Madame is missing a vest

"Pour some warm water, you drink some."

In the villa, Tang Zixiu went to the kitchen to warm up a cup of hot water for Leng Yan, and then put the water cup into a bowl full of water by physical means to let it sit quietly. When it was ready to drink, he walked from the kitchen to Leng Yan. in front of.

Leng Yan, who was lying on the sofa before, got up and sat upright, took a small sip of warm water from Tang Zixiu's hand.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Coughing sounds came from Leng Yan's mouth, and Tang Zixiu was so frightened that he thought it was because the water was too hot that he coughed.

"Let me see."

After taking the water glass in Leng Yan's hand, Tang Zixiu tried to take a sip, and his movements were very agile.

"Not hot?" So what did Leng Yan do?

"I didn't say it was hot, I just choked on it. Don't be nervous, it's not a big problem."

"You also know that I'm nervous about you, so hurry up and finish drinking obediently."

He didn't hide his feelings for Leng Yan anymore, Tang Zixiu just wanted him to get better soon, otherwise he would look sick and not at all his usual demeanor.

"it is good."

Taking over the glass from Tang Zixiu's hand again, Leng Yan gulped down the whole glass of water, except of course the sip that Tang Zixiu had already drank.

It was another "perfect indirect kiss", Leng Yan felt much warmer in his heart, if he really kissed himself...

"Bah~"

At the moment when Leng Yan was dazzled, Tang Zixiu quickly kissed him on the forehead, which made Leng Yan unable to react for a while.

"Sit down first, call me if you feel uncomfortable, and I'll make porridge."

Naturally, Tang Zixiu knew that Leng Yan never left his phone, that's why he said this.

"Huh~"

Holding half of his face, Leng Yan secretly rejoiced, never thinking that he would "take advantage" of him one day, but generally speaking, it doesn't feel bad.

Tang Zixiu, who hid in the kitchen, quickly leaned against the wall with his back facing each other, his clenched fists were covered with sweat.

Today was the first time he kissed Leng Yan on his own initiative. Although he only kissed his forehead, it already required a lot of courage for him.

Did I take too much initiative just now? Does Leng Yan feel that I am not reserved?

How could you be so impulsive?

Thinking about it, the more I care about it, the more difficult it is to accept the impulsive behavior just now.

"oops!"

He patted his head with his hands to keep himself awake and to sort out his mood casually.

"Well, calm down, cook the porridge! Come on!"

At this time, Tang Zixiu clenched his fists on his chest to cheer him up.

Come to the stove and pick up the small pot and put a small bowl of crystal rice in it, then wash the rice and put water in it to cook.

Since the first day he moved out to "live by himself", Tang Zixiu was no longer the kind of person who cooks and burns the kitchen. Another point is that he secretly watched tutorial videos at home and learned how to cook.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be as fluent as the current practical operation steps. In the past, Tang Zixiu was still stuck in putting the rice into the pot, and he didn’t know how much water to put in. Then he just waited for the time to pass and then he could sit and eat. .

On the contrary, he can still cook one or two small dishes. Although the process is simple, as long as he can eat it, it is considered a very good achievement for him.

"What kind of food do you want to order?"

After putting the small pot on the stove and turning it on, Tang Zixiu shook his hands, thinking about making some side dishes to drink with the porridge.

He opened the refrigerator and took a closer look. It seemed that he didn't know what to cook. The dishes in the refrigerator were basically bought by Leng Yan for him.

Looking at the things inside, there are many dishes, there are basically no dishes that I can cook, and the refrigerator is full of dishes that I can’t cook.

"Scrambled eggs with tomato?"

It doesn't seem to be very good, he can only make tomato scrambled eggs with vegetable juice, what kind of juice do you want for porridge.

I continued to rummage, and it seemed that I didn't know much about this or that.

Bell peppers, pork, beef, lamb chops... It doesn't look like I can do it myself.

"Chili fried pork?"

"Well, no, it's stomach trouble and I can't eat spicy food."

So, what on earth is he going to do with a refrigerator full of vegetables?
……

After working in the kitchen for more than half an hour, Tang Zixiu could be considered to have cooked the porridge.

However, he expressed dissatisfaction with the porridge he made, saying that it was porridge, but it seemed to have only a little water, and it was still the kind of porridge that was cooked in a viscous state.

Baby porridge? ? ?
Holding this bowl of sticky porridge, Tang Zixiu stared at it and stirred it with a spoon, just to make it cool faster.

When Tang Zixiu came to the living room, he wanted to ask Leng Yan if he could accept this bowl of sticky "baby porridge".

"That... the porridge is a little sticky, without much water, Leng Yan, what do you think..."

Ok?
Tang Zixiu, who was almost able to walk in front of Leng Yan, found that he was still lying on the sofa, with his hands resting on his stomach.

