After saying goodbye to Dong Yongyuan, Wu Miaomiao turned around and entered the mall.
When it comes to buying clothes, Wu Miaomiao has difficulty choosing when buying clothes for herself, let alone buying it for Ji Lang. She didn't think about these things before she came to the mall, she just wanted to buy more, buy it ruthlessly, and bought only the clothes she bought in her husband's closet, so that the husband could only wear the clothes she bought. At that time, you can take it off as you want, and take it off when you want.
hehe~~
But after entering the men's clothing brand store, Wu Miaomiao was immediately at a loss and couldn't pick them out. In the end, she simply took a pictorial in the store, and bought three or four sets in a row according to what the models were wearing. Fortunately, he had already bought a suit for Ji Lang before, so there was no need to call and ask Ji Lang for the size of his clothes.
After visiting three brand stores in a row, when Wu Miaomiao got into the taxi with the spoils, the back seat was full of shopping bags, and the startled driver couldn't help but take a few more glances. Although she bought a lot of clothes, it didn't take much time to buy them. It was less than 7:30 when the taxi arrived downstairs in Huating Community. In other words, after deducting the time on the road and the time she wasted talking to Dong Yongyuan, she walked for less than fifty minutes in total.
Upstairs, Ji Lang is cooking in the kitchen.
He got off work early today, and thought that Wu Miaomiao would not be back until eight o'clock, so he went to the nearby supermarket to buy a bunch of ingredients on a whim. Ji Lang has been living alone since college, and has no other hobbies besides work on weekdays, so his basic life skills are basically lit up, and he can also cook some dishes. It's just that he doesn't like to cook himself, and he only cooks to improve himself when the takeout is about to vomit.
Ji Lang glanced at the time and felt that the pork rib soup was almost done, so he lifted the lid and took a look. Just as he was about to put the salt, there was a knock on the door, followed by Wu Miaomiao. sound.
"Master, help me open the door."
Ji Lang was slightly startled, feeling strange, but he put down what was in his hand, walked to the door, and opened the door from the inside. Then he saw more than a dozen shopping bags of different colors, and a person who was squeezed among the shopping bags without opening the door at all.
Really bought a lot.
When Wu Miaomiao saw the door opened, she was about to go in with the bag, but because there were too many bags, she was blocked by the door frame when she entered the door. In the first block, he was bounced back two steps.
Wu Miaomiao was a little confused for a while, how did she get pushed out
Ji Lang couldn't hold back, laughed out loud, and then walked over to pick up the shopping bag in Wu Miaomiao's hand: "Give me something."
"Mmmm." Wu Miaomiao also came back to her senses at this time, smiled stupidly, and walked inside while giving the shopping bag to Ji Lang.
"It's so fragrant, Xianggong, are you cooking?" Wu Miaomiao smelled the strong aroma of the food as soon as she entered the room, and then her eyes lit up.
Xianggong cooks for himself at home
"Yeah." Ji Lang was putting shopping bags on the sofa. One or two of them fell over, revealing the clothes inside. Ji Lang glanced at it and frowned, "The men's clothes you bought?"
"Yeah, they were all bought for Xianggong." Wu Miaomiao had already entered the kitchen, and when he heard Ji Lang's question, he answered from a distance.
Ji Lang was stunned for a while, he bought it all for himself? In disbelief, he turned over a few more bags, and then a few more bags, and finally determined that there was a sofa full of clothes, and there was no women's clothes. Classmate Wu Miaomiao didn't go home after school, so she went to the mall, and really bought him all the clothes.
Ji Lang was a little puzzled, and planned to go to the kitchen to ask Wu Miaomiao what was going on, but as soon as he entered, he saw Wu Miaomiao was opening the lid, and his head was about to stick out into the soup pot.
"Be careful." Ji Lang pulled Wu Miaomiao's arm and pulled the person up, "There is steam."
"Mmmm." Wu Miaomiao raised her hand and wiped her face, her eyes still glancing at the spare ribs soup.
Ji Lang was speechless, walked over and turned off the fire, then picked up the salt shaker and put salt in it, and finally took a spoon and handed it to Wu Miaomiao: "If you want to drink it, pour it out."
"I don't drink, I'll wait for my husband to come together." Wu Miaomiao shook her head and said.
"Then take out the bowls and chopsticks, and I'll just fry another vegetable." Ji Lang said.
"Okay." In response, Wu Miaomiao began to work happily.
She first brought out some dishes prepared by Ji Lang in the kitchen, then took the two people's tableware from the cupboard and put them out, and finally found a big soup bowl, which was full of The pork ribs soup is served out. When she did all this, Ji Lang's last dish was ready.
"Eat." Ji Lang felt that Wu Miaomiao was probably starving, and stared at the food with unusually bright eyes.
Wu Miaomiao had been waiting for Ji Lang's words for a long time. As soon as he sat down, he immediately took his chopsticks and ate a piece of braised pork. He only took two bites. The meat in his mouth was not swallowed, so he was confused Chao Jilang spoke.
"Ow."
Ji Lang couldn't hear what Wu Miaomiao said, but he could probably guess: "Don't speak when there is something in your mouth."
Wu Miaomiao smiled embarrassedly, then chewed it quickly, and after swallowing it, praised it again: "Delicious, this is the best braised pork I have ever eaten."
