Perhaps the anesthetic has not subsided, and after taking the light noodles with less oil and no salt, Wu Chen fell on the sofa and fell asleep. /
Chunli piled the bowls and chopsticks into the sink, found a blanket, sniffed it first, then gently put it on Wu Chen and went to the bedroom on tiptoe.
Wu Chen slept very well, and when he opened his eyes, it was sunny. On the computer desk beside the window, n9 is connecting to the computer with long hair, collecting information about the world. Hearing Wu Chen get up, he turned his head and said, “The landlord has gone to work, how can I solve the problem of lunch?”
“Let me see what it is.” The house seemed to have been cleaned up by the owner, and Wu Chen looked around and sighed helplessly, “Clean the room first, otherwise how can I eat.” “Do you want me to help?” There is no sincerity at all.
“Forget it, you don’t have a broom weight yet.” Cleaning up the room is a compulsory course for technical homes. Although my doghouse is also dirty and messy, it is much better than the one in front of me! The chaos of the technical home is not the chaos in the usual sense. Although various objects are placed in a mess, they are in chaos and orderly and can be found as soon as possible when needed. A skilled mate is most afraid of having a diligent mother or girlfriend. Cleaning up neatly often means that you can’t find useful things.
Obviously, Sister Chunli is really messy.
Socks have been separated from the world of red and white machines and have begun to expand to 3D. Wu Chen even found them on the ceiling fan above his head. The most are boxer pants. These sports-oriented underwear seem to be more in line with Sister Chun Li’s current style. As for the legendary double-yaki + high-square cheongsam combat suit, there is no evidence of existence. The washing machine was actually stuffed. In order to prevent dyeing, and for hygiene, Wu Chen could only dig out all of them and pile them up in different categories.
When the washing machine started to rotate hard, I started looking for dishes and chopsticks all over the world.
After handling the two major items of food and clothing, cleaning up garbage, placing furniture, spraying pesticides…
Thanks to the exercise in the previous world, Wu Chen had enough energy to complete the entire cleaning.
After moving out all the ingredients that can be eaten in the refrigerator, and rubbing the refrigerator all over, Wu Chen started to make lunch for himself, no, it was dinner.
With the help of n9, the messy ingredients exerted the maximum light and heat. As soon as several dishes with good colors, fragrance and flavor were put on the table, the door was pushed open. Sister Chun Li was stunned at first, and then hurriedly apologized, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m wrong…”
“Are you back?” Wu Chen, wearing an apron, was serving the last pasta to the dining table.
“Wu——Mr.?”
“Just call me Wu Chen.” The technical mate was very proud.
“Wow!” Chunli was even happier than koing her opponent. Cheering, the ponytail flying like a child.
“Let’s have a meal.” Wu Chen made an invitation gesture.
<b"Yeah, yeah!" There was no time to greet Wu Chen, his eyes were all on the dishes. He pinched a piece of tenderloin with his fingers and put it into his mouth, and his eyes, which were already big, widened again. He swallowed it hard with saliva and clapped his hands and shouted, "It's delicious!"
“Sit down and eat it.” Wu Chen handed her a pair of chopsticks.
“Yeah, Mr. Wu Chen, please sit down too.”
“Just call me Wu Chen after all.” Sister Li, who danced her chopsticks to pieces, aroused Wu Chen’s appetite, and he sat down immediately.
The wind swept the remaining clouds and the remaining clouds were no longer described. Anyway, Wu Chen only ate a piece of pork liver, and the dishes on the table were gone. The girl opposite crossed her legs, rubbed her belly hard, and burped her big.
Wu Chen, stunned, murmured: “No wonder your weight is a secret that cannot be told.”
“Ah?” The girl who was singing could not hear it.
“Nothing, are you full? If not, I will give you this noodles…”
“Is this really OK?”