At home, because Tang Zixiu doesn't have stomach problems, the medical preparations don't contain stomach medicines, so Leng Yan didn't take a single stomach medicine just now.

"Is this asleep?"

Seeing Leng Yan frowning, Tang Zixiu planned to put the porridge on the table.

In addition, in order to prevent the sound the bowl made when it touched the table, Tang Zixiu even spread out a place with paper towels before putting down the bowl of porridge.

Tang Zixiu had a strong curiosity towards Lengyan, not knowing that he was in that defensive sleeping position, which felt strange.

Lowering his head and intending to lean towards him, Tang Zixiu realized that Leng Yan came out with a defensive "sleeping face" besides his usual playful smile on him.

Under the long and sharp eyebrows is a pair of soft eyelashes, which look sparkling, but looking at his wrinkled brows feels uncomfortable.

She stretched out her hand to relax his brows, hoping that he could sleep more comfortably.

But before Tang Zixiu pressed his hand down, Leng Yan suddenly reached out to catch Tang Zixiu's hand and stopped it.

"who!"

Tang Zixiu was so scared that he stood up immediately, but he forgot that Leng Yan was still holding his hand, so he was still in a dragged posture.

But Leng Yan did the same, once he retracted his hand and wanted to catch the "thief", he got up and pulled Tang Zixiu back to his body.

One was sitting and the other was standing, and as soon as the hands were closed, the two of them came into intimate contact with each other, only one finger apart.

"You let go of that..."

No matter what he said, it seemed that Leng Yan caught him because he touched him, and the responsibility cannot be shirked.

"sorry."

"what?"

I don't understand why Leng Yan wants to say sorry to himself, but it always feels like he has something on his mind.

"I accidentally scared you just now."

When getting up from the sofa, Leng Yan noticed that Tang Zixiu was avoiding him, with an indescribable expression on his face, but it was still due to his own reasons.

"There's nothing I'm sorry for. At worst, I'll just scare you back next time."

"Huh?" There is still this kind of solution, but it seems that it is not impossible.

"Stop it, the porridge I made, you can see if you can accept it, if not, then ask your subordinates to bring food over."

Seeing Tang Zixiu bring over the bowl from the table, Leng Yan found that the current state of the bowl of porridge can be said to be porridge.

"How about you try it, I put some salt in it, it will taste a little better."

"Okay, I'll try it."

From Tang Zixiu's eyes, Leng Yan could see that he was looking forward to this bowl of "porridge", and he had to taste it.

The dark dishes I ate before didn't have any leftovers, how can I say that this one looks okay now.

Take a spoonful and put it in your mouth. It tastes good. Although the porridge is not in the state of porridge, it is very tasty and the taste is just right.

"How about it?!"

Seeing that Leng Yan had swallowed the first mouthful of porridge, Tang Zixiu's eyes were staring.

"The taste is okay, and the taste is also very good. Why didn't you eat it just now?"

Generally speaking, people who are chefs will taste any food they cook, even if it is raw.

"Not this one."

If there was, he wouldn't ask Leng Yan this question, but if he could get his affirmation, then he would be considered satisfied.

"If it's delicious, eat more, there's still in the pot."

"Ah."

Leng Yan nodded in response, if he can still eat another bowl, then he will continue to eat, but for some reason now he smells more attractive than porridge.

"What else did you cook in the kitchen, why is it so delicious?"

"Oh! I almost forgot. The beef is still stewing in the pot on a low fire. I'll go back and have a look now."

In fact, Tang Zixiu was really afraid that it would be useless this time. He had already overcooked a portion of beef just now, otherwise he would have already prepared a portion and brought it out for Leng Yan to drink porridge with side dishes.

Before Leng Yan could ask, "Or I'll go with you too", Tang Zixiu's figure had disappeared in front of Leng Yan.

"It seems that children will still grow up, but it would be great if they can also make such progress in other aspects."

When Leng Yan said this, it meant a lot, and he just felt that he was a little short of his talent. Although he couldn't say he was self-taught, it was already very valuable to him.

Spoonful after spoonful of porridge is eaten into the mouth, which warms Leng Yan's heart.

It seems that this stomachache still has its value, so in the future, can this method be used to make Tang Zixiu willing to let himself live?
Leng Yan has been thinking about some of his little thoughts, but Tang Zixiu can't let Tang Zixiu know about it.

"I'm coming!"

Tang Zixiu, who was smiling like two hundred and five catties, came to Leng Yan happily with a plate of beef from the one in Xing's kitchen.

"This is freshly baked braised beef. It's soft and smooth. I tasted it just now, and it tastes like this."

Tang Zixiu, who was sitting next to Leng Yan, really couldn't describe how successful he was this time.

"I want to have a good taste of such delicious food."

Although Tang Zixiu said so, he would still believe him, but the food is also unbelievable.