Qin Zhijian didn't wait for Yan Nuo's answer, seeing him staring at him in a daze, he couldn't figure out what Yan Nuo was thinking, and asked again.

Yan Nuo regained his senses reluctantly, licked his lips in frustration, and didn't realize that he was being clichéd: "No, it's Yang Wanxing, talking about the incident between me and Zhang Yingdi that was uploaded on Weibo." The matter of chasing people In any case, he was too embarrassed to tell the person directly.

Qin Zhijian snorted softly, imperceptibly: "You have nothing to do with him."

"That's right!" Yan Nuo nodded repeatedly, "I don't know if it will have a bad influence on him by saying that on Weibo."

Yan Nuo thought about Zhang Che so much, Qin Zhijian's back molars itched even more, the kind that would take Zhang Che a few bites to relieve his anger.

What he said had a sour taste: "So what do you care about him?"

"He's a public figure." Yan Nuo blinked, tilted his head and asked Qin Zhijian, "Mr. Qin, do you think I should post a Weibo to clarify?"

What kind of public figure is he? Believe it or not, I let him find out about this person from now on?

Qin Zhijian hummed silently in his heart, his face calm and composed.

The situation of CP speculation is very similar to gossip rumors. The party with the lower rank will be pinched to say that the party with the higher rank will be teased, the party with the higher rank will clarify, and the party with the lower rank will be ridiculed by the crowd.

No matter which side clarifies, the unlucky ones are always the ones with low rank.

Qin Zhijian analyzed the situation to Yan Nuo.

Yan Nuo looked embarrassed: "That is to say, don't explain?"

Qin Zhijian reluctantly nodded: "Yes, the best way is to let the heat dissipate by itself."

This is indeed the way to speculate on CP in the entertainment industry. Many CPs disappear from people's sight when their popularity goes down.

Yan Nuo decided to do what Qin Zhijian said: "Then I will talk to Zhang Yingdi."

Qin Zhijian was curious about how Yan Nuo communicated with Zhang Che, when he clicked on a green icon, and a gray, gray, green and green background immediately appeared on the screen.

Qin Zhijian glanced at it and knew it was the WeChat interface: "When did you add friends with him?"

While editing the content, Yan Nuo replied: "Yesterday, Little Xing Xingxing was also a fan of Best Actor Zhang, and he asked me to help him get an autographed photo with Best Actor Zhang."

also……

well.

Qin Zhijian made another account for Zhang Che.

What's the point of adding him on WeChat as "Third Aunt"?

Do you want a red envelope for Chinese New Year?

How dare he ask for the kid's money?

No red envelopes, why add an omega WeChat?

What ulterior purpose does he have?

After sending the WeChat message, Yan Nuo called out slowly: "Mr. Qin, don't you know that we are friends?"

Qin Zhijian said "Huh?"

Yan Nuo asked again: "Didn't you ask me before if I was sending Zhang Che on WeChat?"

From the very beginning, Qin Zhijian, who had been cheating on his promises, rubbed the bridge of his nose and pretended to say, "I've been too busy lately and haven't had a good rest. My memory isn't very good."

Mr. Qin is not only busy with work, but also busy with taking care of him.

Yan Nuo felt extremely guilty, stood up from the sofa and said, "Then you should rest quickly, it's almost lunch time, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you, and you can make up for it."

The concern of omega is better than any special medicine.

The corner of Qin Zhijian's mouth twitched: "No, you are a patient, so you need to make up."

Yan Nuo didn't want to be seen as a weak and helpless omega: "I've been healed for a long time! Besides, cooking makes me happy."

Qin Zhijian asked, "You like cooking so much?"

Yan Nuo nodded.

An idea suddenly popped up from Qin Zhijian's head, and he wanted to follow suit: "I'll do it with you."

Living together for half a year, Yan Nuo cooked countless meals, and Qin Zhijian watched him cook only a handful of times, and cooking together has never happened before.

Yan Nuo stared at Qin Zhijian dumbfounded, not understanding which song he sang.

Qin Zhijian frowned slightly: "What? Don't you want to teach me?"

How could you be unwilling!Yan Nuo was worried that he had no way to chase people, so he taught Mr. Qin to cook, let Mr. Qin see his greatest strengths, and increased the interaction between the two of them besides healing. This kind of good plan that kills two birds with one stone must not be missed!

Yan Nuo's bright eyes fell on Qin Zhijian, he nodded vigorously, and said excitedly, "Yes, yes, yes!"

Yan Nuo always keeps tomatoes at home in order to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes delicious.

Qin Zhijian's taste was on the sweet side, so he rummaged through the refrigerator, and immediately decided to teach Qin Zhijian how to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Yan Nuo picked up the tomatoes and turned on the tap to wash them.

Qin Zhijian also picked up a tomato and huddled with him to wash.

The open kitchen has a lot of space, and the sink is much larger than the average family, but there is only one faucet, and the two of them quickly wash the tomatoes together, and it is inevitable that there will be hand-to-hand contact.

Two people can wash it well by one, and then wash by the other.

But both parties want to increase interaction, so they tacitly wash together inefficiently.

The back of Yan Nuo's hand accidentally touched Qin Zhijian's, and his face blushed a little.

Qin Zhijian's fingers brushed against Yan Nuo's, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Just washing a tomato takes three times the usual time, and the two of them don't pick each other up, enjoying this extraordinarily rare and beautiful time.

Yan Nuo took the washed tomatoes, put them on the cutting board, picked up the knife and was about to cut them, but was stopped by Qin Zhijian: "I'll do it."

Yan Nuo obediently handed the knife to Qin Zhijian.

