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Chapter 654 Doubtful Points

It only took Zhou Shiqi and Wang Keer nearly half an hour to arrive at the Wang Family Courtyard from the hotel.

This was because the road was congested and we had to stop at several red lights.

Otherwise, if the road is open, it will only take ten minutes at most from the hotel to the Wang Family Courtyard.

After the two got out of the car, they had just stepped into the courtyard hand in hand when they were spotted by the sharp-eyed Wang Xiao.

He lay down in front of the window sill, turned to the back room and shouted: "Grandpa, grandma, sister and brother-in-law are back!"

Zhou Shiqi and Wang Keer smiled at each other, opened the door and entered the living room of the main house.

As soon as I opened the door, a warm feeling hit my face, which was in sharp contrast to the cold outside.

Separated by a door, it's like two distinct worlds.

Although the two of them have advanced cultivation and have already reached the point where they are immune to the cold and heat, they are still comfortable in a heated room compared to the severe cold outside.

People like Zhou Shiqi, who have lived in the south since childhood, don't mention how much they envy the central heating in the north.

Although in winter, the temperature in the north is at least ten to twenty degrees lower than in the south, the weather in the south is humid, and this coldness and humidity can penetrate into the bones.

Just like a famous saying circulating on the Internet, I am a wolf from the north, but I froze into a dog in the south.

It can be seen how terrible the winter in the south is!

Closer to home, although Zhou Shiqi and Wang Keer were delayed in the hotel room for a while, in fact, because the second game of the eighth round of the national competition ended relatively early today, it was just lunch time.

Mrs. Wang made her best fried noodles again for lunch today, and because she knew that her granddaughter and future grandson-in-law would come back, she made even more.

Although Zhou Shiqi and Wang Keer had something to eat in the private room of the hotel, they spent most of the time drinking and drinking. Not to mention, looking at the delicious and delicious noodles, both of them moved their index fingers.

Mrs. Wang immediately served them both a large bowl of noodles.

Seeing the two of them devouring food like they were competing, Mrs. Wang couldn't help laughing and scolding when she was beaming with joy: "Look at you two children, it looks like you haven't eaten for a few days. I don't know, I thought you

I was abused!"

After swallowing the noodles in his mouth, Zhou Shiqi said with a smile: "Grandma, it's not the fried noodles you made that are so delicious, we can't help ourselves, um, they taste so delicious!"

As he said that, he started chewing again.

After a while, Wang Keer actually took a step ahead of Zhou Shiqi and wiped out a large bowl of fried noodles.

Seeing Wang Keer still staring longingly at the noodles on the table, Mrs. Wang was really angry and funny: "You silly girl, you are still so open to outsiders in your own home!"

As she said this, Mrs. Wang snatched the big bowl from Wang Keer's hand and filled her with a lot of noodles.

"Thank you grandma!"

Wang Ke'er happily took the big bowl. Just when she was about to use her chopsticks, Mrs. Wang suddenly slapped her forehead: "Oh, my brain has forgotten that Ke'er doesn't like garlic at home."

"But when I was frying the fried sauce, I put a lot of it in."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Wang also looked at Wang Ke'er slightly suspiciously: "Ke'er, you don't hate eating garlic now?"

Hearing this, Wang Keer's face froze, and she paused with the chopsticks in her hand stretched out in mid-air.

Her expression changed again and again, and her eyes flickered even more.

Glancing at Zhou Shiqi, who also stopped using his chopsticks and was staring at her with a frown, Wang Keer's eyelids jumped wildly. Then, she said dryly: "Today's competition was a bit exhausting. I'm a bit hungry. The fried sauce just now

I really didn’t taste the garlic flavor in the noodles.”

Speaking of this, Wang Keer couldn't help complaining: "Grandma, why do you have to remind me that there is a lot of garlic in this fried noodles, and now it's hard for me to swallow."

Mrs. Wang rolled her eyes angrily and scolded: "You are just pretentious. You said you don't eat garlic, but the garlic you just ate tasted better than anyone else's."

"Grandma!" Wang Keer pouted and looked at Old Mrs. Wang angrily.

"Okay, I'm afraid of you now!" Mrs. Wang stood up and left her seat, saying without looking back, "I'll fry you some fried sauce without garlic, it'll be ready soon."

"Hehe, grandma is the best!" Wang Keer's big eyes instantly turned into crescent moons.

But she couldn't help but wiped away a cold sweat in her heart: "It was so dangerous, so dangerous, I was almost exposed. Fortunately, I am smart, smart and cute, so I got through it."

Staring at Wang Ke'er steadily, the fleeting look of joy on her face was caught by Zhou Shiqi's eyes on the spot.

At this moment, Zhou Shiqi's heart was filled with turmoil. In order to avoid making Wang Keer suspicious, he immediately buried his head and pretended to put the noodles in his mouth.

But when the originally delicious fried noodles came into my mouth, they tasted like nothing at the moment.

"What is Xiaoniu Wang so happy about?"

"What secret is she hiding in her heart that we cannot know?"

"Also, I have always known that she doesn't eat garlic."

"It stands to reason that a person who hates eating garlic would be quite alarmingly sensitive to garlic."

"It won't happen that she temporarily forgets her own preferences because she is too hungry."

At this moment, Wang Keer pushed the big bowl in front of him to Zhou Shiqi: "Old Zhou, I don't eat garlic. Please help me eat these noodles."

"Oh, okay!" Zhou Shiqi poured the noodles from Wang Keer's bowl into his own bowl, paying attention to her every move.

When he found Wang Keer staring closely at his bowl, with a hint of pain flashing in his eyes, Zhou Shiqi looked funny and secretly cursed her as a greedy little cat.

But after a second thought, Zhou Shiqi was surprised again: "Because this bowl of fried noodles contains garlic, which she hates the most, Ke'er gave it to me."

"In this case, why is she reluctant to part with it?"

"Also, since today's game ended, I feel that something has changed in Wang Xiaoniu."

"If she had been like this, when I held her sideways and ran around the arena, she would have gotten angry on the spot."

"But she brushed it off on the field, and she didn't settle the score with me when she came back."

"When I boldly asked for a kiss as a joke, she actually didn't refuse."

"After coming out of the hotel, I asked her to pick up the car, but she seemed to have forgotten that she had the Sumeru Ring."

"The thing that puzzles me the most is that from the little brat's clone, from the end of the game until now, the system background has been continuously collecting negative values ​​of Wang Xiaoniu's favorability."

"What the hell is going on?"


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