"Little - Kai -" Wang Yuan lay sprawled on the sofa, his fair and tender face wrinkled, and he yelled his brain-gong's nickname again at the top of his voice without any image.
The tap water from the faucet poured into the basin and splashed a little, falling on his clothes without missing a beat. Wang Junkai, who had just finished cleaning the room, was about to wash the clothes he had changed out last night. He naturally turned off the faucet, turned around and said, "What's wrong?"
"My stomach is weak -" Wang Yuan sat up, his eyes filled with sparkling words such as "Xiao Kai, I'm so hungry, hurry up and cook! I'm really hungry, cook, cook!" Similar words.
Wang Yuan'er, I found that you are addicted to acting cute!
Wang Junkelly put down the Blue Moon laundry detergent in his hand and walked to the kitchen. Well, the pots and pans are ready. Well, green vegetables, radish, tofu, potatoes, green pepper, beef, pork and ribs are ready. Well, the firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea are all ready. Hey, no, no need for firewood. Very good, make a fire to cook
So... The fried shredded pork with green pepper is out of the pot! Braised beef with potatoes is ready! Green vegetable and tofu soup is ready! Stewed pork ribs with radish is out of the pot! Fragrant rice comes out of the rice cooker!
"Why is Xiaokai so rich today?" Wang Yuan'er expressed doubts about the large amount of food.
"The attack was too harsh. I overcooked it and couldn't eat it?" Wang Junkai stopped his chopsticks and looked up at Wang Yuandao, "I've already called Qian Xi."
"Oh" Wang Yuan picked up a piece of meat and threw it into his mouth, "Then you won't be afraid of wasting food."