Marvel’s Disassembler

Chapter 582: Kitchen disaster!

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At 5:30 in the afternoon, Li Xiaomi came out of the subway entrance, looked at the clouds gradually rising in the sky and sighed softly.

It has been quite some time since I came back. I originally thought that after graduation and getting a job, I would be able to spend more time with Xia Zhiye.

However, the reality is that I have been working here for such a long time but have not even seen the shadow of Xia Zhiye.

Although we keep in touch through text messages from time to time, but... there is still an indescribable loneliness.

I understand, I understand!

After all, with a superhero as her boyfriend, Li Xiaomi can understand everything, but understanding is just understanding. Only she can understand how painful it is.

But even so, Li Xiaomi never planned to complain to Xia Zhiye, nor did she plan to get involved in the colorful world of feasting and drinking.

No matter what time it is, as long as she gets off work, she will go home as soon as possible.

Make a sumptuous meal, no matter whether that person is at home or not, no matter whether he can eat it or not, even if it is just through text messages, use these delicacies to seduce that hateful man, it can make up for something, right

Li Xiaomi walked home while thinking about it.

A smile occasionally appeared on the corner of her mouth, but it inexplicably turned into a sigh.

"Maybe I'm enduring too much loneliness at an age that I shouldn't be enduring?" Li Xiaomi muttered, then waved his arms and continued to maintain his full energy.

Because we are almost home.

Because, even if that guy is not at home, his scent is still there, and that house has his smell.

"Well, if he knew I thought so, he would definitely feel sorry for me, right?" Li Xiaomi suddenly laughed: "However, he is more likely to complain that his body odor is not that strong... Well, this guy doesn't know what romance is, so this kind of thing is very likely to happen. However, what's important is not his smell, but the traces of his life... As long as there are such traces, I can pretend that I have always been with him."

But when Li Xiaomi thought about it this way, she felt that she was almost losing her self.

"Love can't be used to make a living, Li Xiaomi, you have to have your own ideals." Li Xiaomi tried to cheer herself up, but after less than two minutes, she sighed sadly: "My ideal is to grow old with him."

I felt inexplicably depressed and came to my doorstep dejectedly. The entrance to the subway station was not far away.

I took out the key and opened the door, but suddenly I smelled a very bad smell!

"Burnt smell? On fire?"

Li Xiaomi was shocked and his face turned pale in an instant. If even his house was on fire, wouldn’t all traces of his life be gone

The only thing that can comfort my loneliness, can’t you leave it to me

Li Xiaomi's eyes suddenly turned red. After a few steps, she had already reached the second floor. The sea of fire that she had thought she would see was not there... Only a thin black smoke was spreading out from the kitchen.

Li Xiaomi paused, looking at the black smoke coming out of the kitchen and listening to the gurgling sound of water. Her expression gradually froze. Then she walked to the kitchen door step by step and peeked inside...

Xia Zhiye's face was covered in black dust, and he was coughing while washing a pot at the sink.

He looked very embarrassed, choked by the black smoke, but he kept the window tightly closed. Through the layers of smoke, it was difficult to see his true expression, but... he must be very depressed, right

When did he come back

Is he in the kitchen cooking for himself

This idiot... letting him into the kitchen would obviously be a disaster!

But... why so excited

Why... I really want to have a bite of the food he made himself? No matter if it looks ugly or tastes good or bad

I don't care about anything, I don't pay attention to anything. Even if I die immediately after eating it, I will probably shed tears of joy, right

"You are so useless, Li Xiaomi!"

Li Xiaomi bit her lip. She didn't want to complain or blame him, but didn't she feel angry at all? Did she feel any regret at all? Did she ever think of treating him coldly in an inadvertent way to let him know how sad and tormented she was in her heart

Has there been one

But why, when she saw Xia Zhiye busying herself clumsily in the kitchen, she felt more joy and heartache...

After all the feelings rolled around in my heart, what finally condensed into an impulse that made me want to rush directly into his arms and never be separated

"Fool… "

Biting her lip, Li Xiaomi blurted out only two words.

Xia Zhiye, who was washing the pot, obviously heard it. Then he turned around suddenly and saw Li Xiaomi standing at the door.

Then he subconsciously hid the pot behind himself. Just as he was about to say something, he coughed again and again: "Hey, don't come in yet. Believe me, I can definitely handle it!!"

"This idiot..." Li Xiaomi took off her high heels and rushed into Xia Zhiye's arms in two steps. When he was unprepared, she blocked his mouth... with her lips!

It was very long. If Li Xiaomi hadn't coughed because of the smoke and had to interrupt, Xia Zhiye felt that this kiss between the two might last until the next century.

After stealthily putting the wok behind him into the decomposition space, Xia Zhiye smiled and said, "When did you come back?"

"What were you doing when you were washing the pot?" After Li Xiaomi finished coughing, she looked into the trash can.

It was no longer recognizable from its original appearance, and there was only a black suspicious object.

He turned his doubtful gaze to Xia Zhiye again, but Xia Zhiye suddenly woke up from a dream and quickly opened the window: "Don't choke."

Li Xiaomi burst out laughing: "Why didn't you remember to open the window when you were alone?"

“… Uh, I forgot.” Xia Zhiye scratched his head.

"Then why do you remember it now?"

"Isn't it... because I'm afraid I'll choke you?" Xia Zhiye laughed dryly.

"Stupid..." Li Xiaomi had said these two words several times, and her eyes became gentle again, but she suddenly realized something: "Where is my pot?"

"Um... maybe it disappeared?" Xia Zhiye said, "Well, everything just now was just a test. I have accumulated enough experience. So, beautiful girl, are you willing to go out with me to buy another pot and wait for me to present you with the most perfect braised pork?"