Qin Zhijian held the tomato in one hand and the knife in the other, and asked in a dignified manner, "How do you cut it?"

Yan Nuo stood beside him and started to guide: "First cut two pieces from the middle, then take out half, just cut it like a watermelon."

Qin Zhijian picked up the knife, raised the knife with his hand, and the juice from the tomatoes burst out. Fortunately, he dodged in time, and the light-colored home clothes survived.

Yan Nuo slapped his forehead: "How could I forget about this?"

He brought an apron and handed it to Qin Zhijian: "Mr. Qin, you put this on."

Qin Zhijian was dripping tomato juice in his hand, he raised his hand, took a step sideways towards Yan Nuo and said, "Help me wear it."

Yan Nuo followed his words and stood in front of Qin Zhijian. He raised his apron, and Qin Zhijian bent down to let him put the upper part of the apron around his neck.

Yan Nuo flattened the lower part of the apron, found two straps, and went around the back as usual.

Wearing an apron, wearing it yourself and helping others wear it are completely different things.

When you wear it with your hands behind your back, it is simple and convenient, but you can help others wear it face to face, just like... like throwing yourself into a hug.

Yan Nuo put his hands behind Qin Zhijian's back, only to realize that the two people's postures were a bit ambiguous, and wanted to retreat, and walked behind Qin Zhijian, but was hugged by Qin Zhijian.

Yan Nuo was startled, his heart was about to jump out of his throat: "Qin, Mr. Qin!"

"I felt dizzy." Qin Zhijian lied without blushing and heartbeat.

The shyness was left behind by Yan Nuo, and just now he felt that it was not good to throw himself into his arms, so he immediately took the initiative to send himself to Qin Zhijian, while puffing his cheeks to release pheromone, while tightening his hands, and Qin Zhi Stick it together.

As time went by bit by bit, Qin Zhijian became more and more reluctant to let go, but if he didn't let go, he would not want to eat, but eat the promise of chocolate flavor.

He sighed silently, and reluctantly let go of the omega: "Okay."

Fearing that something might go wrong, Yan Nuo hugged him for a while, tied up the apron, and then let go of Qin Zhijian.

He firmly believed in Qin Zhijian's words, and when he saw that Qin Zhijian wanted to continue cutting tomatoes, he said worriedly: "Mr. Qin, let me do it."

Qin Zhijian hid for a while and didn't let him take the knife away: "It's okay, the disease is different now than before. I understand my own body very well."

Yan Nuo said: "I understand too!"

Qin Zhijian looked at him with a smile: "How do you understand?"

With an ordinary smile, Yan Nuo was afraid of being looked down upon, raised his chin, pointed to his nose and said, "I can smell it. I'll know if your pheromone is right when I smell it." Qin Zhijian took time off Looking at him anxiously: "So, what do you smell now?"

Yan Nuo sniffed vigorously: "It smells like coffee, very rich and healthy."

Not just now, it was normal just now.

Then why is Mr. Qin dizzy?

Yan Nuo was only suspicious for two seconds, and soon convinced himself that Mr. Qin's condition is getting better soon, and he probably can't smell this little ailment.

He didn't doubt him, and continued to watch Qin Zhijian cut tomatoes.

Qin Zhijian cut the tomato crookedly with a knife. Not only was the cut shape ugly, but the juice in the tomato was also cut everywhere.

"Mr. Qin, you shouldn't cut it like this, you should cut it like this." Yan Nuo gestured.

Qin Zhijian made another cut, and the result was similar to the last one. The log-colored cutting board was about to dye the juice of the tomatoes red, and if he asked him to cut it off, then why would he eat tomatoes?

Yan Nuo became anxious, and gestured again: "Your force and direction when you cut the knife are not right, you have to do this."

Qin Zhijian stared at Yan Nuo's posture, and discussed with him after reading it.

Yan Nuo saw that his questions were sharp, and thought that the third cut would be better, but it turned out... worse than before.

Yan Nuo jumped up anxiously: "Mr. Qin, give me the knife, and I'll cut it for you."

Qin Zhijian handed the remaining pitiful small piece of tomato to Yan Nuo. Yan Nuo cut it down, and almost no juice came out. Zhijian explained: "Have you seen this pattern? You have to cut according to the pattern. Try again."

Yannuo was anxious, but he was very patient and gentle, and he kept encouraging the "students" to try.

Qin Zhijian returned to his original position, picked up half a tomato that had been put aside just now, stabbed down, and failed again...

"It's still not right." Yan Nuo explained tirelessly, asked Qin Zhijian to hand him the knife, and explained step by step in slow motion, "Is there anything else I don't understand?"

Qin Zhijian pursed her lips and said, "I understand the truth, but it's difficult to operate."

Yan Nuo patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him: "It's okay, just practice more."

Qin Zhijian sighed and said, "I specialize in art, maybe I have a problem with my culinary understanding."

Yan Nuo saw that he was a little discouraged. This was not like the Mr. Qin he knew. He didn't want to see this expression on Mr. Qin's face. His Mr. Qin was always invincible: "Mr. Qin, don't be discouraged. Let me show you once and for all.”

"Stop demonstrating." Yan Nuo thought he was going to give up, and was about to encourage Qin Zhijian, when Qin Zhijian suddenly came up behind him. He held Yan Nuo's hand holding the knife, and said slowly, "What the eyes see and what you see The actual operation is different. When you were learning brush calligraphy when you were young, did your aunt hold your hand and take you to write together?"

The man's hoarse voice rang in his ears, like a cello playing music in his ears, Yan Nuo's ears were red, he nodded, and whispered: "Yes."

Qin Zhijian gave a low laugh: "That's just like my aunt taught you, you teach me how to cut by hand."

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