gentlemen!Please don't call me Douding

A tempting aroma wafted from the kitchen.

Er Shaobao also jumped up and down in the kitchen, washing vegetables for a while, and helping his brother stir-fry vegetables for a while.

"Brother, you actually cook today. I haven't eaten your dishes for a long time, except for instant noodles!"

Shao Yao quickly chopped vegetables, put them in the pot, put seasonings on them, and out of the pot, Shao Zi shook his legs and hummed a little tune, feeling very comfortable.

If you haven't eaten his brother's cooking, don't eat it. You will never forget it in the future. It's so delicious!

Almost an hour later, the massage was over. Xu Zehui embraced the pillow with gratitude on his face, "Xiao Ding, you are my savior. I feel so much better. My poor little waist can finally see the light of day."

Ding Dou smiled and sat on the edge of the bed, gently kneading his other wrist with one hand, "Don't worry too much, I still need to go to the hospital for a checkup."

"Yeah," he shrugged his nose, and instantly became excited, "Boss Shao is cooking, let's go, we have something to eat today."

Ding Dou smiled, fumbled for his clothes, and said, "There are still customers in the store, so there is no need to trouble you and Mr. Shao, I will help you up, and you can go and try."

Shao Yao brought out the cooked food, and when he looked up, he saw Ding Dou on the other side not far away, already dressed, carefully leaning against the wall.

He strode over and stretched out his hand to hold him, but Ding Dou hissed and frowned, "Did I hurt you?"

Ding Dou retracted his hand into his sleeve, covered it with the other hand, and hurriedly explained, "No, no. Well, Mr. Shao, I should go back."

Can you tell him the way?

Shao Yao carefully looked at his cheeks, the redness and swelling of the place where he was beaten had subsided a little after applying ice, then he looked down at his hands covered in his sleeves, and frowned.

How to get yourself wounds everywhere.

"Eat," he said.

Ding Dou blushed a little, but the disappointment in the morning had dissipated. He shook his head in embarrassment and stammered, "There is food in the store, and I have to go to work in the afternoon. I, Mr. Shao, I won't bother you."

Shao Yao looked at him, his delicate eyes showed a bit of caution, out of focus, Ding Dou waited for a while, but when he didn't get a reply, he pursed his lips slightly, as if he had said something wrong again.

Is this person angry?

"There is no car outside." Shao Yao said in a deep voice.

Ding Dou blinked his eyes, holding a guide stick in his hand, like a deer cornered by a cheetah, looking at you fiercely, even if you don't eat, you will be scared to death.

Er Shaozi ran over and laughed, his brother can always scare people so much, it doesn't matter if he has an iceberg face, people can be scared even if they can't see him.

Simply divine.

He comforted and explained, "It's already twelve o'clock now, and it takes more than one o'clock for you to go back. There is no food. There are no buses in the suburbs here, and my brother has cooked all the meals. Mr. Xiaoding, you can stay Let's eat and give him a face."

The words have come to this point, there is no point in refusing, Ding Dou nodded, and Shao Zi winked at his brother.

Anyway, let me be pale.

Shao Yao glared at him fiercely, but his subordinates relaxed their movements, warm palms gently supported Ding Dou's arm and brought him to the dining table.

The dishes on the table were all freshly bought by Shao Yao this morning.

Shao Zi counted the names one by one, and his saliva was about to flow down.

"I want to eat half of the sour plum pork ribs. Huizi, you are not feeling well. I will help you eat all the spicy fish nuggets. Ahhh, toon tofu soup, help me fill a bowl first, and I will have a big bowl later."

Er Shaozi couldn't bear it anymore, Shao Yao had been abroad all year round, and there were always western food outside, so he had practiced a good cooking skill, every time the two brothers met, he would wait anxiously for his brother to cook for him.

The taste is strong and strong enough, and he can eat three bowls with rice.

The pillow behind Xu Zehui's waist is also full of sparkling eyes. The cooking skills of the boss of Lin'anmen can be eaten by ordinary people.

