Live: My Wife is the Demon King

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Especially after taking out the cooked pasta.

Han Xi casually put it in the big bowl that had been prepared a long time ago.

Pour in cold water, a pinch of salt, and a little oil.

Totally by feeling, without any hesitation.

But it makes people very convincing that they should add so much.

Then, Han Xi turned around and poured the cut side dishes into the wok.

Between the stir-frying spoons, the aroma bursts out.

While the tomato sauce is being added, the noodles have been pulled out and set aside.

When the side dishes in the pot are just right, add the drained pasta.

Not out yet.

The Demon King and Yan Sheng smelled the aroma and couldn't wait.

Originally, pasta is the most similar to the Chinese people's eating habits in the western meal.

Then there is Han Xi, who has the ability of the world's top pasta chef, to do it step by step.

Even if the material is not comparable to those Michelin Western restaurants.

But the taste is definitely better!

Even the two women looked at Han Xi, who was graceful and serious.

Saliva is about to flow down!

I don't know if it's gluttony or gluttony...

Anyway, when Han Xi placed the pasta evenly and beautifully on three plates.

The Demon King couldn't help but stepped forward and grabbed him, tiptoed and gave him a light sip.

Then he smiled and helped him bring the pasta to the table.

The two women complimented Han Xi while eating the fragrant pasta.

"Husband, it's so delicious!"

"Yeah, it's better than the western restaurant we went to that time!"

The Demon King bit the pasta in his mouth and kept nodding his head.

"It costs 399 for a plate of pasta there, and it claims to be the most authentic Pasta in the Magic Capital, but I made it with my husband, it's incomparable!"

Han Xi stretched out his thumb and wiped the ketchup from the corner of her mouth.

He smiled lightly: "Eat first, and then talk after eating."

After speaking, Han Xi subconsciously licked the ketchup from his fingers.

The little devil's face turned slightly red, and he obediently said "um".

Eat beautifully.

Yan Sheng, who was on the side, said that he would be full after eating dog food.

However, I really miss the pasta on the plate.

Simply pretend not to see it.

The complex mood turned envy into appetite, and started eating.

After a while, the three of them ate all the noodles.

Seeing that the two women were still licking their lips with a little bit of contentment.

Han Xi got up and went to the kitchen.

Open the lower shelf of the refrigerator.

Take out the pudding that was specially put in the freezer before cooking.

Upside down in two small butterflies.

I mixed the prepared syrup and honey a little and poured it over two cups of pudding.

Inserted two small spoons and handed them to the demon king and Yansheng who were waiting obediently.

"Dessert, try it."

The Demon King and Yan Sheng looked at the pudding, which was still emitting a little cold air, in surprise.

And the sweet honey syrup that flows on top.

Can't wait to pick up the small spoon and eat.

Sweet and delicious, the slightly cold pudding entered the mouth.

The two girls kept humming happily.

Han Xi smiled slightly.

Going down to clean up the kitchen with the plate.

Usually these things belong to the Demon King, and if the words were born, they would also be with her.

But the two girls ate dessert happily.

Han Xi naturally couldn't interrupt them.

Ten minutes later, the Demon King and Yan Sheng sat on the sofa contentedly, snuggling together.

The Demon King tapped Han Xi on the side with his little foot.

Somewhat surprised, he asked: "Husband, where did you learn this skill?"

Han Xi smiled lightly: "I met a Taoist priest before, and he taught me."

The Demon King and Yan Sheng rolled their eyes.

"A Taoist priest again? That Taoist priest is very good? He can sing and make pasta again!"

Watching the Demon King pursed his lips.

Han Xi smiled and said nothing.

Naturally, the Demon King won't get to the bottom of it.

Pulling the doubtful Yansheng, he explained to her the "Taoist Terrier".

"Han Xi said that the previous song "Fairy Tale" was sung by a Taoist priest!"

"Now it's a Taoist priest again, which Taoist priest would you say would be so powerful?"

Yan Sheng pointed at Han Xi with his chin.Hehe smiled and said: "That Taoist priest, I'm afraid it's not Han!"

The Demon King looked at Han Xi with approval and said, "I think so too!"

Han Xi ignored the two women's complaints.

Just watching a piece of entertainment news on TV frowned slightly.

"Although the summer season this year has not yet passed, the trend of foreign blockbusters encroaching on the domestic movie box office has become more and more obvious."

"As of today, the box office share of foreign blockbusters in summer has reached 48%."

"It has increased by nearly 6 percentage points year-on-year, and is approaching the 50% mark."

"Especially for entertainment blockbusters, the total box office of foreign entertainment blockbusters this summer is as high as 76%..."

"The Ministry of Culture and Entertainment has issued an order..."

The Demon King watched Han Xi's brows gradually wrinkle, as if he was thinking.

Take another look at the news on TV.

Some can't figure it out...

So, he asked suspiciously, "Husband, what's wrong?"

Only then did Han Xi come back to his senses.

Seeing the two women looked at him worriedly.

Dan smiled and said: "It's alright, I suddenly remembered a little thing, don't worry about it."

The two women nodded at the same time.