Accelerator, a certain pirate

Gu Nian was confused as to how to call him.

Chu Zhaoyang took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, then turned to explain to her: "He opened a hot pot restaurant."

Not long after the words fell, Yan Beicheng picked up the conversation.

"It's rare, Lao Chu, to take the initiative to call me. What's the matter?" Yan Beicheng asked for compensation on the phone.

"Let your hot pot restaurant bring hot pot to Chutian Hospital to eat at night." Chu Zhaoyang said, "I will send you the menu via WeChat later."

"How do you send it to the hospital?" Yan Beicheng asked strangely, "Last time our store sent hot pot to the hospital, Chengzhi was injured. This time it's you who is injured."

"No, just send it over." Chu Zhaoyang didn't explain much.

"Sure." Yan Beicheng agreed, "Send me everything you want via WeChat soon."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Zhaoyang sat next to Gu Nian.

"Just take off your shoes and come up and sit." Gu Nian moved to the side and patted the place next to him.

Chu Zhaoyang took a look, silently took off his leather shoes, got on the bed, and sat side by side with Gu Nian.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Chu Zhaoyang asked.

"Squid balls, fish balls, shrimp balls, beef balls, duck blood, konjac shreds, crab sticks, yellow throat." Gu Nian ordered a lot in one breath, "and some fat beef."

"" Chu Zhaoyang raised his eyebrows, "You can eat so much."

"Isn't there still you?" Gu Nian stretched out her hand through his arm, walked around and played with her phone.

Chu Zhaoyang looked down at his belly and remained silent.

Chu Zhaoyang reported to Yan Beicheng what Gu Nian wanted to eat and the room number.

After a while, the confinement center sent two bowls of ramen. The red oil chili was served in separate small bowls, so that they could use it according to their own taste.

The delicate white ceramic bowl is covered with plastic wrap and a matching ceramic lid to keep it warm.

Chu Zhaoyang asked someone to put the ramen on the bed table and then left.

After closing the door and coming back, Gu Nian had already opened the lids of the two bowls of ramen and peeled off the plastic wrap.

Chu Zhaoyang can't eat spicy food very well, because he was kidnapped when he was a child and was tortured there, which damaged his stomach.

Although I will take good care of myself in the future, I won’t be able to eat exciting things.

In the past, when he went out to parties with Yan Beicheng and the others, he would sometimes go to a hot pot restaurant in Yan Beicheng. They would call it Yuanyang Hot Pot. Chu Zhaoyang would mostly cook it in a bone soup pot. Occasionally he would eat a little bit of the spicy pot, but not too much. .

Chu Zhaoyang and Gu Nian sat side by side on the bed. He looked at the scene between the two of them and felt that they were very close.

Then, she saw Gu Nian dig a big spoonful of chili into her bowl.

The surface of the noodle soup was immediately covered with a thick layer of red oil, making it a bright red color.

Gu Nian picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks, blew on it a few times, and then inhaled it.

"I didn't expect that the confinement center next door makes it so delicious. It's very authentic." Gu Nian smiled happily as she ate the hot soup, which instantly warmed her stomach.

The chili peppers are burning, starting from the stomach and spreading to all parts of the body, making them warm.

Chu Zhaoyang glanced at the heavy flavor in her bowl and silently ate his original ramen.

"Because people from all over the world live in City B, they come to the confinement center and have different tastes, so the confinement center hires chefs from various major cuisines to satisfy the tastes of the guests." Chu Zhaoyang explained.

Slowly, he was learning to talk to Gu Nian more.

Just like learning to smile at Gu Nian, he was also willing to talk to her more.

If she didn't understand something, he was willing to explain it.

"No wonder." Gu Nian ate happily.

The chef made her a big bowl, which was far more than she could eat.

When Gu Nian was hungry, she ate most of the bowl and couldn't eat any more.

With her belly swollen, she leaned against the raised head of the bed and exclaimed: "It's so full and so delicious."

Chu Zhaoyang silently ate his own bowl and prepared to eat Gu Nian's.

Gu Nian saw it and quickly stopped him: "Don't eat it."

Chu Zhaoyang explained with a paralyzed face: "I read on the Internet that boyfriends are responsible for eating the leftover meals of their girlfriends."

"" Gu Nian hugged him, "It's so spicy. You have a bad stomach. Why do you want to eat this? It's not necessary for a boyfriend. You don't need to do it. If I eat something that's not spicy in the future, you can eat it again."

