I swept the entertainment circle with the medicine pot

Touching the slippery softness of the fingertips, Xuan Mingcheng remembered the big hairless white cat he dreamed of last night, the slippery feeling made people not want to let go.

"You!" Yao Wangyou hurriedly pressed the back of the man's hand, and Xuan Mingcheng just took advantage of the situation and grabbed his waist.

This time is different from the past, not through the clothes, the feel, tsk tsk.

Xuan Mingcheng felt that his eyes had changed color.

Yao Wangyou felt that there was a green light in the man's eyes.

"I, I'm going to cook." Yao Wangyou jumped up from the sofa, and ran into the kitchen wearing slippers. After running for two steps, she felt that something was wrong. When she looked down, she was wearing Xuan Mingcheng's.

On the sofa, the man was looking at him with his head on his head. Because his legs were too long, Xuan Mingcheng had to rest his legs on the armrest. Even if he looked from the bottom up, the man's facial features were still sharp and sharp, and there was a gleam in his eyes. With breathtaking light.

Yao Wangyou felt that it would be dangerous for him to go back now.

36 Taking action is the best strategy, he decisively chooses to turn around and run away.

Xuan Mingcheng licked his dry lips, reached out to take the water glass that Yao Wangyou put on the coffee table, drank the remaining half glass of water, smacked his lips, and lowered his head to look intently.

Um?own cup?

Xuan Mingcheng was lying on the sofa happily, ready to take the medicine Wangyou stewed for him to nourish the body and nourish the body, but after lying down for a while, he felt that being alone here was boring.

Instead of lying here, why don't you go to the kitchen and find the medicine jar to play with.

Xuan Mingcheng stretched his waist, covered his head with the quilt that had been covered by Yao Wangyou for a whole day, and took a deep breath.

Well!The smell of medicine jars!

Before entering the kitchen, Xuan Mingcheng smelled the aroma of the ingredients coming from inside. He secretly praised the aroma, looked inside, and saw Yao Wangyou busy by the stove, with his back to the kitchen door .

Xuan Mingcheng rolled his eyes.

Hey, let's sneak attack this medicine jar.

He tiptoed in, pricked up his ears, and listened to Yao Wangyou's muttering, as if he was saying something.

He remembered that this medicine jar didn't have the problem of talking to himself, and he didn't talk in his sleep at night, so he slept well.

The kitchen is huge, and Xuan Mingcheng looked around, only to find that there is a video camera in the center of the operating table in the middle of the kitchen, and the red light is still on, obviously in working condition.And the position where I stand must be in the mirror.

Xuan Mingcheng stopped in his tracks, staring at Yao Wangyou without moving.

"Ginger onion and perilla can be used to remove fishy smell, and..." Yao Wangyou turned around holding the chopped perilla, and was about to explain the use of these ingredients and medicinal materials to the camera, when he found that there was a lot of food in the kitchen. I don't know when there was one more person.

Xuan Mingcheng stood where he was, looking at Yao Wangyou in a snow-white apron with sleeves rolled up to his arms, and a pair of special kitchen gloves.Originally, Yao Wangyou didn't have the habit of wearing gloves while working, but Xuan Mingcheng felt sorry for his hands, and said many times that he should stop cooking and let Aunt Xiang do it, but Yao Wangyou was not happy, he just wanted to cook. Do it yourself.

The reason is clear to both parties.

Later, Xuan Mingcheng asked him to wear gloves every time he entered the kitchen. If Yao Wangyou didn't wear them, Xuan Mingcheng would lose his temper when he saw it.

But Yao Wangyou doesn’t need to do any work at all. Aunt Xiang will buy vegetables, or call someone to have them delivered to her home. After the ingredients arrive, Aunt Xiang will take care of them. He is responsible for cooking and seasoning.

Xuan Mingcheng looked at Yao Wangyou, and Yao Wangyou looked at Xuan Mingcheng, both of them suddenly felt a sense of belonging.

"Are you hungry?" Yao Wangyou put the dish with various ingredients on the operating table, took off the gloves, and turned off the recording camera, "It's almost done, wait a minute."

