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I don't know when, Xia Shao has his own secret.

This secret is like a small bud that never breaks the ground, and I don't want to see the day of sunshine.

……

The wind blows at the end of the night.

Since Jiang Langting's car couldn't carry people at all, and Xia Shao couldn't ride with his injuries, Jiang Langting made a decisive decision and called the driver in the MBAR store who was dedicated to pick up and drop off customers, and asked him to go to Longquan Mountain.

While waiting for the bus, the convoy led by Meng Qianze disbanded at the same place, and the "knights" all had their best time and went home. Some of them did not forget to say goodbye to Xia Shao before leaving, their eyes still full of curiosity exploration.

Xia Shao pretended to ignore what happened the whole time, looking around for nothing to see, quietly watching Jiang Langting's every move from the corner of his eye.

Meng Qianze didn't leave, he was still fiddling with the cloth cigarette pouch tied around his waist.

He fumbled for the lighter and took it out, wiped the fuselage again and again, rolled the lighter with a "chuss", and smiled at Xia in the blink of an eye.

When the smoke ignited, Meng Qianze hummed something inaudible and out of tune from his nasal cavity, naked/exposed in the moonlight left by the forest, happy and bright.

"Want cigarettes?" Meng Qianze asked Xia Shao.

Jiang Langting only said flatly: "Brother Meng, stand far away and smoke."

"Kids don't smoke?" Meng Qianze said this to Jiang Langting, but his eyes were still on Xia Shao.

"...not a child." Xia Shao murmured under the scarf, "It's more than twenty."

"How many?" The people who could be called "uncles" laughed loudly.

"..." Xia Shao was silent.

How to say, say one?

Sensing the avoidance, Meng Qianze grinned again, "Jiang Er, which anchor is this?"

Jiang Langting's eyes were unclear, and he didn't explain too much, neither denied nor confirmed.

What anchor?

The tone of "that anchor" is not as contemptuous and disdainful as Xia Shao usually hears in life, as if he is belittling a profession that most people look down on, but is seriously mentioning something related event.

What does it mean, the third party who listens does not quite understand.

Xia Shao's eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them, and after a while, they finally fell on Jiang Langting's face.

At night, the mountains are often darker than the city, and this time the environment is quieter than last time. The three of them stood like this tacitly, Xia Shao took the surrounding environment as a blackout cloth, and suddenly understood what He Qing said What does "less contact with him" mean.

Jiang Langting was too hostile, and the scars on his face were too obvious, no matter what he couldn't hide them.

His movements are always slow, and he has single eyelids. He likes to glance at everything from the corner of his eyes, as if he is disdainful and disrespectful.

But when he speaks, his eyes are sincere, which will give people a feeling of "he is not that kind of person".

He is a character who can "induce".

He can give people a lot of fantasy.

When the MBAR car arrived, Jiang Langting asked Meng Qianze to get in the car too.

Meng Qianze waved his hand and said he was fine, he could go back by bike and let Jiang Langting take a good look at Xia Shao's wound.

After getting in the car, Xia Shao looked at the time. It was almost one o'clock in the morning. The biological clock made him start to feel sleepy. He leaned on the second row of seats and kept silent. Can't stand it.

Jiang Langting took the medicine kit prepared in the car and asked the accompanying professionals to treat Xia Shao's wound briefly.He asked if he wanted to go to the hospital, Xia Shao said no, and he would go to see it at dawn tomorrow.

"Your car was also thrown on the mountain?" Xia Shao asked.

"Ah."

"Is it okay?"

"No one dares to steal."

"why?"

"Normal people can't ride it," Jiang Langting bit the bandage in his mouth, his voice was a little muffled, "My car is very easy to overturn, and there is no way to sell it in China. If you dare to sell it, you will be caught as soon as you sell it. "

"Oh..." prolonging the ending, Xia Shao stopped talking.

He threw the little mint so cruelly to an unknown corner of Longquan Mountain. Although he said it would not block the road, but the night was dark and the wind was high, Xia Shao felt that his father was not doing well.I dropped it on the first day I picked it up, and threw it outside after a while.

But throw it all away, no matter how much you think about it, it's useless.

Jiang Langting explained that tomorrow he would ask the guy in the shop who knows how to ride a bike to pick up the two bikes together, making sure that they are still intact and that not a single part is left behind.

After much deliberation, my thoughts wandered back to the present.

