Wanwan's cheeks were bulging against the door frame, her eyes dripping at him, then she looked at the wall again, and firmly refused, "No!"

"It's OK to stick you on the wall," said Wanwan.

Xia Zhihuai walked to the door and picked her up, and slapped her against the wall, teasing her, "Look, you are so good with this big white wall, you can be a mascot for the house if you are covered."

Wanwan kicked her short legs: "No, I'm not a mascot."

"If you are so big, you can't stick it up on the wall, so you will be different. With such a small size, it's easy to stick it on the wall."

Wanwan looked at him suspiciously: "Don't lie to me, I know, batter and glue can't stick me to the wall!"

"The world is so big, how can you be sure that there is no glue in the world that can paste you on the wall?" Xia Zhihuai looked at her leisurely.

Wanwan snorted softly: "I just know."

"Just! Yes! Know! Know!"

"I don't want to push the wall anymore, let me down."

Wanwan struggled twice, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Xia Zhihuai didn't make much trouble and put her on the ground: "Come here and get your clothes done, learn to do your own things."

Wanwan sat in her suitcase and looked at him with resentful eyes: "I don't want to sleep with you."

Xia Zhihuai crossed his arms and circled his chest, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "There are only two bedrooms here. If you don't sleep with me, do you want to sleep on the floor or the sofa in the living room?"

Wanwan sat in the box with a small body and said deeply: "You sleep on the floor."

"I think beautifully." Xia Zhihuai looked at the quilt in the cabinet, "There are extra bedding here. I'll make a floor for you on the floor, otherwise you can find a way."

Wanwan looked at him in shock: "I am a child, how can you let me sleep on the floor?"

"You haven't slept." Xia Zhihuai snorted and said, "Anyway, every time you sleep in bed, you will be on the ground eight times in the morning when you wake up, and you won't fall when you sleep directly on the ground. How great it is."

"That was you who kicked me down. I don't care. I want to sleep in the bed."

The bed is soft, and it won’t be a problem for her to jump around on the bed, but the floor has no boundaries. She rolls and slept under the bed. What should she do?

"Then there is nothing we can do, let's take the rock-paper-scissors." Xia Zhihuai sat at the end of the bed and spread his hands, "We all want to sleep in the bed, walk-paper-scissors, whoever loses will hit the floor."

Wanwan immediately got up from the box with great confidence, clenched her fists and said, "Just make a rock-scissor."

"One game determines the outcome?" Xia Zhihuai raised his eyebrows.

Wanwan had no objection, and put Xiaopang's hand behind her back, looking at him vigilantly: "Scissors stone... cloth!"

Wanwan punched quickly, Xia Zhihuai looked down at his scissors hand and laughed: "I think three wins in five games are fair."

Wanwan withdrew her hand and said proudly: "It's useless. Brother, you are very lucky. Unless you cheat, you will definitely not be able to beat me."

Xia Zhihuai stared at her and thought for two seconds: "You are right, so the game of rock-scissors means absolutely unfair..."

"I don't care, what you said is the rock-scissors, the loser sleeps on the floor, no matter what."

Wanwan immediately turned around and ran out, resolutely not admitting that the game was unfair.

Xia Zhihuai looked at her back as she ran out, curled her lips and smiled, and shook her head helplessly.

...

After simply packing the things, Xia Zhihuai went to the kitchen to cook.

Qu Xiunan stood in the kitchen, staring at the washed vegetables and meat, and stood there without moving any further.

He has all the theoretical knowledge, but he hasn't tried it in practice.

After Xia Zhihuai washed his hands, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to cook.

Wanwan ran to the kitchen again, snatched in the door and peeked in, with a serious face as if facing a great enemy.

Qu Xiunan made way out of the position, looked back at Wanwan, and asked in a low voice: "Have you ever eaten the meal your brother made?"

Wanwan nodded.

“Can you eat it?”

Wanwan nodded again.

Qu Xiunan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Wanwan's eyes looked at him were full of sympathy.

Some foods are not enough to be eaten.

Just as Sister Zhuqing said, dark cuisine will open up a whole new world.

...

Until after dinner was served, Qu Xiunan and Wanwan sat side by side at the dining table, looking at the three dishes and one soup on the table, and completely fell into silence.