Xuan Mingcheng didn't have the consciousness of being caught playing a prank at all, he stepped forward and hugged Yao Wangyou's waist: "Did I disturb you to shoot the material?"

Yao Wangyou glanced at the apron, Xuan Mingcheng's clasped hands on his stomach propped up a bulge in the fabric, and he looked up at the smiling man again, thinking that it didn't seem like he was bothering anyone. The proper attitude.

Xuan Mingcheng looked at the camera, raised his eyebrows, then turned his head and joked with Yao Wangyou: "Do you want to invite me to make a collaboration video, so that your channel can enter the beauty zone?"

"It's thick-skinned." Yao Wangyou threw the gloves on the workbench casually, held Xuan Mingcheng's face with both hands, turned around, and looked around seriously, "Well, isn't it pretty, it doesn't look like you're bragging ah."

Xuan Mingcheng was neither annoyed nor refuted, he raised an eyebrow: "It looks more handsome when you get closer."

"Really?" Yao Wangyou was a little amused, holding the back of Xuan Mingcheng's head and moved closer, Xuan Mingcheng also lowered his head, staring at Yao Wangyou motionless, the tip of their noses almost touched together , "Well, it's really handsome..."

"Heh..." Xuan Mingcheng smiled, "You are so beautiful, why don't you show it with this medicine jar?"

Yao Wang worried that he knew that this guy's purpose was not pure, so he saw the right moment, picked up a plate from the side of the stove and stuffed it between the two of them.

Xuan Mingcheng only felt a fishy smell rushing into his nasal cavity, choking him to a headache, and his mouth touched something cold and slippery—anyway, this touch is definitely not the soft mouth of the medicine jar.

Xuan Mingcheng shrank his neck from the greasy feeling, and when he took a closer look, he saw a fish staring at him.

"Wow! Bah, bah, bah!" Xuan Mingcheng spit a lot into the trash can, and rinsed his mouth with a few handfuls of water, but he still felt a fishy smell in his mouth, and he watched the drama with resentment Yao Wangyou said, "The medicine jar is too good for you."

"Didn't you just say you want to show it? I invite you to eat fish. It was agreed in the morning to eat fish tonight." Yao Wangyou looked at the ceiling with an expression of "it's none of my business". Those who interrupted my filming and wanted to play hooligans deserved it.

Xuan Mingcheng stared wide-eyed, in disbelief: "This fish is raw!"

"Don't you like cats? If you look at the little briquettes, you love to eat raw fish. If you love cats, you must love them to the end!"

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Xuan Mingcheng was tongue-tied, but he had no choice but to take the medicine Wangyou, so he could only brush his teeth with a bitter face and the taste of raw fish in his mouth.

Yao Wangyou watched him leave the kitchen, turned around and took a handful of cold water, rubbed his burning ears with his cold hands, and then rubbed his face.

How could there be no response in the face of beauty, the heart in his chest is still raging now.

After the temperature on his face dropped slightly and the heart in his chest calmed down, Yao Wangyou glanced at the video camera on the console, reached out to take it, and after recalling the screen just recorded, he pursed his lips and looked at it. .

Xuan Mingcheng watched for as long as he had been preparing the ingredients in front of the stove.

The man just looked at him quietly, with delicate emotions flowing in his eyes, like a pool of magical water, able to suck people's hearts in, and finally drunk to death in his warm tenderness.

Yao Wangyou looked at Xuan Mingcheng in the camera, recalling the frolicking just now, and gradually lost his mind.

I have been sensible since I was a child, and the three-year-old is the time when the child is fussy, but he can no longer cry at that age, and under the influence of the master, he has known hundreds of commonly used medicinal materials.

It's hard to remember the names of these medicinal materials alone, not to mention the medicinal properties and usage. Besides, the old man Yaoxian also asked him to read a stack of sage books.This is almost impossible for children from ordinary families.

Maybe it's because of nature, maybe it's because of the master's good teaching. Yao Wangyou has been a "good boy" since he was a child. He always smiles when he sees adults. Every time he goes down the mountain with his master to buy things for use, the neighbors in the village like it. He loves it so much.