Xia Shao tried his best to adjust his overly concerned tone, not wanting to expose his worry too clearly: "Why are you wearing a bandage? Are you injured?"

"Hands hurt a little."

Letting go of the bandage, Jiang Langting finished wrapping it up for the last time, as if he didn't feel comfortable wrapping it up, he untied the bandage and had to wrap it up a few more times.

Seeing him biting the bandage and tilting his head, his eyebrows were wrinkled in pain.

Jiang Langting suddenly thought of something, stopped his eyes for a few seconds, and said, "By the way, your car won't have to park so far from now on. Tomorrow I'll let the people in my store ride directly to my garage, why not?" Sample?"

Xia Shaole, who was knocked unconscious by the big stuffed pie from the sky, said, "Is this okay?"

First, he can run around without trouble, and second, he has more time to observe "War" and "Ultimate Beast".

This cake not only has filling, but also sweet bean paste.

"sure."

"That's it."

"It's a deal." Jiang Langting continued to toss the bandages.

After watching this for a few minutes, the vehicle wobbled all the way down the hill, Xia Shao gently closed his eyes and fell asleep.

When we arrived at the residential area, the hustle and bustle of the urban area was gone, and the lights of thousands of houses were extinguished, forming a quiet sea at night.

Jiang Lang lay beside Xia Shao and called softly: "Xia Shao?"

"Huh?" The awakened person rubbed his eyes.

"Got home."

"Oh."

"Get out of the car and go home."

Even though he knew that he was going back to his own home, Xia Shao still felt dumbfounded when Jiang Langting said "go home" every time.

Limped and helped out of the car, Xia Shao leaned against the car door, staring wide-eyed: "Jiang Er, do you want to go back to the shop?"

"Well," Jiang Langting said, "I'll send you up first."

"no need."

Xia Shao dodged a few steps, and walked towards the elevator door, "It's not that I have a broken leg, I can walk! I'll send you a WeChat message when I get home, is it okay?"

Seeing Xia Shao's steady and windy pace on the flat road, Jiang Langting looked at him with some scrutiny, "Is your leg okay?"

"fine!"

"Didn't lie to me?"

"I didn't lie to you," Xia Shao is not good at lying, but he said this sentence smoothly, "Just break the skin!"

"Broken skin hurts too." Jiang Langting's voice was very soft.

"What's this?" Xia Shao added, "I was recording a vlog in the mountains once, and I slipped off a rock, and my hand was dislocated. The doctors and nurses grabbed me and pulled me back. It only hurt with a click."

"Row,"

Jiang Langting kept looking at his phone, as if something went wrong in the store, "Let me know when you get home, okay?"

"it is good!"

After Xia Shao finished speaking, he entered the elevator with a particularly chic back.

Entering the elevator, he pressed the floor, squatted down and huddled in the corner, the first thing he did was to pinch the flesh on his legs, leaving several nail prints, gasping for cold air, and the elevator car was full of "hissing" sounds .

Xia Shao has always been unlucky, and has suffered a lot of injuries, and this is the first time he was scalded by the exhaust pipe.

In fact, I fell and dislocated that time, not to mention, there was no click, and my elbow was scratched. I was called to the county hospital and had many stitches.

The second thing is that Xia Shao took out his mobile phone and looked at the WeChat group at home, and repeatedly confirmed that there was no one at home.

No one is nice.

Just be to yourself.

Otherwise, you have to pretend later, and you will be scolded and worried when you go back like this.

·

After the first failed ride, summer fever stayed in bed for more than a day.

Holding the idea of ​​"life is too short to enjoy yourself in time", he temporarily abandoned eggs and gym membership cards, and chose to let Ying and Chen buy a few more drinks at the school gate when they came home from school.

Drink something sweet to make you feel better!

I bought all kinds of ice cream black tea, Siji milk tea, and boba milk tea, put them in a row, and took a sip one by one, like playing the clarinet... There is always a moment to finish drinking.

When it was nearly dusk, Ying Yuchen came home in a yellow jacket, carrying four or five cups of takeaway milk tea, which really looked like a takeaway delivery.

As soon as he got home, he first picked out the Boba milk tea and handed it to Xia Shao, then held the milk tea to his chest with both hands, squeezed a "groove" with the padded jacket of the jacket, squeezed his throat and said: "Anchor Xia! Boba is here for you." Send milk tea!"

"..."

