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Chapter 50: You think I am a snail girl

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"Jiangtang, you think I'm a snail girl..." Glancing at the large four-door refrigerator, Ning Xiaofei walked over and stretched out her hand to hold the refrigerator door, "It's so late at night, where can I buy ginger for you!"

Ning Xiaofei's eyes widened immediately when she saw the full refrigerator.

Milk, eggs, cakes, fruits... the fresh-keeping layer of the refrigerator is filled with all kinds of food and ingredients.

She opened her mouth in surprise and pulled away the frozen layer below.

Be good!

Dumplings, noodles, pizza, steak, shrimp, cod...

At that moment, Ning Xiaofei smiled so toothlessly that she wanted to hug the big refrigerator and kiss it. She stretched out her little tongue and licked her lips. She looked up and down at the refrigerator in front of her.

"Is this what a husband should do?! For the sake of this refrigerator, I won't care about you, um... What are you going to eat tonight?!"

The instant noodles spilled after just a few mouthfuls, and now she is still very hungry.

After carefully looking around the refrigerator, she took out a box of strawberries, picked one up and stuffed it into her mouth. Feeling the sweet and sour taste overflowing from her lips, Ning Xiaofei smiled greedily at the delicious food in the refrigerator.

Just after taking a shower, it must be wonderful to be pulled out by him to blow in the cold air and eat a bowl of hot noodles to warm up...

Just as she said, she immediately took out a bag of udon noodles and some ingredients suitable for cooking noodles from the refrigerator. She noticed the imported brown sugar on the shelf, curled her lips, and took them out too.

She was hit with cold water all the way and didn't say anything.

If you just sprayed him with saliva, why should you drink ginger soup

Forget it, forget it, he is a great person, and his body and bones are precious, how can he be like her... No one cares for her, no one loves her, she was brought here barefoot in the middle of the night, and even if she sneezes, she will be disliked.

After washing the ingredients neatly, she found a small soup pot from the cabinet and filled it with water. She quickly cut off two slices of ginger and threw them into the pot. After thinking about it, she cut a few more slices and threw them in.

King Mu of Hell, I will kill you!

After turning on the fire and boiling water, she quickly washed the ingredients she needed and cut them into thin strips.

Looking at the colorfully cut ingredients on the shore, I pinched a strawberry and stuffed it into my mouth. I put on my apron and immediately took out another pot and turned on the fire.

Saute the onions and ginger, simmer the red tomatoes into a thick soup, then add the ginger slices and peeled shrimps...

Soon, a bowl of fragrant noodle soup was put into the big bowl.

Add the eggs that are fried until they are medium-ripe, add a little sesame oil, and sprinkle some chopped chives...

Ning Xiaofei held the bowl and smelled the aroma, her mouth watering.

What is happiness? There is always food in the refrigerator and money in the card... This is happiness!

Without dragging her apron, she happily walked into the restaurant with the bowl in her arms. When she came back to take the tableware, she noticed that ginger soup was still boiling on the fire.

I was only thinking about my own noodles and almost forgot about this. It should be fine after cooking it for so long.

Opening the lid of the pot and smelling the strong smell of ginger in the air, Ning Xiaofei raised her lips.

It smells strong enough, and it definitely tastes good!

She took out an empty bowl and poured the soup into it. She smiled wickedly and picked out the ginger slices in it. She looked at the brown sugar that she had prepared. She put a small spoonful in it and put the ginger soup in with a smile. Return to the dining room and put it on the table.

"Husband, come and drink ginger soup!"

In the study, no one responded.

What a big name!

Ning Xiaofei curled her lips, put the pinched chopsticks back into the chopstick holder, walked to the study door with her slippers on, and gently knocked on the door.