Chapter 1186 Co-authoring with my dignified scientific researcher is better than making dumplings?
The young lady's long hair was cold and wet hanging down, sticking to Wu Ke's waist and chest.
Feeling the abnormality on his waist and chest, Wu Ke couldn't help but shiver. It probably made people think of something slippery, wriggling, with n number of tentacles, hidden in the darkness.
Disgusting creature.
However, rare creatures like tech nerds are extraordinary after all. First of all, it is said that most nerd-type creatures always have a natural and instinctive affinity for geek-type creatures...
Wu Ke stared hard at the little sister's face. His thoughts came out in a mess. First, he used a materialistic head to quickly outline in his mind the original appearance of the ghost girl:
"All eight canine teeth have been shortened back to normal levels, the color of the tongue has been changed to pink, the bifurcations have been closed, and the gap on the lips has been removed. What color should I use for lip gloss, be it peach blossom or smoked bean paste, and add a little glaze?
The best..."
Hey, man!
Always as calm as a machine when something should or shouldn't be done.
So what appeared in Wu Ke's mind was a beautiful face with red lips, white teeth and a peach-like face. He took a deep breath, and the smell of the young lady's hair lingered in his nose.
"Hey! I'm done..."
"Yes," the young lady squatted on Wu Ke's chest, stared at him, and repeated pointedly, "You're done!"
"?"
This young lady's brain doesn't seem to be very useful.
Wu Ke recited [The Theory of Relativity] silently, and also stared at the young lady without blinking.
The young lady's eyes seemed a little more flexible, maybe because she had been out for a long enough time.
"What are you doing..."
Wu Ke's face was expressionless,
"Transcendence, physical transcendence."
He cried silently in his heart and promised that the villain would die because he talked too much! Brother Chou, help me! How long has this been going on?
There was a cold light in the young lady's eyes,
"This will transcend you..."
boom!
A big foot kicked the sealed wall into pieces, and the broken wall turned into paper dust and disappeared.
Lin Chou came in with a large plate of steaming dumplings. He was immediately happy when he saw this scene, raised his thumbs up and said,
"Young people have a lot of tricks up their sleeves, and their postures are pretty standard!"
Wu Ke, whose chest was stepped on by the ghost girl, had a sad and sad look in his eyes.
The female ghost girl squatting on Wu Ke's chest in the riding position was stunned.
Female ghost lady: Wait, my Welding Martial Emperor technique was so dared to be shattered by just one kick?
Lin Chou changed the hot dumpling plate from her left hand to her right hand, holding her chin and clicking her tongue.
"Do you want to eat dumplings in this posture?"
Somehow, Boss Lin, whose whole body exudes the aroma of dumplings, seems to smell the sour smell of love, and really wants a torch...
Wu Ke breathed in hissingly. Brother Chou, are you trying to anger the ghost lady?
The female ghost sister obviously had no weight in any practical sense, but she seemed to be standing directly on his heart through his bones, making him unable to move, as if a crane was driving over his chest.
Wu Ke saw that the young lady's breathing rate seemed to have doubled significantly.
I take pills!
died...
However, the young lady did not have any intention of taking out his heart and taking a look. She was obviously more interested in the plate of dumplings than Wu Ke himself. This is wrong! This is not possible! Together with me, I was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze.
A scientific researcher might as well be making dumplings?!
The pretty face in my mind is doing something wrong again. It seems that the ghost girl with the riding position on her chest has been automatically photoshopped, her head changed, and level 8 beauty has been turned on.
Cry, forgive this single dog... I have never been analyzed from such a distance by any wild lady...
Wu Ke remembered a joke that a middle-aged balding senior made when watching a horror movie:
A guy who has been single for thirty years can be so angry and scary. Even if a Sadako really crawls out of the TV, he will only be killed in front of him...
This is the same as some cuties, who want to fall in love but are afraid of being raped. Wu Ke now wants to have sex with someone but is afraid of sex. In short, it is very complicated.
Obviously, neither boss Lin, who is Wu Ke's source of confidence, nor the young lady who is riding on his face can understand Wu Ke's complexity. Oh, they even went so far as not to look at Wu Ke's face.
Wu Ke looked up to the sky with a little sadness and anger: Why don't I change my name to Wu Shi?
"Dumplings, dumplings?" Miss Ghost looked at the thick-bottomed white porcelain plate in a daze, fearing that it would run away with its long legs.
"Yes, dumplings!" Lin Chou repeated with a smile, fanning the heat from the plate with her hand, "The skin is thin and the fillings are big. They are just out of the pan."
Gudong.
Wu Ke swore that he really heard the sound of the ghost girl swallowing her saliva.
The female ghost lady shouted loudly,
"dumpling!"
Very emotional.
She stepped on Wu Ke's face and turned around on him. She squatted and held Wu Ke's entire abdominal muscles with both hands, like a cat whose soul was sealed by a ball of yarn.
Gudong!
Wu Ke swore that he also heard the sound of himself swallowing saliva, a loud noise.
"Hehe, purple..."
Lin Chou staggered.
Trying hard to maintain a decent smile on his face, he secretly raised his thumb at Wu Ke, and then it instantly turned into a stick with his middle finger.
Thief Sun, I forgot that I am saving your life right now, this is very serious!
"Um..." Boss Lin was so angry that he almost forgot his lines, "How do you want to eat it? I'll cook it for you?"
The female ghost lady tilted her head, her long hair dripping with black water,
"It's burnt, doesn't taste good, and I won't eat it."
What the hell?
Miss, your request is a bit too much...
Boss Lin blinked his eyes in confusion.
He just listened to Lao Lin and Lao Lao Lin talk about the taboos and anecdotes about opening a restaurant, and it was treated as a bedtime story at the time...
Moreover, those story routines are all the same, and they are nothing more than invitations and deliveries. Once they are processed, it is just a plate of dishes, and most of them are worthless noodles or dumplings. At worst, if they are not processed well, it will be a life...
But it seems like this young lady didn’t follow the standard procedure?
Shouldn't it be my handsome and handsome boss Lin who lights a handful of yellow paper and cooks the dumplings and wine for you? Shouldn't this story of benevolence and justice end here?
The young lady's body was no longer stable, and she might float away from Wu Ke's body at any time and follow the scent to the plate.
Lin Chou took a look, slowly moved forward, and moved the plate towards the young lady.
The young lady raised her nose vigorously,
"Put it here, put it here!"
Lin Chou shrugged and placed the plate on Wu Ke's Dantian as instructed, so the riding position changed into a worse reverse riding position.
The young lady sniffed it vigorously a few times, her expression intoxicated.
Lin Chou noticed that the ghost girl's appearance was no longer as bad as before, and the blood stains mixed with dirty black water were slowly disappearing.
Wu Ke grinned and whispered,
"Brother Chou, when did you find her? Hiss, it's so hot. These dumplings are so damn hot, my eggs are about to be cooked!"
"Stop beeping!" Lin Chou rolled his eyes, "I'll give you fried dumplings next time, believe it or not?"
Wu Ke immediately shut his mouth.
but...
He first turned his head sideways and looked around the exaggerated curves due to the tightness to look at the profile of the young lady who was gradually becoming more beautiful. Then he rearranged his head and looked at the nose, nose and heart...
"It's still lace..."
A strange light began to flash in his eyes, and he tried to press the gun.
"It's dirty!"
Lin Chou couldn't stand it anymore.
"What," Wu Ke sniffed, "Brother Chou, I seem to have a nosebleed..."