Chapter 190 Extra Chapter 2 Christmas
Roast turkey, smoked salmon, milk lactose, praline crisps, mince pies, gingerbread men...
On Christmas, Tong Wanwan not only prepared a rich dinner and desserts, but also prepared red wine.
The red wine has a sweet and mellow taste. Even though she is not good at drinking, she can still taste some of it.
When she brought the gingerbread man from the oven to the table, the two children exclaimed in unison: "Sister Wanwan is so amazing!"
The gingerbread man making process takes half an hour, plus the time of making the dough, cooling it in the refrigerator, and finally putting it in the oven and waiting patiently, which also takes more than an hour.
Tong Wanwan is very clever and her cookies are so cute and lifelike, perfectly fitting the characteristics of each orc's secondary form. She made two small gingerbread pieces for each pet, reflecting their different movements and expressions.
Like the fierce lion roar when Cancan yawns, like the silly look of cats when they sharpen their claws and stretch, and Yuanyuan who is pinched to look more like a small ball of fur, and the fat and cute fat cat with a tilted head that I love.
In addition to Elvis, Eli, Tracy, and two other children, she also made gingerbread of other animals -
A sleeping little ferret, a serious little black panther, a soft lop-eared rabbit, a beautiful elk, a cold-blooded goshawk, a gentle golden retriever, and a handsome Alaskan Malamute...
These little gingerbreads are small gifts prepared for friends who come to visit.
Around six or seven in the evening, guests arrived at the door of the villa one after another: Qiao Xuer and Dean who were traveling together, Arnold, Bai Su and Huo Han who came from the military academy dormitory one after another, and finally Yi Luo and Si Mo who came from the cafe after get off work, carrying peace apples.
They knew that Tong Wanwan's hometown had many festivals with rich and heartwarming meanings.
After attending her house for a party, they paid close attention to every holiday celebration of the girl.
As long as they saw Tong Wanwan posting some confusing blessings on her computer account, they knew there would be another big dinner that night.
When one or two people came over, Elvis simply lowered his golden eyes. As more and more people came over with gifts and asked for free food and drinks, his stern face darkened, even dripping with ink.
"What are you doing here?" He blocked the door and asked in a deep voice, without any politeness.
"Let's celebrate Christmas together." Dean said lightly, as if he was just coming to attend an ordinary party and had no intention of attacking the owner of the villa.
Qiao Xuer turned his head slightly, and through the half-open door and the large window sill in the living room, he saw the blond major general and the eldest son of the Kylo family waiting eagerly at the dining table.
He saw that the roast turkey on the table was still intact, with a bright red color and a glistening, appetizing greasy sheen.
Qiao Xuer's eyes lit up, knowing that he had come at the right time.
He straightened his face, picked up the red gift bag in his hand, and said to his friends who were blocking the door: "Ivis, I brought you gifts."
Elvis didn't refuse and took the gift without hesitation.
Dean and Joe Xuer looked at each other, secretly delighted. Just as they were about to step over the threshold and go in, they were blocked outside the door by Elvis' arm.
Dean, Joe Hull: “?”
What does this mean?
Elvis glanced at them calmly and said, "Leave the gift behind, you can go now."
From carrying a lot of gifts to having nothing in their hands: "..."
Are these the good brothers and good friends who have fought side by side for nearly ten years?
Not only the two of them, but anyone who came later was stopped by Elvis, except Lily and Davina who were invited.
Standing at the back, Arnold was silent and seemed to be typing on a light computer.
After a while, Tong Wanwan, who had received the "information", came out from the inner room and called Elvis with a helpless look.
"Mr. Marshal, please let everyone in for dinner."
Although, except for Lily and Davina, the others were not guests she invited actively...
It is no exaggeration to say that the dining table is a Shura field.
Whenever the black-haired girl showed interest in a dish, it would appear before her eyes the next second, and the dozen or so people present wouldn't have any problem with it. If her gaze lingered for a moment longer, the person caught in her glance would inexplicably straighten their backs and subconsciously soften their expressions.
"Wanwan... Ahem, Miss Doctor, is this dish within reach?"
"Sister... Um, Wanwan, is this my gingerbread man? It's so cute~"
Elvis: “…”
Every guest behaved politely and restrainedly, but the Marshal felt suffocated deep down.
There is no need for heating at all. The anger in my chest is enough to keep me warm.
After they finally finished their meal, Elvis sullenly drove them all away. Even the two close friends he had a good relationship with were mercilessly forced out.
"Ivis, I want to stay a little longer."
"Heh," Ives very "friendly" put his palm on Qiao Xuer's shoulder and threatened in a low voice: "Are you going to leave?"
Qiao Xuer's body stiffened when he clearly sensed the extremely aggressive and restless mental power attached to his shoulder.
He could feel—
Elvis really couldn't help but take action.
"...I'm leaving now. We'll meet again when we have time."
The guest with ulterior motives left, and he sent the two children back to their rooms to play by themselves.
When Tong Wanwan cleaned up the table and walked out of the kitchen with the fruit, she found that everyone in the living room had left except Elvis.
"Hey? Where are Eli and the others?"
It's a rare opportunity for you to come here for a meal, why are you leaving so soon?
Elvis's brows tightened, and he felt jealous: "You can't bear to let me go?"
Tong Wanwan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "A lot of them are your friends. I saw you guys chatting all the time during dinner, so I thought you were very happy."
Ives fell silent.
They kept chatting, not because they were close, but because they didn't want her to pick up on them...
"Oh right!" The girl's eyes suddenly flashed with anticipation. She ran back to the kitchen and brought out the remaining half bottle of red wine. "Mr. Marshal, would you like some more wine?"
Are you in such a good mood today?
Elvis didn't refuse and accompanied her in the backyard while watching the moon and drinking.
When both of them were slightly drunk.
Elvis was still sober, but Tong Wanwan was obviously drunk.
She was very well-behaved when drunk, she didn't talk nonsense, nor did she do anything strange, except for one thing -
Just like Cancan who has inhaled too much catnip, he will become clingy and act like a spoiled child.
"Mr. Marshal."
"Mr. Marshal."
Every time she called out, her voice would become softer, and she would kiss him many times very proactively.
It is said that people speak the truth when they are drunk, so Elvis took advantage of the night and his girlfriend's drunkenness to ask her softly.
"If you could go back in time, would you still choose to...save 'Cancan'?"
"Hmm?" Tong Wanwan was dazed, but she could still hear. "Why are you asking this?"
Elvis hesitated for a long time.
Then he slowly said: "Because if you don't save it, you will save yourself a lot of trouble."
After saying that, Tong Wanwan looked at him sideways, shaking her not very clear head a few times, trying to see the silver-haired man in front of her more clearly.
Before she could move a few times, she was gently supported by a big hand. The movements were extremely gentle, as if afraid that she would hurt her head.
Tong Wanwan called out "Mr. Marshal" again.
After shouting, she leaned forward again and kissed him.
"No, we have to...we have to save Cancan."
"Why?"
This time, she answered quickly.
"Because I promised Mr. Marshal~"
“No matter how many times I have to do it again, I will choose to know him.”
“…When did you agree to this?”
"Dream...in a dream."
She suddenly felt aggrieved and muttered in a long, soft voice, "Doesn't it count?"
Elvis smiled lightly, like a flash of flower or melting snow and frost.
An extremely happy smile welled up in his eyes, which finally turned into a sigh rolling out of his throat.
"Okay," he replied.
Goose Goose is a Christmas anime!
I actually added more, worthy of being me [Douyan]
(End of this chapter)
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