Qu Xiunan picked up the chopsticks with difficulty, glanced at the black bacon, swallowed his saliva quietly, picked up a piece and put it in Wanwan's bowl.

Wanwan immediately turned her head to look at him, her eyes staring like a bronze bell: "!!!"

Didn’t you say you wanted to be her brother before?

Why do you have to pick up food for her first at this time?

"Wanwan, try it." Qu Xiunan said with a gentle face.

Wanwan lowered her head and stared at the bacon in the bowl, looked up at Xia Zhihuai opposite: "Brother, why is the meat you made black?"

"Well... Is there too many dark soy sauces?" Xia Zhihuai said uncertainly.

Why do you need to add dark soy sauce to stir-fry bacon?

Wanwan couldn't figure it out, and she didn't know much about what the soy was, so she could only give up asking, scoop up the meat from the bowl with a spoon, and slowly put the slices into her mouth.

Qu Xiunan and Xia Zhihuai both stared at her with hot eyes.

"How is it? Wanwan." Xia Zhihuai looked at her expectantly.

Wanwan wrapped the meat in her mouth, twisted her face into a twisted expression, she wanted to vomit but felt it was not very good, and in the end she was... unable to speak.

Xia Zhihuai took a tissue, reached out to put it on her mouth, and said nervously: "If you can't eat, you will vomit it out."

Wanwan bit her a few times, swallowed the meat into her stomach, immediately picked up the cup beside the table, and poured several mouthfuls of water.

“The taste…is strange.”

Wanwan didn't know what to say, Qu Xiunan had already picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

He thrust his fingers with chopsticks, imitating Wanwan to chew the meat in his mouth a few times, and quickly swallowed it into his stomach.

"I think it's best for you to taste it yourself."

Qu Xiunan did not say whether it was good or bad.

Xia Zhihuai's intuition was a bit bad, but he still had to try what he made.

After one mouthful, the soul leaves the body.

He lowered his head and spitted the meat on a tissue, and the noodles were as colored as the dish: "Put more MSG."

Qu Xiunan said inexplicably: "Why should MSG be added to stir-fried bacon?"

Wanwan has the same puzzled face.

Xia Zhihuai was silent for two seconds: "Don't you need to add it? I saw it, so I added some."

Wanwan and Qu Xiunan said nothing, avoiding the dish of bacon and stir-fried celery.

Qu Xiunan trembled and stretched his chopsticks down and fryed bean sprouts.

This dish looks normal with shallots and tofu. Qu Xiunan tasted a little bit each and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Bean sprouts and tofu can be eaten, the shallots and tofu tastes lighter, and the bean sprouts...is OK."

Wanwan pushed her small bowl forward and said to Xia Zhihuai: "Brother, pick up food."

Xia Zhihuai made some tofu and bean sprouts for Wanwan, but did not pick up bacon for her.

"Don't eat meat tonight, eat more rice and vegetables. I'll ask others if they can cook and see if they can learn from them."

Xia Zhihuai was also a little frustrated, but he was a little lucky. At least two dishes were left to eat. It was very simple to have rice with an electric cooker, and this is the only one that would not go wrong.

Wanwan didn't make a noise either. Although she liked to eat meat, her brother couldn't do it well, so she couldn't do it.

After all, you can't just change your brother for the sake of meat, right?

Qu Xiunan and Xia Zhihuai were silent. After dinner quietly, Qu Xiunan cleaned the dishes and Xia Zhihuai took Wanwan to take a shower.

At this time, Xia Zhihuai turned off all the radio equipment and cameras in the room.

He found a set of pajamas and put hot water in the basin of Wanwan. He asked, "Wanwan, have you seen the female ghost beside Song Yuanxin?"

Wanwan stood at the door waiting for him to hurry: "I saw it."

"Do you want to help exorcist ghosts?" Xia Zhihuai looked back at her.

Wanwan clenched her fingers: "But brother, you hate that sister."

Xia Zhihuai frowned slightly: "It's the same thing that I hate her, because there are conflicts at work, but it has nothing to do with you."

"You have to do things according to your own wishes. Of course, I'm very happy that you care about my attitude and opinions."
To be continued...