Clothes as before

Hu Tiehua was so touched that he felt that the only friend he had made was Fu Lingyi, who gave people a sense of security.

Chu Liuxiang has seven apertures and an exquisite heart. He can understand everyone's thoughts and what everyone wants to do, but you don't understand what he is thinking and what he is going to do at all. Sometimes it is inevitable that you will be confused and unclear.

Although Ji Bingyan is much simpler than Chu Liuxiang, but he doesn't say anything coldly, and he doesn't show his emotions, you can't understand his thoughts at all, and you are confused and don't understand why.

In contrast, Fu Lingyi is the most simple and easy to understand.

Ahem, too much to say, in short, anyway, Hu Tiehua was so moved by the phrase "I will protect you" that he almost went up to shake Fu Lingyi's hand: "You are so kind."

Fu Lingyi chuckled: "Because without you, I would feel a lot less fun."

"What is fun?" Hu Tiehua was furious: "I'm not an actor!"

Fu Lingyi nodded lightly, indicating that he knew: "Well, you are not as good as an actor."

Chu Liuxiang and Ji Bingyan burst out laughing.

After sending off the five tigers of the Peng family who had repeatedly expressed their thanks, the sky was getting darker, and the colder the night, the heavier it was.

Hu Tiehua was shivering from the cold, so they set up a tent behind the sand dunes and started a fire.

The stone camels circled the camels, and the humps blocked the fire.

Only then did a few people feel much better.

The three of Chu Liuxiang had already taken the food off the camel.

Hu Tiehua took the wine, Ji Bingyan took out all kinds of exquisite cups and cups from the car, and Chu Liuxiang rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands to prepare the ingredients.

The three of them were extremely proficient in their movements, and Fu Lingyi, the only one who was not very good at cooking, looked surprised: "You guys can actually cook?"

Obviously cooking is so difficult.

While chopping vegetables smoothly, Chu Liuxiang smiled sideways at him: "Naturally." He smiled at Amway's own craftsmanship: "Although my cooking is not as sweet as it is, it can be considered top-notch. Don't be too polite later."

Fu Lingyi folded his arms around his chest and glanced at him sideways: "Chu Liuxiang, no one would praise himself."

"Yes, I have."

Seeing Chu Liuxiang's smiling face, Fu Lingyi guessed what he would say next, and sure enough, Chu Liuxiang said naturally, "Me."

Fu Lingyi couldn't help complaining: "...Chu Liuxiang, how did you manage to be so cheeky?"

Chu Liuxiang couldn't help laughing. Although he laughed heartily, his movements were always smooth and smooth, without even stopping.

Fu Lingyi was surprised and surprised, and couldn't help saying: "I said, one of you is the richest man in Lanzhou, the other is a bandit commander, and the other is also a famous hero. How can you cook?"

Chu Liuxiang said: "These names are a matter of now."

Hu Tiehua sighed: "We were not the richest man in Lanzhou or the handsome bandit. We were just ordinary and poor children." The big desert isn't such a bad thing anymore."

"Ok?"

Hu Tiehua took a sip of his wine and said with a smile: "Because I, the old bug, and the dead rooster haven't seen each other for many years. If it wasn't for this trip to the desert, we wouldn't be able to fight side by side like we are now, sitting down and drinking."

"I think back then, we often drank together, and the old bug once got me drunk 88 times."

Chu Liuxiang smiled and said, "89 times...have you forgotten the time in the wine tank?"

Hu Tiehua laughed loudly and said: "How could I forget that time I just put half a catty of croton in your wine, but you threw me into Zhang's big wine vat and made me drunk for three days."

Hu Tiehua smiled and said: "I still remember that the last time we drank wine was at Mochou Lake seven years ago. The lotus flowers on Mochou Lake bloomed so beautifully that year. We rolled lotus leaves into wine glasses, drank a glass of wine, and threw a leaf In the end, our boat was almost filled with lotus leaves."

Chu Liuxiang's eyes became more and more leisurely.

Ji Bingyan's eyebrows are also much gentler.

Because Fu Lingyi doesn't drink, he can't imagine how intoxicating the wine must be, but he can imagine how intoxicating the scene seven years ago was.

Hu Tiehua held the wine glass in his hand, and after drinking it down, he sighed with a smile: "Those old days are beautiful and memorable."

Ji Bingyan said coldly: "Those days may not have been so good. Back then we drank sour wine and lay on the wet and cold grass."

What he said made Fu Lingyi a little surprised, because no one would have imagined that Chu Liuxiang, who said "there are no beautiful women in this world, why bother to be born in this world", was so hard when he was a child.

Chu Liuxiang could see the surprise in his eyes clearly, he touched his nose and smiled and said, "Is it very different from now? Speaking of which, I still remember that Hu Tiehua stole our first drink."

Hu Tiehua laughed loudly: "A hero doesn't mention his bravery back then."