Xia Shao used to cooperate with Ying and Chen, but now he doesn't know how to deal with it, so he can only say: "Stop flirting."

"Stop flirting, stop flirting, why are you still shy... that's right!"

Ying Yuchen sat down next to him, "I saw an invitation from the official Weibo on your Weibo, asking you to cook?"

Blinking, Xia Shao wanted to get some compliments: "Yes."

After all, I have already started to learn to make a breakthrough in the field, and I am willing to try new things.He didn't like to engage in these things before, but fans seem to love watching him, and often say that it's okay to watch him sit still alone. Xia Shao thought that so many fans are girls, and everyone can learn to make some desserts by himself. ,fine.

Ying and Chen turned pale with fright: "Then everyone on the Internet knows that you can cook?"

"Make dessert." Xia Shao took a sip of the milk tea.

"Oh, I understand," Ying Yuchen continued to shoot arrows, "You want to make a virtuous attack."

"..."

Xia Shao secretly clenched his fists and shot him with a fierce light from the corner of his eyes: "Do you believe I sprayed pearls on your face?"

·

A few days later.

Press and hold the phone screen down, then release it, and an update pops up on the Weibo interface.

Xia Shao moved his fingers, clicked to repost, and attached the repost message: The live broadcast is over, click to view the replay!

[@sweet的厨房: #抓打你的味子#@夏炎 is known as the king of Yan among vloggers in the industry. He is an all-round anchor who is proficient in all "eighteen martial arts". The young anchor of , the younger brother next door showed his cooking skills on the screen for the first time. Tonight, sweet's kitchen will light a fire for winter and add a little more sweetness to this fire.Grab the exclusive Polaroid autographed photo of Xia Shao, and call the host's cooking skills!Everything is on the right—Click to play: Episode 6 My Heart Is Burning]

After reading the content released by the program group, Xia Shao put the phone back in his pocket, stood up and motioned to the staff present.

Everyone drank water, stretched their waists, and bowed to each other, saying "thank you" to each other, and Xia Shao was no exception.

After he finished all this, he untied the apron that was too tight around his neck, and went to the backstage to receive the dessert he had just finished.

A small idea popped up in his mind.

Although there is not much technical content in making taro balls and fresh milk, a dessert that is all put together and done, but the popularity of the summer burning episode is not bad. Not to mention the advertisement push on the Weibo search interface, let him see Many followed suit, and then he posted "repo" fans in the Weibo circle.

Among them are male fans.

Xia Shao clicked in to read the comments——

[Hahahahaha our cubs really eat both men and women!The last time I was at a dinner party, I also saw a man holding a unibody and patting the cub all the time!Shouting while filming should not be proxy filming, right? 】

[One thing to say, this guy who makes desserts is pretty handsome.Brother, can I see if I can? 】

【ha? ?Are you robbing Xiao Shao? ? ? ?Internal struggle? 】

Hey.

How can men and women take all.

Obviously not.

Xia Shao quit Weibo, staring at the exquisitely made dessert on the table in the lounge, without any appetite at all.Besides, I didn't want to eat it myself when I made it.Most of the time, those who cook and eat will be hasty when they think about making it for themselves, but when they think about it for others, they will be fresh.

When it's over, the little thought that popped up in his mind has grown bigger.

Assistant Xiao Peng was still explaining matters in the studio, there was no one else in the lounge, and Xia Shao was sitting bored, so he simply opened his wechat and swiped the news, trying to divert his attention.

The thought of getting bigger snowballs, becoming more and more uncontrollable.

Xia Shao still clicked on the top dialog box.

Since that time when they went home to report their safety, the two hadn't spoken for several days.

Autumn and winter come and go, and November is here.

Prepared mentally, he sent in one go:

——Do you like taro ball fresh milk?

After sending out the strong reminder, put the phone on the sofa in the lounge and check it every few seconds.After a while, the phone vibrated, and a message from "Jiang Er" was displayed on the screen.

With a serious expression on his face, Xia Shao opened his cell phone as if watching social news.

Jiang Langting replied:

——Didn’t you just make one copy?

"Do……"

Xia Shao covered his mouth, as if he was afraid that the heart would jump out of his mouth and throat.The emoji of Sa Beining's crazy oxygen inhalation popped up in his mind, and he really wanted to send it to Jiang Langting right away!

What's so good about me making desserts.

I make desserts that look so good!