Throw down that ghost uncle

Today is the weekend, and Yan Shengyu will run 15 minutes more in the morning than usual.

When he got home, Lin Zhao was looking for milk in the refrigerator in the kitchen.

"Morning!" Lin Zhao turned around after hearing the sound, and saw Yan Shengyu was wearing a morning running suit and was wiping sweat with a towel hanging around his neck. He came and pointed to the refrigerator, "Bring me a bottle of water, thank you."

Lin Zhao said "oh", and handed mineral water to Yan Shengyu.

Yan Shengyu drank a bottle of water all at once, and threw the empty can into the trash can. He walked out of the kitchen with his sweat-soaked hair: "Don't look for it," he then went to the pocket of his coat to find it. Zhang came out with a card, handed it to Lin Zhao and said, "Order two cartons of milk at the nearest supermarket and ask them to deliver them."

Lin Zhao silently took the hand, watched Yan Shengyu go upstairs and went out.

The supermarket is opposite the villa area. Lin Zhao heard from his assistant that Yan Shengyu only likes to drink a certain brand of milk. He searched around, and the clerk told him that this brand was out of stock.

Lin Zhao also didn't know that Yan Shengyuxi didn't like other brands of milk. He didn't have a number, so he could only call his assistant. The assistant said that if he didn't have any, he could just get one, but he couldn't buy it by case. He had to deal with today's breakfast first.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhao got tangled up in front of the shelves full of milk, and then chose a pleasing package to buy, but he didn't read the words.

Back at the villa, Yan Shengyu was taking a shower.

Lin Zhao cut a small opening from the milk package and poured it into a glass. After putting it aside, he lit the electric stove.

After graduating from school, it can be said that the kitchen has nothing to do with him. The Lin family has a special chef, and Lin Yixing didn't like the major he studied. It's better to go to a school where there are no intrigues. You have a decent face and a good face, your job is stable, and your partner is easy to find.

Lin Zhao couldn't hear such words, but he didn't have the courage to resist.

The electric stove heated up to a certain temperature, and the pot began to steam. Lin Zhao regained consciousness, but took the milk from the side by mistake and poured it into the pot.

With a sound of "thrust pull", the aroma of milk immediately rushed into the nostrils.

Lin Zhao was caught off guard and quickly poured the milk back into the glass.

The electric stove was not turned off, and the remaining milk was on the bottom of the pot. He glanced at the time, and Yan Shengyu should have finished taking a bath, but he was afraid that it would be too late. After he was in a hurry, he even forgot to wash the pot. Put it in pieces.

The temperature at the bottom of the pot was too high, and the eggs burned in an instant, sticking to the pot.

"Ah!" Lin Zhao slapped his head and hastily turned off the electric stove.

One egg was considered useless, so he had no choice but to dump it into the trash can, and went to the sink to wash the pot.

Yan Shengyu came downstairs, even if he didn't smell the burning smell, he knew that Lin Zhao's chance of success this time was very small.

Lin Zhao probably heard Yan Shengyu's footsteps coming to the kitchen. He was afraid of being laughed at, so he speeded up washing the pot.

But Yan Shengyu had already stood behind Lin Zhao, and he saw the black pot at a glance, and he chuckled lightly: "Missed?"

Lin Zhao was stunned, his face turned red, and the speed of washing the pot was much faster: "I'm sorry, I will redo it right away."

Yan Shengyu didn't blame Lin Zhao, he brushed his hair and walked aside to see the milk in the cup, he picked it up and smelled it: "This is not mushy."

Lin Zhao wished he could dig a hole in the ground and drill down: "I accidentally heated it up, and this brand is more pleasing to the eye."

"It's okay." Yan Shengyu waved his hand, went upstairs to put the towel away, and came down after drying his hair.

He wants to supervise this kid by the side.

Lin Zhao lit the pot again and poured the oil, and put in the eggs after the oil was hot. Yan Shengyu leaned against the kitchen door with his hands crossed, and suddenly said: "Turn on the range hood."

Lin Zhao responded repeatedly.

The eggs "cracked" in the hot oil, and a lot of oil splashed out of the pan and burned Lin Zhao's hands. He ignored it and continued to stir fry.

Yan Shengyu looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but went over and snatched the spatula to stir fry by himself.

Lin Zhao was stunned, he didn't expect Yan Shengyu's cooking skills to be so proficient, he thought that he would need a private chef just because of chance.

"Surprised?" The corner of Yan Shengyu's mouth curved into a beautiful arc.

Lin Zhao nodded.

"In any life, you have to be self-reliant, right?" Yan Shengyu stir-fried the poached eggs in the pot, waited until they gradually turned golden brown, put them on a plate, sprinkled soy sauce on them, and said, "Today is a demonstration, I am looking forward to seeing you Can re-display culinary skills."

Lin Zhao clenched his fists and followed, and said without confidence, "I'm afraid I can't."

Yan Shengyu put the dinner plate on the table and asked, "You want to give up? Then your dad's medical expenses will be settled by himself."