Fu Lingyi originally thought that Chu Liuxiang had a thick skin, but he didn't expect Hu Tiehua to have a thick skin, so he couldn't help complaining: "I said, the old saying is true, 'Things of a kind gather together and people are divided into groups', and your thick skin is the same .”

Hu Tiehua looked him up and down several times, then suddenly smiled and said: "So, don't you have a thick skin?"

Fu Lingyi: "..."

Oops, the sentence that like attracts like attracts people divides itself into groups.

Fu Lingyi covered his face inwardly, but his expression did not change at all. He really looked thick-skinned.

Hu Tiehua was about to continue teasing him, but was stopped by Chu Liuxiang's faint eyes.

A little joking is enough, and Fu Lingyi can't really be embarrassed.

Of course, Chu Liuxiang complained and disliked Fu Lingyi's various strengths, and said: Is there any?

Why doesn't he feel that?

233 This kind of differential treatment is also gone.

Here, Ji Bingyan had already cooked a pot of hot dishes on the fire, and the mixed aroma of pepper, onion, ginger, and beef and mutton made Hu Tiehua sniffed.

Fu Lingyi didn't like mutton, so he quietly moved a small stool and sat beside Chu Liuxiang, waiting eagerly for his little sweet soup to come out of the pot.

He rested his chin with one hand, and his phoenix eyes were shining, which was even more breathtaking than the star of bliss, which is better than the stars in the sky.

Chu Liuxiang, who had been watching his reaction, couldn't help but smile. He found that Fu Lingyi's reaction to sweets was so cute that he wanted to rub his head.

Just when he was thinking this way, Fu Lingyi's eyes glued to the sweet soup turned to him: "Chu Liuxiang."

"Huh?" His expression was too serious, Chu Liuxiang's heart tightened: "What's wrong?"

Fu Lingyi silently looked at Ji Bingyan and Hu Tiehua, and was relieved to find that they were all focused on the beef soup: "Well, let's make Xiaotiantang tomorrow, too?"

Chu Liuxiang felt as if she saw cat ears protruding from Fu Lingyi's hair again.

He coughed violently and managed to control his hand: "Okay."

Hearing his answer, the corners of Fu Lingyi's lips curled up uncontrollably. He was in a better mood and watched Chu Liuxiang stir the sweet soup slowly with a spoon. Fu Lingyi couldn't help but sigh when he smelled the sweet smell in the air. He took a deep breath: "Why do I cook so badly?"

His words were so endless that Chu Liuxiang didn't understand what he meant for a while.

Fu Lingyi said: "Like you, I also cook by myself since I was a child. Why is it still so unpalatable after all these years?"

Fu Lingyi's villain frowned in distress: Could it be that he really has no talent for cooking?

like you?

Cooking for yourself since childhood?

Chu Liuxiang frowned: "You cook by yourself since childhood? Where...where are your parents?"

"If so, who would cook by themselves? Cooking is a kind of torture for me." Fu Lingyi's head hurts when he mentions cooking. It may be because of Hu Tiehua's memories. He also thought of his own. Back then: "I remember the first time I cooked was grilled fish. I finally caught a fish, but I forgot to clean the internal organs. The smell at that time... I can't remember it until now, so I don't like fish very much now. It should be said that I I don't like any food that smells fishy."

"When cooking, some rice is often raw and some are cooked because of a poor grasp of the heat."

This is not the most frightening thing, the most frightening thing is that even if it is made like this, he still has to force himself to eat it.

Thinking of his chef Ling Yi, he immediately admired Chu Liuxiang a little bit. Let alone the aroma of this sweet soup, he would like 32 likes.

Chu Liuxiang frowned even tighter.

if so.

What is it? If anything, Ling Yi seems to have a lot of resentment towards his parents.

And what Fu Lingyi said a long time ago, "Since you know you're sorry, you shouldn't continue doing this, right?"

sorry for what?

Could it be that Ling Yi's parents did something to offend him.

Cooked by himself since he was a child, and since he was a child, did Ling Yi's parents feel sorry for him because they abandoned him?Or ignore him or something?

After thinking of this possibility, Chu Liuxiang suddenly felt very uncomfortable. In his opinion, Fu Lingyi should be the kind of little doll who is held in the palm of his hand.

I'm afraid I won't be able to protect it.

However, this is all my own speculation and should not be true.

Thinking about this, Chu Liuxiang loosened his eyebrows and smiled at Fu Lingyi: "You don't need to be a first-class cook, just tell me what you want to eat. I still know a lot of famous dishes in the world."

Fu Lingyi stared at him blankly, and after a while, suddenly said: "Chu Liuxiang, if you are a woman, I will marry you."

So far, he has only told this joke to two people, one is 900 million.

That guy's craftsmanship is beyond words.

One is Chu Liuxiang, who always looks like a good wife and mother every time she smiles.

The author has something to say: I am guilty (┯_┯)

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