Ji Lang chuckled lightly, but did not take it seriously, Wu Miaomiao was used to her sweet mouth, and could say anything sweet without blushing or panting. But Ji Lang himself is self-aware of his cooking skills. He doesn't cook often, and when he cooks, he just copies the recipes, so the taste can only be considered ok. The best thing to eat is simply impossible.
"I haven't eaten home-cooked food for a long time." Wu Miaomiao seemed very excited and kept boasting, "Xiang Gong, I didn't expect you to be able to cook, you are so virtuous, and if I could marry you, I must have burned Gaoxiang in my last life. ."
Ji Lang's hand grabbed the food: "Xianhui, don't use it to describe a man."
"Why?!" Wu Miaomiao was puzzled.
Ji Lang was too lazy to explain to her, just said, "I don't like it."
"Oh, that Xianggong, you are really good, you actually know how to cook." Wu Miaomiao corrected immediately.
"..." Why does it still sound awkward
Wu Miaomiao's meal was very fragrant, and the amount of food was much larger than usual. The three dishes and one soup prepared by Ji Lang were made according to the remaining weight, but they were all swept away by Wu Miaomiao. He slumped on the chair with his stomach stretched out, and was even panting heavily.
"Ah, I'm so tired from eating, Mr. Xianggong, put the bowl, and when I can move, I'll go wash." Wu Miaomiao said panting.
Ji Lang twitched the corners of his mouth: "Even if you want to give me face, you won't support yourself like this."
"It's not to give you face..." Wu Miaomiao hiccupped and continued, "I'm happy, my dream has come true."
"Dream?" Ji Lang wondered, what kind of dream is a meal.
"Six months ago, when the master left, I was actually a little scared." Wu Miaomiao suddenly said, "Although the wizard is able to communicate yin and yang, he also looks down on life and death, but death is death. Even if I pass after I die, the master will also It has already been reincarnated, and once you enter reincarnation, it is almost impossible to see each other again."
Ji Lang was startled. He didn't expect that Wu Miaomiao, who seemed very happy just now, would suddenly start such a sad topic.
"I grew up with my master since I was a child, and I only have the master as a relative. Where there is a master is my home, so when the master is gone, my home is gone." Wu Miaomiao continued, "I asked the master when I was a child, Home Or conversely, I am in the house, there is a person who can wait, wait for him to come back, and then cook for him. I used to be like this with the master. Every day when I go back from school, the master will cook at home and wait for me. Master. After I left, I haven't eaten home-cooked food for a long time."
It turned out that Wu Miaomiao's sigh just now was not surprised that she cooked the food, but because she missed her master.
"Maybe you don't believe it, I liked you the first time I saw you, so I wanted to live in your house, cook for you, and make your place my home. It's a pity that at that time, you I don't seem to like me very much." Speaking of this, Wu Miaomiao's tone was full of grievances.
Ji Lang's expression moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it, so he could only continue to listen in the end.
"I just thought, I must make you like me. When you like me, I will quietly learn a few dishes, and then I will make it in advance when you are not off work, and then wait for you to come back. In this way, my first Once a goal is achieved, I will have a home again. But I didn’t expect that I planned for so long, and finally it was Xiang Gong who made me a meal first, hehehe~~~” He said, Wu Miaomiao's aggrieved voice seemed to be healed in an instant and turned into a smug laughter, as if taking advantage of something.
After a moment of silence, Ji Lang spoke slowly. His voice seemed calm, but his eyes were full of emotions: "So, your first goal is to be my home?"
"But now you are my home first, hehe." As long as Wu Miaomiao thought of this, she couldn't help but smirk again.
If I cook this meal by myself, although it can be considered to have achieved the goal, this is what I planned at the first sight of seeing my husband, it has been planned for a long time, and it is not simple. Xianggong was different. He didn't have a plan, but went with the flow and made the meal. The home obtained in this way is more complete and more sincere. The more Wu Miaomiao thought about it, the happier she was.
Have you become Wu Miaomiao's home
Ji Lang was in a complicated mood, and the words echoed repeatedly in his mind.
Home, is it that simple
Seeing that Ji Lang suddenly stopped talking, Wu Miaomiao stared straight at the food on the table with an indistinct expression, and panicked for a while, Xianggong would not regret cooking this meal.
Wu Miaomiao was in a hurry, and didn't care about the discomfort in her stomach, she jumped up and rushed to Ji Lang's side, hugged Ji Lang's arm tightly, and said loudly and stubbornly: "I don't care, you have cooked the meal anyway, here with me, you It's my home, don't go back."
Ji Lang glanced at her: "From the first time we met, you've been relying on me like that."
"That's why you accept your fate, and you will definitely not be able to run away if you are cheated on by me. I am a wizard, if you dare to go back on your words, I will let the doll curse you." Wu Miaomiao threatened.
"Curse me what?" Ji Lang was curious.
"Curse you... In my life, I will never find a daughter-in-law again." Wu Miaomiao said viciously.
"..." Ji Lang was silent, thinking to himself, this is such a terrible curse, and then suddenly laughed, "Anyway, before you appeared, I never thought of looking for a wife."
"Then I'll..."
Huh? There seems to be something wrong.
What do you mean by this sentence
Wu Miaomiao's head quickly turned twice.
"Xiang Gong, are you confessing to me?" Wu Miaomiao exclaimed in surprise.
"Hurry up and wash the dishes." Ji Lang pulled the man down.