't touch your pot, and I didn't get the things in the trash can, Sister Xian, don't wronged me!" โ
Eh, there are really no three hundred taels of silver here!
Maybe dinner was eaten too early, or maybe the energy consumed by walking after dinner was too much, and Zhou didn't realize that the reason for his hunger was that he drank a bowl of thin porridge for dinner.
I haven't seen five minutes of TV yet, and I am holding my stomach everywhere and writhing on the sofa like maggots, "Sister Xian, I'm so hungry!" โ
Self-inflicted, how could Yang Xian take care of him?
Everywhere he didn't give up, he challenged the limits of his body, and grabbed Yang Xian's calf with his toes, "Sister Xian, I'm hungry!" โ
Hey! It's really invincible.
Yang Xian wanted to step on his wicked stinky feet, but he forgot that his ankle movement was restricted, and he almost injured him twice, allowing him to escape.
Seeing that she didn't care, Zhou Shi snorted again, "Hungry, Sister Xian." โ
Yang Xian pointed to the Jiangshan she bought back on the coffee table, "Oh, biscuits, pork jerky, beef jerky, dried fish, nuts, candy, yogurt, milk cakes, you can eat as much as you like!" โ
Yang Xian responded, and the surroundings were not even more energetic, and they began to be coquettish, "Don't, I'm hungry and have a stomachache, Sister Xian, I want to eat hot." โ
I haven't seen you for the past few days, and the behavior and attitude around me are surprisingly abnormal, Yang Xian wondered and got goosebumps, "You walked the night road and hit a ghost, did the fox spirit get on your body?" Hey, who are you? Is it still around? โ
Stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, he knows that Yang Xian eats this set the most. So he squeezed to Yang Xian's side, didn't treat himself as an outsider at all, and almost lay in Yang Xian's arms and let her hold him, "I'm hungry!" โ
Yang Xian was almost blinded by feudal superstition in this second, and he couldn't wait to invite a high-ranking monk to his home to do an exorcism spell, so as to subdue the little goblin who was attached to his body.
Yang Xian looked at Zhou in a daze, she was really scared and at a loss, if she continued to do it, feudal superstition would not only fascinate her eyes, but also blindfold her heart.
Zhou saw her mouth slightly open, looking frightened, so she slowly moved back to her original place, "Sister Xian, I want to eat noodle vermicelli wonton dumplings, as long as there is soup." โ
Yang Xian snorted lightly and said expressionlessly, "There is leftover rice in the pot, let's eat rice!" โ
Zhou Chu didn't like this answer, and retorted, "It's not what you said, eating soaking rice is not good for the stomach." โ
Yang Xian squinted at him, this kid is really a little annoying today, she has slowly rolled up her sleeves and raised her fist, it seems that she is ready to suppress it by force, "You just pressed not only my injured foot, but also ...... My chest. โ
I see! That's it!
Zhou didn't dare to hide at all, he closed his eyes, so he had to let her Thunderbolt Invincible Heavenly Fist fall on his body, and then fell to the sofa, pretending to be pitiful and aggrieved, looking at Yang Xian with blank eyes, "Sister~~"
Yang Xian coldly sent him a sentence, "You deserve it, you should do it yourself, just do it!" โ
I didn't dare to hum next week, he shrank in the sofa, like a soft persimmon who had just been humiliated, but his mouth was so powerful that it was completely uncontrolled by the brain, "I'm just hungry, it's not that you promised Yang Mu that he would take care of me, people just want to eat a bowl of hot food, and they can't do it themselves, so if you don't do it, forget it, you still beat me!" โ
The wontons in the refrigerator were actually eaten by him, except for some leftover flour, there was only rice. It was difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, so Yang Xian could only use the little flour left to make a bowl of gnocchi soup for the surrounding area.
Zhou sat cross-legged in front of the coffee table, savoring this bowl of convenient, nutritious and easy-to-digest gnocchi soup, and the little abacus in his heart began again, he watched TV while eating, but intentionally or unintentionally wanted to set Yang Xian.
Zhou Chu stretched out his head and glanced at Yang Xian, and saw that her face was much calmer, so he let go of his courage, "Sister, how did you and Huang Xiao meet!" โ
It's really weird, what happened to this kid today? Yang Xian deliberately glared at him and gave him a fierce look, "Why, can't you stop your mouth while eating?" โ
Zhou immediately put on a smiling face, "Ouch, Sister Envy, what are you doing, why are you so fierce today!" I'm just chatting with you, didn't we say okay, we want to be friends, can't friends ask casually? โ
Yang Xian's eyes closed, how could she say such a brainless thing that day, as she spoke, her hands pinched around her neck, "Then what are you mentioning him for?" You didn't have so much to say before, but now you're so verbose! Also, what are your intentions, let's be honest! โ
Zhou was so frightened that he could only stop there, "Let's talk about it, forget it if you don't say it, okay, I was wrong, I won't dare next time!" โ
Yang Xian still pinched him hard to vent his anger, "Don't come to this set, I always feel that you are cheating on me!" Little bunny, you just don't have a good heart. โ
I don't know why I don't dare to say anything, I used to be taken care of by Yang Xian and play with her, I was always at ease, but after getting along for so long, I was panting.
Sure enough, there were no useful words from the mouth of this little fox, and after eating the last bite in the bowl, Zhou Shi also turned back to a serious book, "I am resting on a cloudy day, and I want to go to your department to accompany you to work!" โ
This is really unprepared, Yang Xian doesn't want to see the trick anymore, "Ouch, what are you doing!" Do you stand guard for me with a red tassel gun? No, I'm very kind to people, and I don't have a doctor. โ
Putting down the bowl and spoon around, he pouted, looking at Yang Xian motionlessly with great grievances. Yang Xian found that he looked tired, pitiful like a homeless child, this look and this demeanor, all of a sudden, motherly love overflowed, "Come on, come on, come if you want." โ
Zhou didn't speak at first, and looked at Yang Xian sadly, like a child picked up by the roadside who was not loved or favored, which made Yang Xian couldn't help but blame himself, is he the vicious stepmother in the legend? Come to think of it, it's been a few days, people and children must be homesick, if this is changed to Yang Mu, she will definitely be waiting for her to eat and drink before and after the saddle.
I don't know what's wrong, Yang Xian always felt that he had gone a little too far, and he hadn't given him a smile until now, "Okay, let's go together, my sister will take you to work, and she won't abandon you, so it's always okay, right?" โใ
Zhou Chu shook his head, he was not so hypocritical, "No, I just have pain in my knee again, and it hurts badly." โ