Forced to follow the love line by the villain boss

Meng Xing couldn't resist Wen Rulan. Although he didn't think it would be useful now, the money was all Wen Rulan's, and Wen Rulan didn't have the position to stop him if he wanted to buy it.

It's just... he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.Especially after the salesman had swept away all the food in the cart, he suddenly discovered that there was a box of condoms in the shopping cart, and there were two men who bought the condoms. When his expression suddenly became exciting, Meng Xing was embarrassed It's over the top.

The camper's gaze stayed on Wen Rulan and Meng Xing for a short while, and followed his professional ethics without asking or looking too much.

"One thousand three hundred and fifty four yuan, credit card or cash?" The salesperson asked with a normal expression.

However, he is pretending to be normal, people are gossips, and he is full of curiosity about the relationship between these two men.

Wen Rulan's business as usual is really business as usual, he doesn't shy away from such things at all, and he never cares about other people's opinions.He handed himself the bank card, and after paying the bill, he and Meng Xing picked up a shopping bag and walked out of the supermarket.

The two returned to the snowmobile again, put the food in the back seat, and set off home.

The road was very empty, except for the occasional red light, they went all the way smoothly, and they arrived at the house in ten minutes.

The heating equipment can be remotely controlled. As early as when she was off work, Wen Rulan turned on the heating system at home to preheat. As soon as she entered the house at this moment, the warmth that was different from the cold outside rushed over her face. The two of them took off their heavy clothes at the door. coat, leaving only a thin shirt.

Meng Xing went straight to the kitchen with the food, rolled up his sleeves and asked, "How about braised prawns, braised pork ribs, and steamed sea bass?"

These are the dishes they decided on when they bought the ingredients, Wen Rulan nodded, and added a few more vegetarian dishes: "Stir-fry some broccoli, tomatoes and shiitake mushrooms."

"Okay." Meng Xing agreed.That decisiveness is like a chef who can do everything.

In reality, however, he can't do anything.

His talent has never been focused on cooking, and he has never worked hard the day after tomorrow.But he has a kind of blind self-confidence that he can make it by looking at the recipe, and Wen Rulan is also blind.

There are only two of them, but they prepare a table of dishes, because they think cooking is very simple, and they can learn it just by looking at the recipes.

Facts have proved that there are thresholds for 360 lines, and it is not so easy to be a chef.Both Meng Xing and Wen Rulan, who has made many achievements in scientific research, bumped into this threshold when cooking seriously for the first time.

They haven't even really started cooking, but they have suffered setbacks just handling the ingredients.For prawns stewed in oil, before putting them into the oil pan, you need to remove the prawns, then pick out the prawn lines, and finally open the back, so that it is easy to taste.

It sounds very simple, but it is really difficult to operate. Meng Xing and Wen Rulan are half of each other, busy with each other. They have been processing for nearly an hour, and they have just finished processing the shrimp.

In the teaching video, it is very simple to pick a toothpick, and the knife is easily drawn on the back of the shrimp. It takes only five seconds before and after. However, for people who have no knife skills at all, it is particularly difficult to operate. The shrimp itself is not big, and the back is slippery. , cut very carefully so as not to hurt your hands.

Finally, I finished cutting without any surprises, but found that the back of the shrimp was crooked, and it was not as neat and beautiful as the one on the video screen.

Let's be ugly, Meng Xing and Wen Rulan each have their own ugly way of handling the shrimp, so no one laughed at the other, they just started to heat up the oil as if nothing had happened.

The prawns were soaked in water, and the moment they were poured into the oil pan, the hot oil exploded with crackling noises and splashes of oil.Meng Xing had been scalded before, and when he saw the posture of the fryer, he immediately pulled Wen Rulan back, avoiding the fryer as if avoiding a bomb.

When the movement of the oil pan gradually subsided, he asked Wen Rulan to wait on the spot again, and then he took the lid of the pan and used it as a shield in front of him, and took a look into the pan.

Meng Xing felt bad when he saw it. The prawns should have been deep-fried on a low heat. He had remembered to lower the heat, but when the frying pan was deep-fried just now, he forgot everything. When he and Wen Rulan walked away, , It's always been a big fire.And when he came back again, it was already too late.

Meng Xing turned off the fire in silence, and Wen Rulan followed. He also glanced into the pot, and then fell into the same silence as Meng Xing.

The pot of prawns should be irreparable. The two of them dumped the prawns in silence, looked at the ingredients that hadn't been processed in silence, and finally recalled the seaport they boasted in silence.

I got off work at 05:30, and it was only seven o'clock when I returned home after shopping in the supermarket.But they've been cooking the prawns for an hour, fried the prawns for a while, and it's 08:30 and they haven't even got the first course out.

If they really want to finish all the remaining dishes...they probably won't be able to eat tonight.

After a long silence, Meng Xing spoke first: "How about... let's keep it simple and make a sandwich?"

"Okay..." Wen Rulan agreed.All of a sudden, it changed from big fish and big meat to simple sandwiches, as if going from a five-star hotel to a street food stall, and this dinner dropped several grades in a row.

But when the sandwich was really ready, Meng Xing was still very moved. There is no better food than a sandwich.Simple and quick, you only need to toast the bread, cut a slice of tomato and lettuce, fry a slice of ham, and finally sandwich it together, and you're done.