Shao Yao served a bowl of tofu soup, put it in front of Ding Dou under Shao Zi's eyes, and then put another bowl in front of Xu Zehui.

Shao Zi, "..."

Please, brother, it's not that he has no hands, didn't you see that he lowered his head and couldn't free his hands!

Ding Dou blinked his eyes habitually, with a curious look on his face, and the smell of the table filled his nose. He wasn't greedy at first, but this table food aroused his appetite.

Shao Yao sat beside him, although he didn't say a word, he didn't stop what he should do.

Ding Dou held the spoon Shaoyao handed over, and followed his movements to support the bowl with the other hand. Shaoyao said in a deep voice, "Tofu soup, try it."

The soup is clear and white, thickened with gorgon powder, with a salty taste, and the tofu is smooth and fragrant, not spicy, very smooth, and very fresh.

Ding Dou took a sip, his eyes seemed to light up, he couldn't see it, but he could clearly see the praise on his face.

Xu Zehui and Shao Zi smiled at each other, how about it, the boss's culinary skills are not boasting.

Ding Dou drank half of the bowl in his hand, showing a satisfied expression, and murmured, "Drink well."

Shao Yao lowered his head and put the peeled fish pieces in the small empty bowl. Hearing his murmur, a smile flashed across his eyes.

Xiao Ding couldn't see it, and the three of them didn't quite know how to get Ding Dou to get the food. Shao Yao sat beside him, took a bite of fried eggplant and said, "Open your mouth."

Ding Dou was taken aback, then opened his mouth obediently, and Shao Yao put the eggplant in smoothly.

The eggplant is wrapped in noodles and lightly fried. It is fried with chili and a special ingredient. It is crispy on the outside and slightly sweet. It is very delicious.

Shao Zi glanced at Ding Dou, and consciously opened his mouth, "Ah~~~ I want it too."

Xu Zehui touched the chopsticks, thinking whether he should be fed too.

After Shao Yao picked up a piece of chili and quickly threw it in, Xu Zehui immediately dismissed the idea.

Ding Dou's face was slightly flushed, and the chopsticks in his hand seemed useless, but it was too embarrassing to be fed mouth by mouth like this, and it was still in front of so many people's eyes.

He couldn't see it, but the feeling that fell on him couldn't dissipate.

Itchy, helpless.

"Open your mouth, fish without spines."

Ding Dou opened his mouth to bite the piece of fish, but accidentally bit the chopsticks, he opened his mouth hastily, and Shao Yao's eyes flicked across those light-colored lips.

"Well, Mr. Shao, can I come by myself?"

Ding Dou held his bowl carefully and took a mouthful of white rice.

See, he'll eat it himself.

It would be even better if he would take the time to put the food in his bowl.

However, Shao Yao seemed to be addicted to it. He took a mouthful of spicy fish cubes, a salty fried egg, and shredded sweet and sour yam. He had a calm face, and his movements were serious and sharp, as if he was doing something important and cautious.

Shao Zi poked Xu Zehui with his elbow, and mouthed, "Is it a wife?"

Xu Zehui rolled his eyes, "It's like a pet novel."

That's right, the two people at the table were quiet and comfortable. When the handsome Xiao Shou opened his mouth, the stern Xiao Gong always flashed a smile, and then fed the food into his mouth.

Shao Zi rubbed his chin, pondering, something seemed wrong.

Ding Dou burped a little while eating, and ate a lot unconsciously.

He blushed, and someone stuffed a glass of warm water in his hand.

Shao Yao lowered his head and ate all the leftover food on the table to settle the battlefield.

The big boss didn't speak, and Ding Dou sat nervously at the table, not knowing what to say, for fear that he might accidentally say the wrong thing.

After Shao Zi and Xu Zehui were full, they each shared a sofa, and Lai Yangyang leaned on it. Life was perfect.

"Wash the dishes." Shao Yao's voice sounded behind him.

Xu Zehui immediately covered his waist, and wriggled pitifully at Er Shaozi, his winking eyes fluttering all over the place.