Chu Zhaoyang was still looking at Gu Nian's small bowl of noodles longingly, imagining in his mind that Gu Nian would take a photo, post it on Weibo, Moments, etc., and show off and say: "I can't finish the meal, and the rest will be left to the man." Friends”

Think about it, it’s all beautiful.

Gu Nian held Chu Zhaoyang's face with both hands, kissed him, and entered his mouth very boldly.

Chu Zhaoyang's eyes widened in surprise. He didn't expect Gu Nian to be so proactive.

He immediately seized the opportunity, clasped the back of her head with one hand, pressed her directly onto the bed, and kissed her more deeply.

After a while, Chu Zhaoyang's face turned red.

Slowly letting go of Gu Nian, Gu Nian asked: "Is it spicy?"

"" Chu Zhaoyang licked his lips, "Spicy."

Gu Nian happily pushed him away, fished out the noodles separately, and put them into Chu Zhaoyang's bowl.

The clear soup was stained by the slightly spicy oil on the surface and had a few reddish oily flowers floating on it.

Gu Nian tasted it himself and determined that it was within the acceptable range of Chu Zhaoyang, and said, "Hey, boyfriend, you can eat it now."

Chu Zhaoyang's eyes flashed with pleasure and he quickly ate all Gu Nian's noodles.

"Give me whatever is left in the future." Chu Zhaoyang said, feeling very proud.

It's the boyfriend's duty

Gu Nian rested her elbows on the table and gently supported her chin with her palms: "Don't you have mysophobia?"

Chu Zhaoyang took out a tissue from the tissue box, wiped Gu Nian's mouth first, then wiped himself clean, and said, "Nothing for you."

He crumpled the paper towel into a ball and threw it away: "I even drank the saliva, so why are you talking about mysophobia?"

Gu Nian: ""

"That's right." Chu Zhaoyang said, took out his mobile phone and pulled Gu Nian into the "" WeChat group.

In this group, there are all eight major families and a few of their particularly close buddies.

If you are single and are sure that the person you want to marry is the person you want to marry, you will bring your girlfriend or wife into the relationship.

Qi Chengzhi and the others had just confirmed their relationship with his wife, and they had already attracted everyone into the group.

Because he had many things to do and had been busy fighting against Organization R, Chu Zhaoyang had not logged into WeChat for a long time, so he had no chance to bring Gu Nian in.

When he saw Qi Chengzhi dragging Song Yu into the group, he quietly decided in his heart that when he found a girlfriend, he would be very successful.

"You log in to WeChat." Chu Zhaoyang said, "I've drawn you into a group of several of our friends."

Gu Nian immediately clicked on WeChat and saw an invitation notification, and at the same time, there was an additional group on the desktop.

Eight eight sixty four.

A message flashes in the upper right corner of the icon.

Gu Nian was a little nervous and didn't know what to say when she went in.

Clicking in to take a look, she found that Song Yu and the others were also there, welcoming her.

There are words and pictures.

Gu Nian smiled and said three words: "Hello everyone."

Unprepared, the phone was suddenly taken away by Chu Zhaoyang.

She saw Chu Zhaoyang holding her mobile phone and taking a photo of the two empty bowls of ramen.

"What do you want to do?" Gu Nian asked strangely.

Without saying a word, Chu Zhaoyang directly handed his phone to Gu Nian: "You use this first."

What does he want to do?

Gu Nian looked down at his phone and found that it was quite novel to use his phone instead.

It's just that the screen is locked because I haven't touched it for a long time.

Gu Nian took his mobile phone and waved it in front of his eyes: "I can't open it."

Chu Zhaoyang took it over, but directly clicked on settings, added fingerprints, and asked Gu Nian: "Which finger do you like?"

Gu Nian raised her thumb and shook it, and Chu Zhaoyang took her thumb to record on the phone.

After a while, it was set up.

Gu Nian excitedly unlocked the lock with his fingerprint and logged into Chu Zhaoyang's WeChat account.

"You make it so easy for me to look at your phone, so you're not afraid that I'll see anything on your phone that I can't see," Gu Nian asked with a smile.

"There's nothing we can't see." Chu Zhaoyang looked up at her with a smile in his eyes.

Since Chu Zhaoyang was not worried, Gu Nian simply held his chin and clicked into the photo album on his mobile phone. As a result, there were only a few photos in it, nothing interesting at all. See more Weixin official account: hhxs665