long head song

Yu Wenche was worried.

Chen Wangzhi was right in front of him, without squinting.

Look, he's angry!Are you sick? Don’t buy him a 45 yuan sugar triangle... Isn’t it just 45 yuan!One yuan and five a day, only 55 a month! What can [-] do?Even asking Chen Wangzhi to drink coffee cost [-]...

Yu Wenche followed behind Chen Wangzhi, his expression changing.Suddenly someone called him, "Yu Wenche!"

It's Teacher Shen.Teacher Shen waved enthusiastically, "Come to class?"

"Hello teacher……"

"Okay, come here."

So, Yu Wenche watched helplessly as Chen Wangzhi turned a corner and disappeared.

Chen Wangzhi was very lazy, Gao Ping analyzed, it must be because the little cousin is weak, that's why he stayed like this.

Chen Wangzhi said, "I probably lived a life of ups and downs." He had a deep love for the bed and quilt. When he got home, he washed his hands and face, changed into his pajamas, poured a cup of tea, and sat on the bed with his computer in his arms.After watching a horror movie about murder and arson for a while, it was not interesting, so I yawned, lay down and planned to go back to sleep.

...Damn it, I can't sleep.

For Chen Wangzhi, this was an earth-shattering event.

Why can't I sleep?He turned over, was it the mental excitement caused by drinking tea?No, he never drank tea only for hypnotic effect.Did you sleep too much in class?But today in class, he didn't sleep for a minute.

Just can't sleep.The insomniac Chen Wangzhi tossed and turned in bed thinking, why, could it be...

Spring is coming?

Spring is here, and people's hearts are floating.Gao Ping was on the other side of the ocean, complaining in voice.Bored, I want to go back to my country, I don’t want to go to class, I want to drop out of school, I want to cook and wash clothes for my little cousin at home.How can you survive without me, Gao Ping chirping, don't always order takeaway!Hey, forget it, what can you do if you don't order takeaway.

Chen Wangzhi thought for a while and said he couldn't understand.Takeaway is simple and convenient, you just need to go downstairs and throw a trash, why not do it.By the way, do you want to eat at noon today?He took out his mobile phone, opened the food delivery app and searched around, but it was boring.I have no appetite, and I am tired of eating all the takeaways that can be eaten.Sure enough, Gao Ping was right, he couldn't always order takeaway, but what would he do without takeaway, could he order instant noodles himself?Then he might as well starve to death.

It's boring, let's go to sleep.Chen Wangzhi regained his meditation posture, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.Just when he was about to fall asleep, the phone buzzed, making his little heart beat wildly, "... who is it?"

"I, I, I, I." The voice over there was hurried and emotional, "Hey, Chen Wangzhi!"

"Oh," Chen Wangzhi said coldly, "The courier will be delivered downstairs."

"No, alas, I'm not a courier."

"No insurance, no credit card—"

"You don't even have my mobile phone number! I'm Yu Wenche!"

Yu Wenche?Chen Wangzhi thought, "Well, hello."

"Hello, hello." Yu Wenche seemed to be running, "Hey, where are you?"

"at home."

"At home? Oh."

"What's the matter with you?"

"No... I just wanted to say, uh, that..."

Chen Wangzhi yawned silently.

"Are you sleepy? It's not until eleven o'clock in the morning, why are you sleepy? By the way, I remembered, are you hungry?"

"A little bit." Chen Wangzhi stroked his stomach. In fact, he was not hungry at all, but his excellent sixth sense seemed to perceive what was going to happen next.

"Great, I just bought vegetables. I can cook! Let me cook for you, how about it? Where is your home?"

Chen Wangzhi reported the address, and Yu Wenche repeated, "Oh, it's very close!"

"Hmm." Not far away.How tiring it is, Chen Xuan deliberately bought such a house in order to sever ties with his son.It's so close, even if a special car is sent to Chen Wangzhi, he won't go home.

"Okay, okay—do you have rice noodle oil or something at home?"

rice?noodle?Oil?Chen Wangzhi doesn't enter the kitchen once in ten thousand years, these things are no different from extraterrestrial creatures. "No."

"Then I'll go shopping first, you go to sleep, haha."

Yu Wenche sounded very happy for no reason.Chen Wangzhi saved his number and continued to lie down, his mind spinning more and more rapidly, so he couldn't sleep even more.

Is Yu Wenche coming to cook for me?

Yu Wenche is coming to my house?

Yu Wenche can cook?

Yes, Yu Wenche can also clean up.

Chen Wangzhi jumped up slowly, good opportunity!He can inspect Yu Wenche's level on the spot to determine whether he should be taken under his command... No, he should pursue him as his wife.

Facts have proved that Yu Wenche's cooking skills are not bad, at least [-]% better than the cafeteria.

"Salty or not?" He asked courteously, serving tea and water, "Are you from the south? Do you like something lighter?"

Chen Wangzhi's ancestral home is Nanjing, but he grew up in the north since he was a child, and he doesn't care about the taste. "Can."

"Okay, you eat what you eat." Yu Wenche was wearing an apron. He was tall and burly, and the largest apron looked very cramped on his burly body.Chen Wangzhi ate a dish of fish-flavored eggplant with rice, thinking as he ate, yes, you can add [-] cents.

"I, I wanted to buy a few cucumbers and tomatoes to make cold dishes. Alas, it's an unfortunate day in the supermarket, and the dishes are not fresh." Yu Wenche was busy in the kitchen, cleaning the kitchen utensils, "...I bought a few catties of pork ribs , and it’s stewed.”

Chen Wangzhi said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Yu Wenche poked his head out and stared at him with a smile, "I like cooking."

"Oh." Chen Wangzhi nodded, "Work hard."

"No way, hahahahaha." Yu Wenche burst out into a burst of hearty laughter, as if very proud, "My family let me cook during Chinese New Year! My younger brother likes to eat pork ribs, chickens, ducks and so on."

Chen Wangzhi's New Year's Eve dinner was always at Gao Ping's house, and he couldn't help feeling sad for three seconds when he heard this, "Yeah."

"Let me see...you bought the pot, why haven't you used it?"

"will not."

That pot was bought by Gao Ping, but Gao Ping doesn't know how to stew pork ribs, and at his level, he can fry shredded pork with green peppers at most. "No?" Yu Wenche sighed and said sympathetically, "It's okay, let me do it."

Yu Wenche was busy at Chen Wang's house for a whole noon and an afternoon, cooking, stewing ribs, cleaning the kitchen, cleaning the living room, cleaning the bedroom, cleaning the sheets, quilts, pillow covers, and helping Chen Wangzhi organize the clothes he needed in summer. "Do you really like white shirts?" He skillfully folded the sleeves of the shirts. "You can't put them like this. You see, they are all creased."

Chen Wangzhi hummed a few times, holding the phone, absent-minded.

"You, if you need someone to help you clean up the housework in the future, just call me." Yu Wenche looked at the newly cleaned room, full of pride and joy, "I will help you."

"Thank you, thank you." Chen Wangzhi scrolled through Weibo, thinking about...

Yu Wenche, you can marry.