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Chapter 11 Don't Knock, My Brother Looks Like This When He Sees the Toilet(1/2)

Chapter 11 Stop knocking, my brother always looks like this when he looks at the toilet

Author: half cup of orange juice

Chapter 11 Stop knocking, my brother always looks like this when he looks at the toilet

[Very good, very good. Seeing that Wen Xiaoya is so sensible, I turned my back on her! 】

[I finally discovered that she is really not interested in men! If it were Yuan Sisi, maybe the two of them would have already started playing Tie Tie]

[Pass it on, the hoarse CP is real!]

The living room is much more lively than the quiet kitchen.

Several guests sat around playing checkers, talking and laughing.

Si Xingmu was the only one sitting on the sofa, flipping through a magazine, with a serious expression.

Because he was too far away from the kitchen, he couldn't hear Wen Xiaoya's thoughts at this moment.

Although he still didn't understand why he could hear her voice, what he was more curious about was why Wen Xiaoya was so resistant to Su Qianyi approaching him?

Is there anything in this that he doesn't know?

Si Xingmu looked through the crowd with inquiring eyes, looking at Su Qianyi, and fell into deep thought.

As if aware of his burning gaze, Su Qianyi raised her eyes and looked over. Seeing him looking at her, her face couldn't help but blush, she lowered her head shyly, and raised the corners of her mouth.

[Ah ah ah, I caught it! Si Xingmu was peeking at Yi Bao! 】

[These affectionate eyes make Yibao feel ashamed]

【Ah! He loves her so much, and she loves him so much!】

[Stop knocking, my brother always looks like this when he looks at the toilet]

[Be clear, ants have been walking for ten years!!!]

Su Qianyi was disturbed by his eyes. She found an excuse not to play the game and sat directly next to Si Xingmu, "What are you looking at?"

She took the initiative to approach, and Si Xingmu came to his senses, closed the magazine and handed it to her, "You like it? Let me show it to you."

After saying that, he stood up.

"where did you go?"

"I'll get a glass of water..."

With that said, he went directly to the kitchen.

Su Qianyi glanced at the kettle and water glass on the table, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes.

[As soon as Yibao sat down, he left??]

[Please stop knocking around, my brother is a flower on the mountain, not just anyone can pick it off!]

[What is the flower of the high mountain? She walked over to talk to him because he took a look at it, and he gave her the magazine he had been reading. Isn’t that okay??]

【You can still do what I did before!】

kitchen.

Wen Xiaoya completed the three dishes as quickly as possible.

In order to give Huo Le a chance to perform, she decided to give him the green vegetables to fry and prepare a soup herself.

After cutting the ingredients and putting them into the soup, Wen Xiaoya looked up and saw Si Xingmu walking in from outside.

Why is Zaizai back?

Wen Xiaoya's eyes followed him.

Si Xingmu looked over, his eyes swept across the distance between Wen Xiaoya and Huo Le as quickly as possible, then he looked back and said calmly: "I'll get a glass of water."

"Oh, there is it here."

Wen Xiaoya poured him a glass without hesitation.

Si Xingmu took it, leaned in front of the cooking table, crossed his legs, and slowly shook the water glass.

Seeing that he was still refusing to drink, Wen Xiaoya kindly reminded him, "It's not hot."

Si Xingmu said "Yeah" carelessly. The low and deep voice seemed to come from the depths of his throat, and it was so low and seductive.

Wen Xiaoya's ears instantly turned red.

——"Ah! It sounds so good!"

Si Xingmu was startled, and the corners of his lips raised again.

Sure enough, you have to be close to hear her voice.

"Anything else?"

Wen Xiaoya didn't want him to stay in the kitchen for too long, otherwise she wouldn't be able to concentrate on making soup.

"How much longer?"

Si Xingmu had no intention of leaving.

Wen Xiaoya took a look and said, "It should be soon. Are you hungry?"

"Well, a little bit."

"Then I'll speed up."

As soon as I finished saying this, I heard a scream from next door, "Ah!"

Huo Le threw away the spatula in his hand, and a raging fire jumped more than one meter high in the pot. The fire was frightening.

"careful!"

Si Xingmu immediately put down the water glass, picked up the lid of the pot and covered it.

Wen Xiaoya also rushed forward and quickly turned off the switch.

The two moved quickly and cooperated very well.

When he turned off the stove, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It scared me to death..."

Huo Le stood on one side, shocked.

At this time, Si Xingmu suddenly took a breath of air, "Hiss..."

"What's wrong?"

Wen Xiaoya immediately looked at him nervously.

"It's okay, I just moved too fast and forgot that my right hand was still injured and it was pulled."

Si Xingmu moved his wrist and frowned tightly. It was obvious that the injured area was very painful.

Seeing this, Wen Xiaoya's heart was filled with fire, her eyes sharpened, and she turned around and glared at Huo Le fiercely.

"!!!"

Huo Le was so frightened that he stood upright instantly.

[Hiss, this look is so scary!]

[As for that? Our Jialele didn’t mean it either]

[Wen Xiaoya’s cannibalistic expression, those who didn’t know it thought Lele had killed her whole family!]

[Fans of Huole, please be kind, if Wen Xiaoya and my brother hadn’t taken action just now, the whole kitchen would have been on fire right now!]

[Wen Xiaoya’s mother is hammered with pink stones! That look in her eyes is so protective! 】

——"I can't even cook, but it hurts my little boy. It's really useless!"

Wen Xiaoya scolded Huo Le thousands of times in her heart.

Seeing this, Si Xingmu raised his eyebrows, put down his hand, and said comfortingly: "I'm fine, just take a rest."

"Really?"

Wen Xiaoya looked at his hand with concern and did not dare to touch it directly.

"Well, it's really okay."

"Then you go out and wait. I'll be here."

Wen Xiaoya urged him to leave.

Si Xingmu curled his lower lip lightly and said, "Okay."

He turned and left the restaurant.

Wen Xiaoya glanced coldly at Huo Le, who was still standing there stupidly, and said in a deep voice: "You also go out, I will take care of it here."

"But my food..."

Wen Xiaoya opened the lid of the pot and told him cruelly: "Your food has been burnt."
To be continued...
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