And when he was in his teens, the age when boys don't listen to adults, Yao Wangyou has never rebelled at all. He is still soaked in books every day, and has little contact with his peers, so he has developed a real "Buddhist temperament".

So this is why after he finished his studies and came down from the mountain, he was full of poems and books and had excellent medical skills, but he neither went to Beijing to obtain fame, nor did he attach himself to a wealthy and famous family like most doctors, but built a grass at the foot of the mountain. In the hut, I planted a fence to live my own little life, and be a chic and unrestrained wandering doctor.

But after meeting Xuan Mingcheng, he found that he had changed unintentionally.

He started to be cute. He used to be able to read medical books all afternoon with a cat in his arms and a cup of tea. Now he would go to the study of Xuanming City with a small briquette to hook him up to lick the cat, watching men being disgusted by the little briquettes. The bitter expression at the end made him smile straight away; he who had never had any emotional fluctuations in the past, faced with all kinds of teasing by Xuan Mingcheng, his heart began to throb, his ears became hot and his face turned red, and when he saw Xuan Mingcheng was injured, he would feel anxious, and he was obviously lying on the bed. By the man's side, but still worried that he won't be able to sleep well at night.

And just like stuffing Xuan Mingcheng's mouth with fish, the former Yao Wangyou would never do such a naughty thing.

Xuan Mingcheng brushed his teeth, and came back with the smell of mint toothpaste in his mouth. He saw Yao Wangyou hanging his hands, and something seemed to be playing on the camera screen in front of him.He held his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly became playful, and said deceitfully, "The fish is mushy."

"Ah!" Yao Wangyou was startled when he heard the words, and rushed to the edge of the stove, only to realize that he hadn't even turned on the fire, and the fish was still lying on the plate, and it was mushy everywhere!

Xuan Mingcheng looked at Yao Wangyou's startled look, and thought it was very funny.

Yao Wangyou looked at the expression of the man's cocked tail, and narrowed his eyes: "The fish is mushy, you can just eat the plate!"

"No." Xuan Mingcheng's two long legs came to Yao Wangyou's side in a few steps, he grabbed Yao Wangyou's arm and pressed him into his arms, and said in his ear, "I want to eat the jar. "

"Go!" Yao Wangyou waved at Xuan Mingcheng like chasing a puppy, and pushed him out of the kitchen, "Don't disturb my work, I'm cooking!"

Xuan Mingcheng grasped the hand that Yao Wangyou stretched out, clasped his white wrist with five fingers, and pulled him into his arms: "Don't, I will do it too."

Looking at Yao Wangyou lying on his chest, Xuan Mingcheng raised his eyebrows.

This medicine jar is really huggable.

Yao Wangyou looked at the satisfied man, pointed to the space between the two, and said calmly, "I'm wearing an apron, and there are blood and fish scales on it."

As soon as his words came out, Xuan Mingcheng's face turned ashen instantly.

"Pfft." Yao Wangyou looked at the figure running out of the kitchen, smiled and put the fish in the frying pan and started frying.Fry the fish before putting it down in the stew pot. On the one hand, it can get rid of the fishy smell of river fish, and on the other hand, it can stew the fish soup thick and white.

But what he didn't expect was that after Xuan Mingcheng changed his clothes, he came over again, with a posture of getting more and more courageous, but this time he didn't hug him like before, but just followed him closely, asking This and that.

This is what surprised him even more. The man didn't seem to be joking. He really wanted to learn how to make soup for himself.

Yao Wangyou recalled when he first came here, Xuan Mingcheng's smooth kitchen could be used for skating, and took a deep look at the man next to him who was clumsily washing vegetables.

To be honest, he was indeed a little touched.A person who has never touched the spring water with his ten fingers is willing to cook for himself.If the employees of Tianxing saw their president washing his hands and making soup, their jaws would probably drop from shock.

It is a rare thing for a person to be willing to change for you.

What's more, this person is still the one you love.

He was lost in thought, but was pulled back to his thoughts by Xuan Mingcheng's voice.

"That... should be finished."

The author has something to say: Xuan Mingcheng, a good wife and loving mother!