little lover

Zhuo Yifan is good at cooking, but he has never served anyone other than his master. Even his own father rarely goes there. After all, his parents have their own families. He feels awkward and usually does not participate in family gatherings.

From the age of 13, his family has been his teacher.

Fang Jingyao has a good personality, he smiles three-pointedly when he sees people, and his eyes are always crooked, making him easy to touch. Zhuo Yifan's parents' meeting when he was in junior high school was held by Fang Jingyao. If there is a sports meeting or something that needs parents The participants were also very active. The master and the apprentice won a few first prizes shamelessly relying on their youth and strength.

Zhuo Yifan put away all these things carefully, and put them together with his old photos like a treasure. He felt that he had been living a good life with his master, and he didn't feel that he was worse than others.

But his master also has some shortcomings. For example, cooking is unpalatable, and it is the result of cooking with all his heart. Zhuo Yifan rolled up his sleeves and learned cooking skills by himself. The accumulation of seven or eight years, the results should not be underestimated.

Zhuo Yifan went to the vegetable market, bought some casually and took them to Han Qiaoye's house.

Mr. Xiao Han sent him his address, and took advantage of his "injury" to be lazy for a few days, hiding at home to enjoy leisure.

When Zhuo Yifan arrived, he was talking on the phone with someone, opened the door to let the child in, pointed to the location of the kitchen, and continued joking with the person on the phone without knowing his back, with a very familiar tone: "How can I, Don't read the play of Hamlet with me here, that's my own brother, we're in a good relationship, I just come to replace him for a few days, and when he recovers from his injury, I want to go back and enjoy the free world... Get out, you That's the animal world!"

Han Qiaoye walked around to the door of the kitchen, stared at Zhuo Yifan cooking, and said with one arm dangling, "I really don't have time to drink. Didn't you see the photo I sent you? My arm is hurt!"

He said these words in a particularly loud voice, as if he was speaking to someone specially.

There were only two people in the room, Zhuo Yifan chopped off the bones twice, and looked up at him.

Boss Xiao Han felt at ease now, hung up the phone, and Shi Shiran walked into the kitchen to give him advice. He obviously had just lived in for a few days, and he was not familiar with the utensils in the kitchen, so what he said didn't add much to the confusion.Zhuo Yifan saw that patience was not enough, and when he looked up, he was about to hurt someone. Han Qiaoye put his arm across his chest, showed it to him, and said with emotion: "If it wasn't for the broken arm, I really want to do it for you." Look, I'm good at cooking, too."

Zhuo Yifan swallowed the words again.

After Han Qiaoye gave instructions a few times, his phone rang again. He had a lot of friends, and this time it was the same as the last one. He also called to ask him about his arrangements after returning to China.

Zhuo Yifan listened without saying a word. Han Qiaoye was very enthusiastic with everyone, but he was also polite, and his words were impeccable.Zhuo Yifan couldn't help curling his lips inside, his master is much more sincere than this person, and only friends on this face call to ask such kind words. If his master goes back to the capital, those old friends will definitely When I come to visit with wine in hand, there is no need to ask for warmth on the phone.

It wasn't until Zhuo Yifan brought the food to the table that Han Qiaoye was done. The last one sounded like a woman with a soft and charming voice, and when she smiled through the phone, it made one's bones crisp. She said in a charming voice, "Really? What? I don't believe you have been out to see small animals for so long, I heard from my brother that the accompanying team doctor is also quite beautiful?"

Han Qiaoye was obviously not as interested in her as in the food. Now that Zhuo Yifan was serving it, his eyes were all on the fragrant food, and he put his phone aside and dealt with her.

The girl over there asked coquettishly and timidly: "Brother Han, Sister Lin Xi has broken up with you for so long, and you haven't looked for it again, have you..."

Zhuo Yifan hadn't taken off his apron yet, so he glanced at his mobile phone, thinking about how he was being bullied just now, he suddenly felt gutsy, pinched his throat and said, "Oh, I forgot that there is still a soup, Mr. Han, wait for me Give it a go!"

There was a pause on the phone, and he hesitated for a long time before saying, "Brother Han, who is in your family?"

Han Qiaoye looked up at Zhuo Yifan and said with a smile, "You don't know a child."

The tone on the phone was as relaxed as possible, and he asked, "Oh? Is it a boy or a girl..."

Zhuo Yifan answered much faster than Han Qiaoye, pinching his throat and said, "Fanfan is so cute, of course he is a boy!"

On the phone: "..."

Han Qiaoye: "..."

Han Qiaoye glanced at the smug guy over there with his hair on the verge of curling up, and said with a smile, "Yes, he's a boy, very pretty, and he's just messy, right, Fanfan?"

Fanfan stood there and ignored him.

Han Qiaoye patted the place beside him and said, "Fanfan, come and eat with me."

Zhuo Yifan pinched his nose and said in a sharp voice: "Mr. Han, let me eat together, how good is that! They are only here to cook for you, and you suddenly let me sit so close, are you It's not that you have other plans for me!"

Han Qiaoye: "Yes."

Han Qiaoye said again: "Then don't eat it, come here and feed me."

Zhuo Yifan: "..."

Zhuo Yifan fed a meal in humiliation. He was going to take off his apron and throw Xiao Han's face, but Xiao Han subdued him with one hand with his uninjured arm.Even without the power of alcohol, Zhuo Yifan's strength to split a wooden board with his bare hands is not small, but Han Qiaoye is not a wooden board, so he doesn't have to worry about anything, he uses all his skill and quickly grabbed his wrist, pressing him on the sofa and still That threatened him: "Did you see that one injured arm will take more than two months? If you hurt me a little more, I will live in your master's house."

Zhuo Yifan looked at him angrily.

Han Qiaoye sneered, "I know your master's address."

Zhuo Yifan scolded him a hundred times in his heart for being shameless, but he didn't dare to be escorted to see his parents anymore, so he sat there and fed Han Qiaoye a meal.

After the meal, Han Qiaoye saw that there was a prepared meal in the kitchen neatly arranged in a glass box. He was a little surprised, and it was rare to feel that the violent suppression had wronged the child just now, so he asked him, "Prepare it for me again." Tomorrow's share?"

Zhuo Yifan turned pale with shock: "Are you still eating? This is for Huang Baoer!"

Han Qiaoye was stunned for a moment: "Who?"

"Huang Bao'er, my master's cat." Zhuo Yifan went over to put it in his backpack quickly with his hands and feet, and then zipped it up, and said to him: "This is the meat picked out in advance, for the cat to eat. You eat it just now." That's enough."

Han Qiaoye felt a toothache, looked at him and said, "You give me cat food?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "You put salt in it."

Han Qiaoye felt that this poor kid would die without education.

Han Qiaoye injured his right hand, and it was very inconvenient to do things. Originally, he was to let the child serve him a meal, and let him go after a while, but Zhuo Yifan fed him a cat meal, and the hatred in Han Qiaoye's heart was doubled. She didn't intend to overturn him so easily.

Han Qiaoye found all kinds of excuses to order him, and at the end he asked him to put a pool of hot water for himself, and waited for him to take a bath before it was over.

When Han Qiaoye went in wearing a bathrobe, he said to him, "Tomorrow is still this time, do you know if you come on time?"

Most of Zhuo Yifan's body was soaked in water, his clothes were sticking to his body, and he couldn't tell whether the sweat on his forehead was from Han Qiaoye's bath water. He only stared at Han Qiaoye angrily with one pair of eyes.But this time, he learned to be obedient, kept silent, and didn't dare to resist openly. Just now, when this one got in the water, it was as if he was paralyzed.