Chapter 161 (1/2)

Jingxuan takes a look, picks up the chicken in one hand and pulls Tang Huai into the kitchen, then closes the door.

Jingxuan relies on the door. He has great strength. No matter how Yang Jinghai struggles outside, he can't open the door.

”Two thieves, open the door! Dare to kill my chicken, I'll call the police! ” Yang Jing's air and sea are so strong that his neck has become thick.

”What to do?” Tang Huai looks at Jingxuan nervously.

”I'll block the door. You clean the chicken. Believe me, Grandpa Yang won't blame us if the chicken is cooked.” Jingxuan is very comfortable leaning on the door.

”Oh.” Tang Huai was stunned. Suddenly, he felt that Grandpa Yang met a rogue like Jingxuan What a pity!

Tang Huai found some in this simple kitchen, including peanut oil, soy sauce, salt, onion, garlic, dried pepper, fennel leaves

The simple kitchen, so many seasonings, Grandpa Yang is a person who likes eating.

Tang Huai looks back at Jingxuan. No wonder he asked her to kill chickens. He found that Grandpa Yang is a man who likes eating.

Tang Huai cleaned the chicken's internal organs, chopped the onion and garlic, cut two dried peppers, took out a handful of anise leaves and washed them, mixed them with soy sauce and peanut oil, then grabbed these spices and rubbed them on the chicken, the rest of them were stuffed into the chicken neck.

After everything was done, she put the chicken in the pot and marinated it for a while. She went to wash the pot.

Yang Jinghai outside claps at the door and shouts loudly, but Jingxuan inside doesn't seem to hear him.

Seeing Tang Huai's familiar action of putting seasoning on the chicken, Jing Xuan thought it was a kind of feast for the eyes. He looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

The kitchen is full of the flavor of spices. The light taste of pepper and onion makes Jingxuan swallow.

”Tang Huai, I can't wait.” Jing Xuan looks at Tang Huai with a smile.

Tang Huai looked back at him.

Men Rao Mou, although with a smile, but this is always a pair of eyes as if able to see everything.

After closing the door, the light in the kitchen is very dim. The man has a broad outline, but it's deep and mysterious. Tang huaizhen can't imagine that such a perfect man even has something to do with the army ruffian.

Thinking of his present performance, Tang Huai couldn't help but smile.

Jingxuan frowned slightly, his voice was low: ”what are you laughing at?”

”Brother Jingxuan, can't you get cold in front of me?”

”How cold is it to be frank between husband and wife?”

”Who is married to you?” Tang Huai's face turned red and squatted in front of the stove to make a fire.

Jingxuan looks at her affectionately: ”I like you. I just ran to get married. Sooner or later, we will all be husband and wife.”

”Open the door!” Behind the door, there was another fierce slap, Yang Jinghai's voice, through the ears.

Jing Xuan ignored the old man outside and looked at Tang Huai at her own will.

Tang Huaisheng good fire, put a little oil into the pot, and then put the chicken into the pot, cover the pot.

She sat there, looking at the fire in front of her eyes. The fire swayed and made her face bright and dark.

From the angle of Jingxuan, what she sees is her side face, her eyes are bright and clear, her nose is smart, and her lips are bright and red What a bad girl!

Jing xuanyang's lips, this is his girl, his girl!

Baked chicken on fire, just a few minutes ago, the fragrant taste spread in the kitchen and floated out.

Yang Jinghai outside suddenly stopped when he smelled the fragrant smell and scolded them.

Yang Jinghai sniffed the fragrance coming from his nose, including anise leaves, chili, scallion and garlic With the smell of chicken, it makes people drool.

Yang Jinghai's throat overflowed. It's so fragrant!

With the passage of time, the fragrance is more and more strong, and the oral liquid in the mouth of yangjinghaikou is more and more.

He kept swallowing his saliva. He had a lump in his throat. He had a bowl of porridge in the morning, but he hasn't eaten anything yet.

Two dead bunnies, how dare they kill his chickens and occupy his kitchen for food!

”When I count to three, open the door for me!” Yang Jinghai slaps the door hard.

”How long will it take?” Jing Xuan looks at Tang Huai and asks.

Tang Huai is turning over the chicken. The whole one is baked. It's not so fast. ”Bake slowly for ten minutes.”