Chapter 553

I don't know whether I was awakened or by the rolling smoke. In a word, I woke up unnaturally. When I opened my eyes, I saw the thick white smoke floating on the roof. There was a loud clang in the kitchen. My friend's vigilance may not be strong, but the reaction was not slow. The word "fire" flashed through my mind, and I turned over quickly I was a bit confused. I thought I was sleeping in the bed, but I fell off the sofa, and my head hit the coffee table. My tears flowed with pain. At the same time, I heard someone coughing in the kitchen. I covered my mouth subconsciously, so as not to disturb the person with the pain - the thief was in the house?! Is it an enemy who has found the door and wants to set fire to me and forge an accident? No, this kind of thing should be sneaky. It's a big move. It's obviously smashing things. When I touch my mobile phone, I hesitate to call 110 or 119, I rush out of the kitchen a 'criminal' with a kitchen knife and a black face. 23

"who are you?!" I recognized it, but I couldn't believe it.

Ya snivels and tears flow together. When she sees me lying on the ground staring at her, she is puzzled. Xuan'er notices the bright kitchen knife in her hand and hides it behind her. She pretends to be calm and says, "you wake up, you can eat later. Wash your face first."

"Wash your face? I think we should put out the fire first If I didn't see her right hand wrapped together and only look at that black face, I really couldn't recognize that it was sister tiger, "what are you doing?"

Tiger elder sister wiped snivel tears with sleeve, way: "cook a meal."

"Cooking?" I covered my head and climbed up. "You can't cook instant noodles well. Can you cook?"

"Who can't afford it?!" Tiger elder sister answers a word very fast, two eyes a stare, have resentment apparently, "is there no bed in the room?"? Sleeping sofa "

" room? " When sister tiger mentioned it, I remembered why I slept on the sofa, smiled and said, "which room do you say?

Tiger elder sister's face is black. I don't know if she blushed. Anyway, she didn't dare to pick up my words. Pointing to the wall clock, she was quite angry. "What time is it now? one o'clock! You're not hungry. I'm still hungry. I have to get something to eat. "

It's really one o'clock, I actually slept until noon! Don't say that my stomach is hungry in winter, and my stomach is crying too? Or go out and buy some food. "

"You sleep like a dead pig. Can I shout? Go out and buy? My mother's task is to monitor you 24 hours a day. Wu Lefeng asked you to have dinner today. Do you think I don't know? God knows that you really sleep. Do you want to sneak out when I'm not careful? "

I wonder, did I dream last night? Where is the shy and sentimental winter night when I take off my clothes and seduce me and express my love to me? The "old lady" who opened her mouth and shut up was more shrewd than usual. Was she angry that I didn't sneak into her room after last night's hint? It's very likely that it's denying her charm. I don't know how big a problem she has caused me. I've been struggling between * * and reason all night. Like her, she fell on the bed and started to cry within ten minutes, which makes me seriously doubt that the hint of "two people's weekend" and "forgetting to close the door" are actually a kind of trial or test for me >

"they just talk about it. Do you really think he uses me to invite him to dinner?" That smell of burning rubber really makes me uneasy. "Are you really cooking? What does it smell like? "

"Take the fish, Yuan Yuan and put it in the fridge before going home. Let me cook it for you." Winter little night has a little meaning of holding a chicken feather as an arrow. It seems that Chu Yuan asked her to go to the kitchen, so she doesn't need to be responsible for anything. In other words, this girl certainly didn't tell Chu Yuan that she can't cook. If Chu Yuan knew that she had caused a fire in her beloved kitchen, she would go away!

"Does it taste like hairtail?"

Winter night head a hang, small voice way: "burnt hairtail"

"then this smoke?" I picked it up last night when I wiped my back for dongxiaoye. Now the water basin still placed on the tea table is about to rush into the kitchen. "Is it burnt? It's burning! Get out of the way, I'll put out the fire! " My God, this house is rented by me. It's really out of fire. The landlady has to work hard with me.

