Lan Jia's Han Xiyou

The five o'clock alarm clock rang cheerfully in the room, and Lan Jia slapped the phone under the bed. Han Xiyou opened his eyes and remained silent for two seconds, then burst out laughing seeing Lan Jia's displeased expression.

"Why are you going?" Lan Jia reached out to grab Han Xiyou who was sitting up, with a soft voice.

"Make breakfast, and you go to bed." Han Xiyou held his hand and kissed him, then put on his pajamas neatly and got out of bed.

"Huh?" Lan Jia rubbed her hair, closed and opened her eyes.

In the past three days, because this man hadn't had a good night's sleep, Lan Jia, who never sleeps in, couldn't help but want to sleep until the sky was dark.But... just now he said to make breakfast?

After struggling for a while, Lan Jia climbed out of bed, squinted her eyes and groped to the kitchen. After finding the target, she threw herself into Han Xiyou's arms.

"Sleepy~"

Han Xiyou held the milk in his left hand and the bread in his right, and slowly moved the koala on his body to the cooking table to put down the things.

"Idiot, go to sleep when you're sleepy, you can still sleep for 10 minutes." Han Xiyou picked him up and prepared to put him back into the bedroom to sleep.

"What about in 10 minutes?" Lan Jia asked while hugging his waist.

"Get up and have breakfast."

"After breakfast?"

"go for a date."

"Oh, go on a date... What! A date?" Lan Jia jumped off Han Xiyou's shoulders, staring at him without blinking, "A date! Yes!?"

Han Xiyou messed up his hair, turned around and went back to the kitchen, "Well, I'll take you out to play for a day while Sister Qin doesn't know I'm coming back. She woke up today and probably won't be well."

Han Xiyou didn't think there was anything wrong with that MV, both the picture and the sound quality were the best. As for the content, to him it was just about the love between a couple of ordinary people.Although this pair of ordinary people may be alien in the eyes of most people.

After washing up, Lan Jia dragged her chin to watch Han Xiyou toast, then took a photo and posted it on Weibo.

"Can you cook?" Lan Jia asked curiously.

Han Xiyou put fried eggs, bread, bacon, and milk in front of Lan Jia, and raised his chin, "These are the pinnacle of my cooking skills."

In fact, he thinks that cooking is not difficult. Put the food in the pot, put the seasoning in the pot, isn’t it enough when it’s cooked?But when he wanted to learn how to cook, Meng Lin told him that his hands were used to play the piano and compose music, and he didn't need to do these things.

Later... when I was alone, I learned to fry eggs and bake bread, which was low-tech and time-saving.Over time, he has done very well in these few things.

"Hahaha... your peak is so high!" Lan Jia poked at the bacon on the plate, but it was quite fragrant.

"Forget it, you can do it yourself." Han Xiyou ferociously went to take Lan Jia's plate, his ears were slightly red, this mentally handicapped person who doesn't know what to do, dares to dislike making you breakfast.

Lan Jia pursed her lips and pressed the plate firmly, a layer of water mist rose from her eyes, obviously holding back her smile and enduring it very hard.

"Don't! I didn't say no! It's the first time I've had breakfast made by my lover." Lan Jia looked up at him with the plate in his arm.

Han Xiyou felt that he was suddenly healed by these words. For the first time or something, um, he felt a little happy, as if he had picked up a treasure that was completely his own.

"I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you." Han Xiyou pushed all the plates to Lan Jia and sat down beside him, propping his head on one hand and looking at him seriously.

Lan Jia smiled and kissed him on the cheek, "Then I'll start."

Fool, you can eat broken bread and be happy here. Han Xiyou sat beside him, with a bright smile on his face unconsciously.

"Open your mouth, ah~" Lan Jia squeezed the bread with one hand, and brought the bacon to his mouth with the other, "Let's eat together, and then go on a date."

Han Xiyou opened his mouth cooperatively, and pulled his lover in front of him for a kiss. Although his lips were covered with bread crumbs and oil, he still felt very beautiful.

The two of them didn't bother to watch today's entertainment news from waking up in the morning until they quietly went out, and they left their mobile phones at home. Han Xiyou only wanted to have a day of his own time, not the singer Han Xiyou's.

Han Xiyou drove the most inconspicuous Audi from the garage, and he wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. The two wore casual clothes like ordinary office workers.

Lan Jia turned on the music in the car, and it was a coincidence that the radio station happened to be Nanfeng returning late.

"This song has set a new high in listening rate and download rate in just one night after it was released, but its MV is still a controversial topic. I believe that through this song, Han Xiyou, the male god who returns to us late at night, will change again. Become a topic king."

As soon as the female anchor's voice fell, the male anchor's voice sounded, "Let's listen to what this listener has to say."

"Hello, listener, this is Fengyun Music Radio Station."

"Hello. I want to order this song for my lover, my former lover. I want to say sorry to him and wait for me to come back."

"This audience...beep...beep...well, this audience is really a person with personality." The male host smoothed things over in an extremely embarrassing manner.

Han Xiyou reached out to turn it off, and snorted contemptuously.

I'm sorry, it's so funny, ten years ago you killed a person, ten years later you went to the grave with flowers and cried, saying sorry I shouldn't have killed you?How could there be such a funny person in this world?

"The one just now...couldn't it be?" Lan Jia keenly sensed the displeasure of the people around her, but it couldn't be such a coincidence, could it?Just listen to the radio and meet acquaintances?

Han Xiyou shrugged, "Meng Lin, the world is really small." Although he hadn't seen him for several years, he was still surprisingly familiar with this voice, and what the man said just now made him feel like he ate a fly.

"Then it's over, he will definitely think that you sang this song to him so affectionately, and then immediately pack his luggage and fall back into your arms." Lan Jia pouted dissatisfiedly while clutching the seat belt.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Lan Jia suddenly sat up straight, and said righteously: "What should I do? You are mine! He is not as beautiful as I am, nor is he as cute as I am, he is not as good as I cook, and his character is still so scumbag. He is full of blood every minute!"

Han Xiyou had a playful smile on his face, "He has a huge fan base, and they can fill you up every minute."

"I have you!" Lan Jia leaned over and hugged Han Xiyou's arm, "Will you help me? Huh? Huh?"

Han Xiyou kissed him on the forehead in a great mood, "Idiot, of course, I won't help anyone."

Lan Jia smiled and said: "You are the best, I love you!"

Han Xiyou couldn't help but look at the people who were tired of being around him a few more times. He always felt that being with Lan Jia was different. He used to be taken care of by Meng Lin in the past. Although he was also used to being taken care of by Lan Jia now, he wanted to be with Lan Jia more. To take care of Lan Jia, the kind of devotion, care and attention to a person from the bottom of his heart surprised him.