Although Wen Rulan didn't speak, Meng Xing could tell that he felt the same way. After having the experience of frying shrimp, neither he nor Wen Rulan would have the idea of ​​cooking by themselves in the short term.

After finishing their dinner, the two went to wash the pots and dishes together.Meng Xing was in charge of washing out the foam, and Wen Rulan was in charge of washing off all the foam on the plate.

After Meng Xing finished washing a dish, he handed it to the sink next to it, and Wen Rulan also took the dish and started washing it very naturally.They can't say how well they wash, but they cooperate very well.

The kitchen was quiet, neither of them spoke, only the clinking of dishes and the sound of running water, plain and indifferent, like an ordinary couple.

Wen Rulan originally thought that this dinner was a failure, but at this moment he suddenly didn't think so.Cooking dinner together is not about making such a sumptuous meal, the focus is on the process of cooperation and getting along.

While washing the dishes, he glanced at Meng Xing, who was diligently washing out the foam beside him, and the corners of his mouth could not help but bend.

When Meng Xing handed over the new dishes, he saw the smile on the corner of Wen Rulan's mouth, and he asked strangely, "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing." Wen Rulan replied.But after he answered, he was still smiling.

Meng Xing was puzzled. When washing the dishes, he couldn't help sneaking a few glances at Wen Rulan just to understand why she was smiling.

As a result, when he was peeking one time, Wen Rulan caught him straight, his eyes met, and he didn't know if it was to ease the embarrassment or what, Meng Xing also laughed.

The smile didn't let go as soon as it was raised. For such a boring task as washing dishes, the two of them kept smiling, not knowing what they were laughing at.

After cleaning up the kitchen, it was already past nine o'clock.It's getting late, it's time to go to bed after washing up.

Both the master bedroom and the side bedroom are equipped with washrooms. Wen Rulan went back to wash in the master bedroom, and Meng Xing also went to his own room.

After taking a shower and changing into pajamas, he should have been lying on the bed as usual, but...Meng Xing was a little hesitant, did he want to sleep with Wen Rulan tonight?

The relationship was confirmed just now, and it stands to reason that they should get along for a while before moving to the step of cohabitation.But they...before the relationship was established, I don't know how many times I lived together and kissed many times, it seems that I don't need to follow these ordinary steps?

Moreover, he has been single for more than 20 years and suddenly has a boyfriend. Meng Xing also hopes to get close to him. He either wants to do something or stay with him.

But if he just took the initiative to go there, wouldn't he look...too frizzy?

Meng Xing sat on the bed and struggled, but soon, he didn't have to worry about it.He hadn't made up his mind that he couldn't find Wen Rulan, but Wen Rulan had already arrived at the door of his room.

Wen Rulan also just washed up, her hair was not completely dry yet.He was wearing pajamas, and he was carrying a bottle of wine and a wine glass in his hand.

He entered Meng Xing's room and closed the door behind him.

"Drinking at night?" Meng Xing looked at the wine glass in Wen Rulan's hand and reminded, "Don't you have to go to work tomorrow?"

"Drink less to help you sleep." Wen Rulan was always reasonable, he sat on Meng Xing's bed, opened the wine bottle, and poured himself a glass.

Meng Xing didn't like to drink, but he recognized that the bottle of wine Wen Rulan brought was the best-selling one he had drunk in the tavern before, and it was called "Drunk Life Dream Death".

The ice-blue wine swayed in the glass, bringing back Meng Xing's memories of the last time he drank this wine.This wine is spicy, but it is also very warm. On such a cold day, a drink can warm you up all over your body.

Meng Xing was a little greedy, but Wen Rulan only brought a cup, as if she was only planning to drink it for herself.He blamed it jokingly: "Why didn't you plan to share some with me when you came to drink in my room?"

Hearing this, Wen Rulan smiled meaningfully: "Of course I want to share it with you."

As he spoke, he drank the wine in his glass.

This was not given to Meng Xing at all. Meng Xing didn't know why, but Wen Rulan suddenly put down the wine glass, then pinched Meng Xing's chin with his fingers, pulled Meng Xing closer to him, and then kissed him.

It was an extraordinarily hot kiss, hotter than any kiss before.Because in the intertwining of lips and tongue, the wine in Wen Rulan's mouth was transferred into Meng Xing's mouth.

Some of the wine flowed out from the gap where the lips and tongue met, and some flowed into Meng Xing's throat. He tasted the taste of "drunk life and dreaming death" again, but it was not the same as the last time he drank this wine.

In addition to being choking, there seemed to be an extra sweetness in the wine.I don't know if this wine has a new taste, or... this ray of sweetness only comes from the person who is kissing him deeply.

No matter what the answer is, Meng Xing is immersed in the sweetness of the moment, and Wen Rulan is the same. They hug each other and kiss deeply.

After a long time, we separated again.

The breaths of both parties were a little disordered, Meng Xing was trying to adjust his breathing evenly, and lowered his overheated body temperature again.

Wen Rulan had no intention of cooling down, he suddenly took out something from the pocket of his pajamas, it was a condom he had bought in the supermarket before.

Meng Xing was stunned, before he could react, Wen Rulan had already put the condom in his hand.

At the same time, Wen Rulan spoke, only two words.

"Do it." He looked at Meng Xing.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-1600:22:44~2020-07-1703:00:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Master Lianzi 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Qin'a wine; 1 bottle of Xunyou;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!