"No, it's not necessary," said Dong Xiaoye. "The fire is fierce, the oil is too much, and the pot is on. But it's OK. I've watered it out with water. It's not smoke, it's steam. Don't worry, it's not on fire."

the pot is on fire? Watered out? My friend has a black line on his head. Thanks to the girl's mouth, I look at the food on the table. My friend has no words. No wonder sister tiger doesn't want me to enter the kitchen. The food is so miserable that I can see it. The kitchen that made the food can be imagined. It's estimated that there is a battle with the battlefield of World War II

not to mention that the plate is black and smelly and strange I pointed to the semi-solid object in the soup bowl in front of me, which looks like the vomit after the tassel was drunk. I asked, "is this the main food?"I just washed my face and sat down opposite me. I nodded my head tremblingly, but my eyes didn't look at me at all.

I asked, "what is this?"

This girl is vague, "face"

I am aggressive, "what face?"

Tiger sister's head is almost hanging under the table. "Instant noodles"

I'm angry, but I can't help but want to strip her dignity, which is a million times more intense than last night's impulse to strip her clothes. "Boiled?"

"Bubble"

My God, this girl is so excellent! Braised hairtail, the main food is instant noodles! Because the soaking time is too long, it has expanded into a paste,

from the bottom of my heart, I said: "your cooking is hell level"

"Hello, Chu, do you have a little conscience?" Winter night raised his injured right hand and said, "I'm cooking for the first time! And it's a hand, no credit and no hard work, at least one heart, OK? Can't you just take out a man's mind and say something nice to make me happy? "

I picked up a hairtail and asked, "do you want me to be like the leading actor in the 8:30 TV series, while eating the hard to swallow unknown objects, while praising the cooking skills of the leading lady?"

Little winter night blushed, but nodded.

In terms of tiger sister's character, this is undoubtedly the default cooking is to make me happy, I can't help but swing in my heart.

I thought that sister Hu met the boat of sand again last night, which brought up unpleasant memories, which led to a complex mood and a momentary impulse to tell me that she was occasionally vulnerable. After a night's rest, she will recover as usual today. In fact, her attitude towards me is as bad as ever, but her response to some ambiguous problems is no longer Complete rejection and resistance, but to a certain extent, choose silence, which is a dangerous signal.

"No way," I said, "I will never beg for help, do such a stupid thing"

"why?!" Winter night after questioning, suddenly realize that this is too explicit, cover up general said: "you haven't tasted, how to know it must not be delicious?"? It's a bit burnt, but I'm sure it's tasty "

I don't deny that if this dish is a masterpiece of tassel or Murphy, even if it's no longer good-looking, and it's hard to swallow, I'll be like a silly hat swallowing and boasting, and learning from the hero in dog blood drama. No, even if it was brought up on the winter night before last night, I think I It won't be so shameful.

Yes, I have that kind of good feeling between men and women for winter night. It's the essence of flower heart or her unique charm that attracts me. That's not important. What's important is that I'm serious about my feelings for fringe. So, everything else is wrong. Such mistakes, including Murphy and purple garden, are enough.

Indeed, I was seen through by the winter night, any language is pale and powerless, is a false escape, then, we can only tell her with action, her choice is wrong, I am not worth her pay!

"It's a matter of common sense. Burnt food contains carcinogens. It's suicide to eat this thing. Don't eat it. Pour it out." I said as I picked up the plate.

"Don't --"

I took a slow beat in the winter night, but I couldn't prevent me from pouring the burnt hairtail into the garbage can. She was as stunned as a piece of wood.

"Don't eat noodles, they are all made into noodle soup, and they're cool."

I thought winter night would stop me, but this girl just looked at me without expression and took away her bowl of noodles. She didn't say anything. Her empty eyes made me feel that I had done too much. I couldn't stand the inner condemnation. She took the two bowls of noodle soup back to the kitchen and said: "you won't Cooking is a fact, and it's also a fact that I can't eat what I've made. But if I have diarrhea and you feel happy, I don't mind blocking it. "

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