Sorry for pinching the wrong person

Zhang Jianyang pushed Zou Yan away, panting heavily.Hey, I was still seen by someone, and I was still an acquaintance.But he never hides himself, he and his lover kiss in the empty parking lot, without hindering anyone, there is nothing wrong with it.

It's just that he was kissed so badly by Zou Yan just now, well, it seems that he has nothing to be proud of.

"Xing Yuan, long time no see." Zhang Jianyang wiped his mouth pretending to be calm, as if he just had a very ordinary meal.

Zou Yan's headlights were still on, and Xing Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly to look at them: "Long time no see, who is this?"

"This is Mr. Zou Yan from Xingyan." Zhang Jianyang patted Zou Yan's arm very naturally, "This is Xing Yuan from the original force facility, a friend I met before, Wang Laowu in the new circle."

"It turned out to be the famous Mr. Zou. No wonder Mr. Zhang has been so hard to get an appointment recently, and he occasionally gave me a chance." Xing Yuan stood against the light, his face hidden in the light and shadow, and he looked at Zou Yan blatantly.

He was as tall as Zou Yan, and the two stood facing each other, with an inexplicably tense atmosphere.

"Hello, thank you for taking care of Xiaoyang before." Zou Yan said calmly, and began to take off his coat.

Zhang Jianyang turned pale with shock, Zou Yan, what are you doing in public!

Before he could react, the warm touch enveloped his whole body. Zou Yan put his coat on him, and held him in front of him, as if declaring his right to possess: "Miss me so much? You forgot to put on your coat when you came out .”

Zhang Jianyang felt that Zou Yan must have done it on purpose, he was both embarrassed and a little happy, it's not good to be so intimate with such a large audience.

"You misunderstood. Zou Yan and I are always in a formal relationship, so there are certain things we won't do." Zhang Jianyang understood Zou Yan's meaning and explained calmly.No date, he will not make an appointment in the future.

"Association?"

"Dating?!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, accompanied by the sound of thunder, it sounded a little unclear, it seemed that it was going to rain.

Zhang Jianyang looked in the direction of the other voice. It turned out that it was Pan Ning who came to the parking lot with his clothes.

Zhang Jianyang thought, okay, this is God wants him to tell the world.

"You have nothing to sing your song, what are you doing out there?"

"You came out without any clothes on, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold." Pan Ning's face was gloomy, his expression unprecedentedly serious.

"Oh, I forgot in a hurry." Zhang Jianyang took the clothes and held them in his hands.

"What you just said is true?" Pan Ning asked with a frown.

Zhang Jianyang nodded solemnly: "Well, Zou Yan and I are dating, very formal." Feeling the warmth behind him, he spoke with confidence.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"It's not long since we dated each other. Aren't you busy in other places?" Zhang Jianyang suddenly felt that Pan Ning was a little angry. Given their small friendship, this kind of thing should be shared as soon as possible, but there is no need so serious?

Thunder rumbled outside the parking lot, and a heavy rain was about to come. Seeing the strange atmosphere, Zhang Jianyang hurriedly said, "It seems that it's going to rain heavily. I'll go back with Zou Yan's car first, and we'll talk about it in detail later." He gestured to Panning to talk on the phone, greeted Xing Yuan, quickly opened the door and got into the car.

Pan Ning didn't speak, and let him watch their car start up and go away.

"It seems that you are right. Zhang Jianyang really likes my style." Xing Yuan teased, but Pan Ning did not respond. Just as he was about to speak again, he heard a "bang", Pan Ning kicked over the "Please keep the lane clear" warning sign next to him, said "Let's go first", and walked towards his car.

Xing Yuan looked at him thoughtfully, nodded and said, "Appointment again."

Pan Ning walked in a hurry, and did not hear the words hidden in the darkness behind Xing Yuan.

"Fine, I almost gave up."

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Not long after Zhang Jianyang and the others left, it started to rain, and the dense raindrops hit the car window with a crackling sound. Zhang Jianyang watched passers-by fleeing in all directions through the car window blurred by the rain.

When they drove to the garage, water had already started to accumulate on the road. Zhang Jianyang got up early in the morning and was a little sleepy. He sat in the warm car and didn't want to move.

Zou Yan parked the car, saw him not moving in the back seat, and asked, "Asleep?"

"It's so warm in the car, I don't want to move."

Zou Yan smiled and shook his head, got out of the car and opened the rear door to pull him out, but he pulled him into the car.

Zhang Jianyang pulled Zou Yan into the car, straddled his lap, put his arms around Zou Yan's neck and asked for a kiss, Zou Yan responded with his arms around his waist, and the feeling of being interrupted just now was ignited again in an instant.

"Want?" Zou Yan's voice was a little hoarse.

Zhang Jianyang panted on top of him: "I want it."

"it's here?"

"Well, here, now."

……

Zhang Jianyang was carried home by Zou Yan with his body limp, lying on the sofa and said weakly, "I'm so hungry." They tossed in the car for a long time, and it was already dinner time, Zhang Jianyang suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten at noon .

"Haven't you been fed yet?" Zou Yan bent down to help him take off his shoes.

"Zou Yan, I found that you are becoming more and more rascal." Zhang Jianyang stepped on Zou Yan's thigh with his shoe-off foot.