Moaning, Shao Zi pulled up the slippers and quickly cleaned up the dishes and took them into the kitchen.

Ding Dou coughed, well, the meal is over, can he go?

But he dare not say it.

As soon as he said that, the man's aura immediately became hailstoned. Although he couldn't see it, he could feel it.

I'm afraid.

Seeing the two of them coming, Xu Zehui tactfully rolled back to his bedroom.

Shao Yao held his arm and brought him to the edge of the big soft sofa, "Sit down."

Ding Dou sat down obediently, and Shao Yao brought a basin of hot water and took his hand that was shrinking back, "Don't move, your wrist is twisted, take medicine."

Ding Dou's wrist was a little red and swollen, it wasn't twisted, it was because he was tired for more than a month, and the joints hurt badly when he moved them.

Shao Yao squatted in front of him, and seriously applied a hot towel to his injured area.

Ding Dou whispered, "Mr. Shao?"

"Ah."

"You are very kind."

Shao Yao is really good. From the time we met to the present, seeing a doctor, saving people, catching bad guys, taking him in, taking care of him, everything Shao Yao did was indescribable, but everything made Ding Dou feel warm.

It's the feeling of no pity, no discrimination.

And he feels that this kind of goodness is not aimed at him, but as long as he meets and can help, Shao Yao will do it silently.

"No."

"Ok?"

"Different."

Ding Dou was puzzled.

"It's nothing."

"Oh~~"

Ding Dou snickered in his heart, but he was a little talkative, he seemed to be a little bit angry, and a little bit too cold.

Shao Yao poured safflower oil on his hands, rolled up his sleeves, rubbed his rough fingers back and forth on his wrists, the swollen and painful parts of his wrists became hot, and spread through the skin to the bones, hot, Very comfortable.

"Mr. Xu's better go to the hospital for a checkup."

Ding Dou sat on the sofa, and Shao Yao squatted in front of him, rubbing his fingers on his wrist.

It's like being cherished and treated with tenderness.

"Ah."

Ding Dou thought for a while, then said, "Don't sit in the office too often, it's bad for your spine."

Shao Yao continued.

His lumbar spine is fine, it moves like a motor, and it's not blown.

Ding Dou felt his fingers close to his wrist, his face flushed a little, and he stammered, "I don't know how to cook...but I know that there is a family whose fried dumplings are delicious."

"Huh?" Hmm in three tones.

Ding Dou said, "I told you I would invite Mr. Shao to dinner."

But he can't see it, and he doesn't know what more delicious food is there. He only knows what he has tasted, and he doesn't know what to do.

Shao Yao snapped his fingers, "Okay."

He is not picky eater, he will eat anything, and he is very easy to raise.

The important thing is that he can cook.

Ding Dou bent his lips and smiled, that's very good.

The living room fell silent, not even a voice.

Xu Zehui opened the door from the upstairs, revealing his head, which happened to meet Er Shaozi's eyes. He pointed to the downstairs and made a zipper on his mouth.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the ground while leaning on the railing. The room in the middle of the building had a spacious and bright living room on the lower floor. The sofa was big and soft. With the big curtains drawn, the afternoon sunlight poured into the room from the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows.

Xu Zehui's eyes widened.

The handsome young man was lying on his side on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket, showing a peaceful sleeping face.

Shao Zi pouted and raised her eyebrows.

On another single sofa seat, a man in a black shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows was flipping through a stack of economic newspapers.

"really weird."

Xu Zehui nodded, "The atmosphere is a bit weird."

"What are you thinking?"

"Think what you think."

Shao Zi crossed her legs and scratched her chin with her fingers, "I was thinking that there are leftovers in the kitchen, my brother should order noodles at night."

Xu Zehui, "..."

"I want to eat seafood noodles."

Shao Zi paused when he got up, and frowned, "I don't want to eat seafood, I want to eat hot and sour Yangchun noodles!"

The two sneaked back to the bedroom again.

Shao Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the closed door.

He set his eyes on the young man who was frowning slightly on the sofa, his eyes were deep.