"No!" This was a sensitive sentence, and Lin Zhao was in a daze as if he had been electrocuted, "I will work hard."

You must force him to say this.

Yan Shengyu showed a gratifying smile. He poured a glass of milk for Lin Zhaoye, took out a poached egg and pushed it over on another plate: "Sit down and eat together."

Lin Zhao didn't know whether to step forward or refuse.

Yan Shengyu pulled away the chair next to him, went over and dragged Lin Zhao down on the chair, and sat on the side again.

"You don't need to be so restrained." Yan Shengyu left a sentence and finished eating the poached eggs by himself.

Lin Zhao looked at Yan Shengyu for a while before he began to eat what was on his plate.

But with such a small amount for breakfast, he couldn't get enough to eat, especially doubting Yan Shengyu's appetite.

"If you're hungry, the kitchen is right behind you." Yan Shengyu guessed what Lin Zhao was thinking, and then took a sip of milk.

Yan Shengyu frowned, and suddenly got up and ran to the kitchen. With a "poof", he spit out all the milk he had just put into his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Lin Zhao thought there was something wrong with the milk, so he got up and went in to see the situation.

"The sweet milk you bought?" Yan Shengyu turned on the tap and rinsed his mouth without turning his head.

Lin Zhao faltered: "I...I don't know, it seems... I seem to have forgotten to read it." He still remembered what his assistant said, that Yan Shengyu was taboo to sweet things.

He was terrified, knowing that allergies could be fatal in severe cases.

"I, I, I will call an ambulance." Lin Zhao was looking for his mobile phone to make a call.

Yan Shengyu supported the pool with both hands, the sweet taste in his mouth still did not dissipate, he was already in a trance, his whole body was light, when he heard Lin Zhao dial the phone, he went forward and grabbed it and hung up.

"No need." Panting, he pushed Lin Zhao away and staggered out of the kitchen.

Lin Zhao didn't know what to do. He stood there in fear and blamed himself. After a few seconds, he called Yan Shengyu's assistant, but the call was busy.

At this time, Yan Shengyu lost half of his strength. He even found it difficult to walk the stairs. Halfway through, he almost stepped on the air and fell down. Fortunately, he held on to the handrail and was able to climb the stairs with difficulty.

The door was ajar, he went in and closed it and locked it, leaning his back against the door to call his assistant.

When the assistant heard him say "Come here" angrily, he knew that something had happened, no matter what he was doing, he rushed over immediately.

Lin Zhao also ran upstairs, knocked on Yan Shengyu's door and asked, "How are you doing? Say something!"

Noisy auditory hallucinations appeared in Yan Shengyu's ears from time to time. He shook his head and replied with a voice that was about to change: "It's okay, let's go."

"I can't go!" At this time, how could Lin Zhao leave Yan Shengyu and leave.

Yan Shengyu inside began to lose his mind. He sat on the floor leaning against the door, his muscles atrophied, and his slightly fair complexion appeared a little pink, as if he could pinch water out. His limbs became smaller, and the clothes he wore The shirt was loose and out of shape, especially his face, which looked like he was seven or eight years old, and he was a young lady.

It's over, don't even think about showing your face now.

Lin Zhao continued to knock on the door, but Yan Shengyu didn't dare to speak, his voice changed.

Fortunately, after a while, the assistant rushed into the villa like flying.

Seeing the assistant, Lin Zhao stopped him and told him all the mistakes he had made. The assistant was impatient to listen, and urged him to go back quickly, saying that if he didn't leave, the deal would be over.

Lin Zhao had no choice but to leave obediently.

"Boss Yan?" The assistant touched the door, "He's gone, should you open the door?"

The door finally opened a gap, the assistant opened the door and went in, and saw a child standing at the door staring at him, the clothes on his body were loose and bulky, which did not match his figure at all.

"I'll be good." The assistant hurried to the other side of the closet to get the clothes.

Yan Shengyu's wardrobe is divided into two sides. There is no doubt that the one against the wall is worn by children. Every time he sees small clothes, he gets a headache. He is obviously a thousand-year-old ghost, but he has to wear a small body.

Very aggrieved.

"Blame me, I should have checked the milk inventory in advance." The assistant blamed himself, "Or I would have bought it for you, who knew that guy was so careless."

Yan Shengyu didn't mean to blame Lin Zhao, he just said: "It will be fine after 24 hours."

The assistant sighed on the sidelines, but he didn't say that in the past.

After Yan Shengyu changed his clothes, seeing that the assistant had no intention of leaving, he took the initiative to chase him away: "You can leave too."

The assistant was stunned, and wanted to say a word of concern, but the phone in his pocket rang.

It was from the police station.

He picked it up, and the other party told him that the perpetrator of the car accident had been found and was being detained now, and it would be best to come here some time in the next few days.

The assistant hung up the phone after answering, and looked up to see Yan Shengyu's reaction.

"Not today." Yan Shengyu decided decisively, "Tomorrow I will take that kid there to see the world."