Wu Boyang fell asleep on the sofa, and Meng Li ignored it.

Since I discovered something outside of Wu Boyang, the client has rejected sleeping with Wu Boyang and felt that using this method could punish Wu Boyang.

Wu Boyang gradually became tactful and did not want to provoke the client, so he slept on his own.

I have to work again the next day, so I don’t have the energy to make trouble with the client at night.

Meng Li was in the room to practice, and he had to go out to do physical work the next day, so he could reach the point where he could lead qi into his body.

So as not to be able to keep up with your physical strength, it will be funny when you come back in shame.

The client always wanted Wu Boyang to feel her difficulty, but he never had a chance.

The next morning, Meng Li got up and saw Wu Boyang still asleep, so he pushed with his hands:

"Get up."

Wu Boyang sat up and looked at Meng Li, and Meng Li said:

"Why are you standing there? Make breakfast."

Only then did Wu Boyang remember what he said last night and looked at Meng Li:

"Are you serious?"

Meng Li: "Can I have a sensation with you?"

Wu Boyang pulled the corner of his mouth and said:

"Okay, what do you want to eat."

Meng Li didn't make things difficult for him:

"Look at it, you can do whatever I usually do."

Wu Boyang disagreed and said it was OK.

I went to brush my teeth, wash my face, cook.

Meng Li also went downstairs and went to the storefront. Several young men came. They lived in the neighborhood next door and rented a house for them to make dormitories.

When they saw Meng Li, they asked Wu Boyang.

Meng Li said that she came to work today and Wu Boyang cooked.

Several people stared at Meng Li in a daze, but didn't say anything else.

Meng Li looked at the watch and it was eight o'clock now. Generally speaking, the client serves breakfast on time at 8:30 every morning.

Meng Li helped to do some preparations in the store. In fact, there were a lot of these tasks. The materials needed to be prepared. The client had read them for so many years, and even if he read them, he would have a rough idea.

Therefore, there is not much obstacle for Meng Li to do it.

Just seeing the young men being a little reserved, Meng Li tried to say something to liven up the atmosphere. After chatting for a few more words, everyone let go.

After Meng Li finished his work, he saw that it was already nine o'clock and said to everyone:

"Let's go upstairs to have a meal."

"It's already nine o'clock?" Xiao Liu exclaimed.

Then, as if he felt his performance was a bit exaggerated, Xiao Liu turned his head awkwardly again.

Meng Li took five people upstairs and sat in a row on the large log tables in the living room. Wu Boyang was making a ping-in in the kitchen. Meng Li walked in and saw that Wu Boyang was sweating profusely.

He didn't care who it was, and started commanding:

"Help me get noodles, the noodles must be muddy..."

He glanced at him and was already confused.

He looked at Meng Li again and said nothing.

Meng Li glanced at the noodles of seven people in the pot. Wu Boyang cooked them in one pot, and the inside was sticky and it was sticky and the noodles were stuck to the bottom of the pot.

The water used to cook noodles has become particularly thick.

But there was a lot of water specified before, and there was too much water under the noodles. In short, the noodle soup overflowed and it was sticky everywhere.

Meng Li twitched the corner of his mouth, seeing that Wu Boyang was still busy making side dishes and seven eggs were boiling in a pot.

The fire was very big, and the egg shells inside were cracked, and half of the egg whites were exposed, which made it look disgusting at first glance.

The seven noodle soup bowls were placed on the countertop by Wu Boyang, and some seasonings were placed inside, and the seasonings were sprinkled on the countertop.

It was because Wu Boyang was too panicked and wanted to do it as soon as possible.

If the client looked at it, it would definitely feel that it was a disaster scene...

In fact, the men on their side are basically good at cooking and basically share housework with their wives.

My daughters-in-law from other places were very satisfied with this when they got married, saying that the men on their side would only wait for the meal to start, unlike those on this side, who could do it.

When Wu Boyang got married, his skills were better than those of the client, but later all the clients took on their shoulders, and Wu Boyang never cooked again.

When the store was opened, there was not much business and people were very leisurely. Wu Boyang would rather wander outside than participate in housework.

Meng Li took a pair of chopsticks to help Wu Boyang pick up noodles, and Wu Boyang was still cutting shredded carrots there.

My wife usually serves side dishes, mainly because she often eats noodles. She just takes it without ordering side dishes, so it is difficult to swallow this noodles.

Wu Boyang felt angry in his heart. How could he be worse than his wife?

Seeing Meng Li calmly grabbing noodles there, it was quite a joke, Wu Boyang said again:

"Forget it, you go out, I'll do it myself."

Meng Li put down his chopsticks without hesitation and walked out.

The kitchen door was opened and closed by Meng Li, and the smell penetrated outside. The young men had a strange and not beautiful taste, and their complexion became weird.

They seem to have never eaten the food made by their uncle. Is it delicious?

After waiting for another ten minutes, Wu Boyang brought out two bowls of noodles and placed them on the table, saying:

"I woke up a little late this morning. I was in a hurry just now, so I'll just eat it."

The five young men and Meng Li all leaned over their heads and saw a piece of noodles and an egg in the bowl. The noodles were already very soft and almost turned into batter.

I guess I had been in the bowl for too long and it condensed into a lump again, and the soup stock inside was sucked dry.

Everyone's expressions are hard to describe...

Wu Boyang simply ignored their expressions and went in and brought out the remaining bowls, served six noodle bowls and two side dishes.

Wu Boyang pushed the bowls in front of them one by one, but there was no bowl of his own. Meng Li remembered that when Wu Boyang was in the kitchen, he mixed seven soup bowls?

Seeing Meng Li's eyes, Wu Boyang explained:

"I'll eat later."

Meng Li now doubts that Wu Boyang doesn’t want to eat this noodles at all…

After hesitating for a moment, Meng Li brought the noodle bowl over and started eating. Seeing this, the five young men also started to eat, but they were a little depressed.

The taste was really bad. Meng Li really couldn't eat too much, so he simply ate the white eggs, ate a few more bites of side dishes, and said he was full.

However, the other five people were probably really hungry. After all, they got up in the morning and worked for an hour, which might have given Wu Boyang face. In short, they finished eating.

It was almost ten o'clock after dinner, but Wu Boyang was still a little worried, so he went downstairs and muttered to bring this thing and use it.

How to use it.

Meng Li didn't pay much attention to Wu Boyang, but he still kept his words in mind. He drove Wu Boyang's van when he went out to work. It had a lot of space and could pull people and bring things.

Meng Li only brought three people out to work this time, and the other two stayed in the store. Wu Boyang said:

"Can you do it?"

Meng Li: "No problem, bye."

After saying that, he started the car and left. Wu Boyang returned to the storefront and sat for a while before he remembered that the bowls upstairs had not been washed yet.

His expression was a little depressed, but when he thought of his original intention, he decided not to give up easily.
Chapter completed!