After Jiang Xiaomi slid all the shrimp in, he took a deep breath and sat back in his chair to wait for the pot to boil.
Lou tianqin sat not far from her, holding a bowl in his hand and waiting.
"Floating up." Jiang Xiaomi remote guidance.
Lou tianqin: "cook it for a while. If it's not cooked, you'll have diarrhea."
Jiang Xiaomi felt reasonable and raised his chin: "give me a drink of soda."
Lou tianqin was about to reach for it, but suddenly remembered something. He paused and looked at her strangely.
Jiang Xiaomi didn't know it and was still waiting for him to get soda. Seeing Lou tianqin's slow reaction, she impatiently urged: "give it to me."
Lou tianqin quietly handed over the soda. He expected Jiang Xiaomi to reach for it. After holding it for a long time, the family didn't respond.
Lou tianqin was silent for a moment, took back his arm, took a big mouthful of the M bottle, and then covered her lips with Jiang Xiaomi's stunned gaze.
The sweet soda, accompanied by the cool tongue, rushed into her mouth. Jiang Xiaomi was choked and reached out to push him. At this time, she realized that she had a hand.
When I remember that my hands and feet have been free, I also think of other things.
"Lou tianqin, how old are you..."~
"Have you eaten your belly?"
The little dog Jiang, who was preparing for the output of fire, suddenly stalled halfway, shook his head honestly and said, "I didn't eat it."
Lou tianqin stretched out his chopsticks to salvage them in the pot. Chopsticks can't come as fast as a spoon. Jiang Xiaomi handed him the leaky spoon: "use this."
Lou tianqin pretended to fish for a while: "didn't you put it in?"
Jiang Xiaomi was still sharp eyed, and suddenly saw the unopened box on the table: "it's not there."
"I said."
The man leaned over to take it, tore open the package and was about to fall down. Jiang Xiaomi quickly pressed it: "Hey, hey, what are you doing? It's not like that."
Lou tianqin didn't know. He pretended not to understand and deliberately asked people how to eat if they didn't eat like this.
"Seven up and eight down, the tender is delicious, and the old can't chew." Jiang Xiaomi personally made a demonstration, holding his hairy belly up and down in the tumbling soup. After making sure it was cooked, he put it into Lou tianqin's bowl: "try it."
Lou tianqin wrapped the seasoning, blew it twice and sent it to his mouth.
After eating, he began to comment: "yes, it's really tender and delicious."
Jiang Xiaomi felt sorry for him.
Without her, I'm afraid this product will never have a delicious belly in my life.
After a moment of pity, it suddenly occurred to me that I had nothing to do.
The killer tied her to the chair for so long and bounced her with his hand.
Jiang Xiaozai quietly simmered anger in his heart and settled accounts with Lou tianqin after eating his belly.
Lou tianqin finished eating, and Jiang Xiaomi was almost brewing. Just about to settle the account, Lou tianqin suddenly stuffed a bowl into her hand.
Just as the saying goes, keep working hard and then decline... He was interrupted twice in a row, and his momentum has long died. Jiang Xiaomi frowned, looked down at the bowl, and then looked at Lou tianqin, who was eating hot pot.
She slapped down the bowl: "where are the chopsticks? If I don't give them, I'll stretch out my hand to get them."
Lou tianqin threw away the disposable chopsticks and Jiang Xiaomi caught them: "where's the dip?"
Lou tianqin moved several of her favorite spices to her and asked her to make drums by herself.
Jiang Xiaomi really wants to get angry, really, she vowed.
But I don't know why, she took the bowl and began to dig spices into it.
Lou tianqin gave her a piece of boiled belly: "try my craft, too."
Jiang Xiaoming looked disgusted, but the chopsticks in his hand didn't listen to orders and sent them straight to his mouth.
Lou tianqin looked at her like that and sighed in his heart that greediness also has the advantages of greediness. The big thing is that it will pass as long as he stutters.
Eat and drink enough. Jiang Xiaomi is responsible for cleaning the battlefield. It's all disposable things. Just throw them directly into the trash can. As for the pot and induction cooker, Jiang Xiaomi will pack them intact, send them back when he is free, and then take back the deposit.
The division of labor between the husband and wife is clear, one is to clean the table and the other is to sweep the floor. In fact, they can't do these at all. However, Lou tianqin doesn't want to see the mess of the table, especially the wreckage of transparent tape on the ground, when aunt cleaning pushes the door open tomorrow.
After all this, Lou tianqin went to take out the garbage.
When I came back, I saw Jiang Xiaomi trying to open the window.
Lou tianqin just wanted to remind him, but he was still a step late. The moment the glass window was opened, the hurricane poured in violently, and the office was like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves. Everything that could float began to dance.
Jiang Xiaomi was surprised. Unexpectedly, the wind on the top floor was so strong. She put one hand in front of her face and moved to close the window.
How could she close it? Finally, Lou tianqin personally closed the window.
Bata, the window returned to the original slot, and the flying miscellaneous things fell to the ground as if they had lost their soul.
Jiang Xiaomi turned around and his eyes froze,
She looked at Lou tianqin's head, which was blown into a split by the wind. Her mouth closed tightly, her body twitched unnaturally, and she held back her smile and worked hard.
Lou tianqin looked at her head, which seemed to have been smashed by a tire explosion, and her expression was very complicated.
I don't know who opened his head. He gave a 'poof' and bent over with a smile. They were laughing at each other for being too funny.
Li Xiaojia and Acheng ambush in the distance and observe the building in the distance with a telescope.
In order to persuade Acheng, Li Xiaojia promised to ask him to wash his feet in the foot washing city this weekend, and then eat a 388 self-help meal.
"Why are they all covering their stomachs?" Not long after they arrived, they didn't know the cause and effect. They only saw this scene in the telescope.
Li Xiaojia frowned: "could Lou tianqin have just punched her?"
Acheng doesn't think it's possible.
Because their young master also covered his stomach and bent over, no matter how cow she was, she couldn't smash Lou tianqin like that with one punch.
"Oh, my little grandma fell down." Li Xiaojia exclaimed.
Jiang Xiaomi smiled with a stomachache and began to squat. Later, he leaned back, covered his stomach on the ground, curled up, and his shoulders trembled.
Lou tianqin leaned over to pull her. This action fell into the eyes of Li Xiaojia and Acheng, but it became. Lou tianqin didn't have enough fun with one punch and wanted to pull it up and continue.
They looked at it like this for a while. Li Xiaojia couldn't help putting down his telescope: "brother Cheng, if you go on like this, grandma can't carry it."
A Cheng looked like he was burned by something and hurriedly put down his telescope: "ouch, I'll go..."
Li Xiaojia thought something had happened and hurriedly raised his telescope.
In the small lens, Jiang Xiaomi is pressed on the ground by Lou tianqin to ask for a kiss. They stick so close that they want to be integrated with each other.
Jiang Xiaomi put his hands against his chest, pushed the man away a little and whispered a reminder: "the curtain... The curtain didn't pull, in case you were seen..."
"There are all commercial buildings around. They are all off duty. Who can see?" Lou tianqin finished, pinched her jaw and leaned up again.
You can search "wife is not tired of cheating: Lord Lou, I'm wrong! Jiutao novel (9taoxs. Com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!