3239: C3239 I'll Cook You Sing

C3239 I'll Cook You Sing

"What?" Wang Hongfei was surprised to hear what Wan Xinghao said.

What did that mean?

"It was already late at night when I came back from a mission a few years ago. " Wan Xinghao took a deep breath and said, "We just got off the plane and neither of us had anything to eat. Ah Ke volunteered to prepare supper. "

"Wang Hongfei swallowed his saliva and looked towards the kitchen. Wan Xingke had already gone in. The sound of pots and pans colliding could be heard from inside. "What happened after that?"

"When she was making supper, she had been humming a song and seemed to be very good at it. She seemed to be very good at it. Wan Xinghao paused for a moment.

"Later?" Wang Hongfei heard Wan Xingke humming from the kitchen.

"He sent a doctor in the middle of the night and had a gastric puncture. . . " Wan Xinghao did not want to recall it at all.

"Gulp. . . " Wang Hongfei swallowed with difficulty. "Is there still time for me to stop her now?"

"You should run away first. . . " Wan Xinghao said.

"I can't run away. " Wang Hongfei said, "My parents are also here. . . "

"Hearing that, Wan Xinghao took a deep breath and did not speak anymore.

"Hey, what do you mean by this silence? Is there really no turning back?" Wang Hongfei panicked in his heart.

"In the next life. . . We can still be friends. " Wan Xinghao said seriously.

Of course, the prerequisite was that Wang Hongfei would not have any ideas about his sister in the next life.

"!" Wang Hongfei was completely out of control now.

"Take care. " Wan Xinghao hung up the phone after saying that.

Hearing the signal being cut off on the other side of the phone, Wang Hongfei looked at Wang's father and Wang's mother, who were sitting on the sofa and looking forward to eating their daughter-in-law's supper. Wang Hongfei's heart was pounding.

The humming sound from the kitchen also became distorted. What kind of underworld sound was this. . .

Wang Hongfei immediately put down his phone and rushed to the kitchen. "Ah Ke!"

"Hmm?" Wan Xingke held the handle of the knife in his hand. The knife rushed down and the handle was on top. There were still some vegetables that had been washed on the chopping board.

"Ah Ke, put down the knife. Everything is negotiable. " Wang Hongfei quickly said.

"Eh? Why did you put down the knife?" Wan Xingke looked confused.

"You, why doesn't the way you hold the knife look like you want to cut vegetables. . . " Wan Hongfei looked at Wan Xingke and said, "You'd better put it down. "

"About that. " Only then did Wan Xingke regain his senses. He chuckled and switched back to the usual chopping motion of the knife. "I'm sorry, I'm used to holding a knife like this. "

"Don't, don't hurt yourself. " Wang Hongfei saw this and immediately went forward to take the knife from Wan Xingke's hand. He held the knife in his own hand and said, "Let me make supper. "

"But just now. . . " Wan Xingke blinked. She had promised her uncle and aunt that she would make supper.

"You don't have to take my parents' words to heart. " Wang Hongfei had already started to cut the vegetables cleanly. "There should be unfrozen meat in the cold layer. Take out a piece for me. "

"Okay. " Wan Xingke responded obediently. He washed the unfrozen meat and handed it to Wang Hongfei.

"Okay. " Wang Hongfei put the cut vegetables into the plate and took the meat and started to cut it.

"You make supper, then what should I do?" Wan Xingke asked.

"You? You can sing for me. The song you sang just now was pretty nice. " Wang Hongfei smiled. As long as Wan Xingke didn't cook, it was fine.

"Huh? Does it sound good?" Wan Xingke blinked and felt a little embarrassed.

"It sounds good. " Wang Hongfei turned around and put the noodles into a pot of water that Wan Xingke had boiled earlier. He stirred the noodles with his chopsticks, turned around, and stir-fried the meat with oil. Then he put the noodles together with the vegetable leaves into the noodles that went through the water and cooked them together.

Wan Xingke put his hands behind his back and leaned against the wall, humming a tune for Wang Hongfei to hear. Wang Hongfei, on the other hand, cooked four poached eggs neatly and neatly. He pinched the time, and before the egg's heart completely solidified, he boiled the pot.

He took the noodles out and covered the egg with the egg. Then, a simple supper was made.

Looking at the steaming noodles and the golden fried egg, Wang Hongfei felt a touch of joy in his heart.

It was great to be able to save his life.

After bringing the noodles out with Wan Xingke, Wang Hongfei came back to get the chili sauce for Wang's father to eat. Wan Xingke also came to the kitchen to get chopsticks and spoon.

"Ah Ke. " Wang Hongfei suddenly said.

"Hmm?" Wan Xingke picked up the chopsticks and spoon and closed the cupboard. "What's wrong?"

"In the future. . . I mean from now on, we are all like this, okay?" Wang Hongfei asked.

"What is it?" Wan Xingke looked at Wang Hongfei and asked.

"In the future, leave cooking to me. Just sing to me, okay?" Wang Hongfei looked at Wan Xingke.

"A strong sense of affection appeared in his heart. Wan Xingke could not help but smile.

This was probably the feeling of being pampered.

"I mean. . . " Wang Hongfei saw that Wan Xingke did not respond, so he wanted to find some more excuses. In short, it was more important to stay alive.

Wan Xingke took a few steps forward, stood on his tiptoes, and kissed Wang Hongfei's lips.

"Wang Hongfei was also slightly stunned.

Wan Xingke's eyes were as bright as stars. There was a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth. She looked at Wang Hongfei and said, "I will listen to you. "

After saying that, Wan Xingke's face turned red. He held the chopsticks and spoon and walked quickly to the restaurant.

Finally, there was a man in the world who could make her say such a thing willingly.

[I'll listen to you. ]

Wan Xingke had never thought that he would say such a thing to a man.

He froze on the spot. Wang Hongfei raised his hand and touched his lips. He was a little confused and had no idea what was going on.

However, he knew one thing - a very important thing.

His stomach was safe.

Finally, his stomach was no longer pierced. That was good.

It was great that he and Wan Xinghao could still be friends in this lifetime.

The smile on Wan Xingke's face never disappeared as he ate the supper. It was not until he finished the last mouthful of soup in the bowl that he said, "It's getting late. I won't disturb you anymore. It's about time to go back. "

"Ah? You want to go back?" Wang's mother was stunned and immediately put down the chopsticks and said, "It is already dark outside. Why not go back tomorrow?"

"Eh?" Wan Xingke blinked his eyes.1

"Then let's leave tomorrow. " Wang's father said, "This Hongfei, pack up and bring your blanket out to bed on the sofa in the living room. "

"Okay. " Wang Hongfei responded.

"No need, no need. " Wan Xingke said with some embarrassment, "Really, no need. If you are worried about me, I can get someone to pick me up. "

"It's not good to trouble others in the middle of the night. " Wang's father said.

"I will also trouble Wang Hongfei to stay here. " Wan Xingke said. Wang Hongfei was a man, but he still had to sleep on the sofa. It was very crowded.

"I am not someone else. " Wang Hongfei smiled and poked Wan Xingke between his eyebrows. Then he got up and picked up the bowl and chopsticks in the kitchen.

pqdm.com