"Who is playing hooligans now?" Zou Yan bent down and kissed him on the forehead, "I'm going to cook, luckily I asked Aunt Mei to buy vegetables today."

Zhang Jianyang said weakly, "Aren't you tired?"

"If I didn't see you tired, I could come a few more times."

Zou Yan took off his coat and hung it up, and went into the kitchen.After a while, the sound of washing things came from the kitchen. Zhang Jianyang closed his eyes and imagined Zou Yan's every move according to the sound from the kitchen.

The sound of water was very long. He must be washing the vegetables. His slender fingers carefully picked and rubbed the vegetables in the basket. It didn't match the image of the high-ranking Zou Zou, but it was unexpectedly suitable.The water stopped, there were footsteps, and there was a slight sound of the refrigerator opening and closing. He must have taken meat from the refrigerator. No, there was the sound of glass bottles colliding, which should be the seasoning.Hmm... What is this "kuang kuang" sound, like the sound of vigorously knocking on a chopping board, but why knock on the chopping board?

Zhang Jianyang was puzzled. When he was at home, he often heard such a sound when Aunt Chen was cooking, but he never cared about it. Why did he knock on the chopping board?The more he thought about it, the more curious he became, stood up with his sore waist, and ran into the kitchen to find out.But when he came to the kitchen, Zou Yan had already started washing his hands, and the knocking sound had already stopped.

"What is 'kuang kuang', that one just now, why did you knock." Zhang Jianyang was a little anxious, and his speech was not very coherent.

Zou Yan knew what he was talking about without explaining.He looked at him funny: "It's making onion, ginger and garlic. It can make the ginger and garlic taste very good, and it won't make these seasonings too fine to pick."

"That's right, that's it, I couldn't remember it for a while."

"Go to rest if you know, there is a lot of oily smoke here."

Zhang Jianyang turned around and left the kitchen, but instead of going to rest, he took a lazy sofa and put it at the door of the kitchen, and sat watching Zou Yan cook.

"What do you cook? Scrambled eggs with tomatoes?" Zhang Jianyang looked around the door and saw Zou Yan cutting a bright red tomato.

"It's probably called stewed tofu with tomato and shrimp. It's a very simple dish."

"Is it for frying?" Zhang Jianyang saw him pouring oil into the pan.

"No, you need to saute the scallions that have just been 'kuang kuang' until fragrant, and then fry the tofu."

There was a sizzling sound of frying in the oil pan, and after a while Zhang Jianyang smelled the burnt aroma of fried tofu.

"Now we need to fry the tomato juice, add the processed shrimp, add the freshly fried tofu, sprinkle a little sugar, and stew until the taste is good, then we can start the pot."

Zhang Jianyang leaned against the door frame, listened to Zou Yan's gentle explanation, smelled the aroma of food, and was so hungry that he emptied his head. Only the warm yellow lights of the kitchen and the tall figure were locked in his sight, which was reassuring.

"You can eat."

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Jianyang's sight was blocked, and Zou Yan had already come in front of him.

"Finally I can eat, I'm so hungry!" He jumped up and ran to the dining table.

"Who told you not to eat at noon?"

"How do you know I didn't have lunch?" Zhang Jianyang was puzzled.

Zou Yan handed him the chopsticks and said with a smile: "I didn't know, you just told me."

Damn, I was cheated.Zhang Jianyang guiltily picked up a shrimp and put it into his mouth. The sweetness of the shrimp and the aroma of tofu exploded on the tip of his tongue, making him feel even hungrier.

"How?" Zou Yan asked with some expectation.

“Delicious! Perfect!”

"There are other dishes, try them too."

Zhang Jianyang's mouth was occupied by food, so he nodded desperately.The previous hot pot didn't show much, but Zou Yan's cooking was really delicious.He doesn't know how to evaluate food, but Zou Yan's dishes are definitely not at the level of "everything is delicious when you are hungry", although he is really hungry now.

"Cooking also requires talent. Like me, I have no talent at all. I always feel that making noodles by myself is not as delicious as others." Zhang Jianyang also made noodles by himself during his only one-year residency at school, but the same is true. Instant noodles, he always thinks that other people's bowls are better than his.

"That doesn't count, rice is always delicious from other people's bowls. Have you ever really cooked?"

"It doesn't seem like there is no chance to do it. Why? Do you want to try my craft?"

Zou Yan shook his head: "I think so, but cooking is very troublesome, so let me do it."

Hearing what he said, Zhang Jianyang suddenly felt guilty: "Actually, I can learn it too. It shouldn't be difficult for you to do it."

"It's okay, we don't eat much at home, so you don't need to learn it."

Zhang Jianyang thought for a moment, nodded, and suddenly grabbed a piece of beef from Zou Yan's bowl with chopsticks, and said with a smile, "I think the piece in your bowl is more delicious."

After eating, the rain was still falling. Usually this time should be time for walking or exercising, but Zhang Jianyang felt that he had enough exercise today, so he moved a small bench and sat at the entrance of the gym to watch Zou Yan's fitness. As soon as Yan came back, he became a follower.

But at this moment, his mind didn't stay on Zou Yan's sexy muscle lines, because he was thinking about how to explain to Pan Ning, and where he was going to learn how to cook.