Routine rollover guide

These few words alone caused Gu Shijuan to be silent. In just a few seconds, the young master seriously reflected on why he pretended to be such a coward. Isn't this a big knife in front of Guan Gong?

"I can try to do it." Gu Shijuan put the knife on the chopping board and forced his respect.

Cen You looked at him very seriously, blinked and asked: "So senior, you promised to learn how to cook when you came to my house last time, did you really learn it?"

This is of course gone.

He has a lot going on every day.

Gu Shijuan pursed his lips and looked at Cen You calmly.

Seeing his reaction, Cen You understood.He raised his head and pointed to the ingredients on the chopping board, and smiled helplessly: "Why don't I do it."

After finishing speaking, Cen You walked to the chopping board, stretched out his hand and gently pushed Gu Shijuan's waist, and drove him away in a slow voice: "Go to the living room and wait."

Gu Shijuan didn't move, grabbed Cen You's wrist with his backhand, lowered his eyes and said slowly: "I want to cook with you, you teach me—"

The sound of the last word is elongated, it sounds like coquettish, a bit rascal.

Cen You turned to look at him, with some disbelief in his eyes: "Do you really want to learn?"

"Hmm..." Gu Shijuan let go of his hand, picked up the mushrooms and the knife on the chopping board, and raised his eyelashes, "Where should I start? How should I cut it?"

Cen You reached out to take the shiitake mushrooms in his hand, and said solemnly: "Soak in water before cutting, you forgot, I just said that." Then he took a small pot from the side, put the shiitake mushrooms put it in.

Gu Shijuan didn't say anything, but listened attentively to what he was saying, and finally raised the corners of his mouth lazily, evoked a smile, and said softly, "Yes, Teacher Xiao Cen—" He licked his lower lip and stared at Cen intently. especially.

Being stared at so directly, Cen You's face turned red, and he put his hands between the two of them embarrassedly: "Don't look at me, look at the dishes."

"No, go and peel off the washed potatoes, I'll teach you how to cut them." Cen You handed him two potatoes, searched again, found a paring knife and handed it to him.

Gu Shijuan took them obediently, walked to the trash can and slowly started peeling potatoes.

He was not proficient in using a skin scraper, Gu Shijuan suddenly smiled, feeling a little miraculous, never thought that one day he would do these things himself.

Cen You, who was behind him, had already processed the chicken. He washed off the soy sauce on his hands and started cutting mushrooms. While cutting, a bowl came across from the side, and there were two peeled potatoes in it.

Gu Shijuan had an expression of "I'm very good", and lazily shook the rim of the bowl with his slender hands: "It's finished, what should I do next? Cooking?"

Cen You completely ignored his expression begging for praise, smiled at him, and pointed to the faucet: "Wash the potatoes again, and then I will teach you how to cut them."

Hearing the words "washing potatoes", Gu Shijuan froze for a moment, with two words revealed between his brows and eyes - that's it?Nevertheless, he obediently walked to the pool.

"It's finished." Gu Shijuan shook off the water twice, and put the two potatoes on the chopping board.

Cen You took another smaller cutting board from the side and put it beside the cutting board. The counter in the kitchen is big enough for two people to stand side by side.

"Here, watch me cut it first." Cen You carefully handed him a knife, picked up the other by himself, and gently pressed the potato with his left hand.

Gu Shijuan stood aside, folded his arms and stared intently at Cen You. At first, his gaze was still on the potato, but when Cen You opened his mouth, he just stared at his lips, like two cherry blossoms in spring, with a faint pink.

"Do you understand?" Cen You put down the knife and leaned forward to ask him.

Gu Shijuan regained his composure, pursed his lips and said, "Got it."

Cen You hesitated for a moment, then picked up the knife and sighed, "Then you should try it, and I'll finish cutting it up. You don't need to cut it too nicely, anyway, it's just the two of us eating, don't care too much about the appearance."

"Hmm..." I don't know where this sentence touched Gu Shijuan, he closed his eyelashes, pulled up the corners of his lips, picked up the knife in response, and stood in front of the cutting board to imitate it.

There was a slight and rapid sound of chopping vegetables in his ear, Gu Shijuan casually chopped twice, and couldn't help but look out of the corner of his eye.

Cen You quickly finished cutting the potatoes, and turned on the gas switch to boil the water. He moved methodically, turning around in the kitchen like a small spinning top, adding fireworks to the cold room.

When he was serious, he lost that sense of ignorance, and only seriousness remained.

Gu Shijuan watched silently, and with an unconscious movement in his hand, the tip of his left finger suddenly ached, and a clear electric current of pain was transmitted, and bright red blood dripped from his left index finger.

"Senior, you, your hand!" Cen You glanced at him and shouted a little startled.He pointed to Gu Shijuan's bleeding fingertips.

Gu Shijuan was turning sideways, and when he looked down, he realized that there was a wound on the pulp of his index finger, and blood was oozing out.

Cen You hurriedly stepped forward, leaned over and gently grabbed his wrist, and said softly: "It's not serious, the bleeding will stop in a while, I'll wash it for you, and then disinfect it. Do you have povidone iodine at home?"

"No..." Gu Shijuan looked down at him and shook his head.

Cen You took his hand, washed it carefully with water, and said softly: "Then I'll go to my house to get some povidone iodine, these things should always be kept at home... Oh, I forgot, don't you Too much cooking."

Gu Shijuan just let him hold his hand like this, listening to him babbling like a big obedient dog.

"Does it hurt?" Cen You didn't hear Gu Shijuan's voice for a long time, reached out to turn off the faucet, and asked him back.

With just such a sentence, Gu Shijuan suddenly didn't know how to answer it.Since he was 14 years old, the only thing left to him is the flight information of his nanny and his parents. Sometimes no matter how painful he is, the only response is a Band-Aid from the nanny.

It's been a long, long time since he heard someone ask him "does it hurt?"

As soon as the water flowed, the pain from the wound slowly came up again. Gu Shijuan frowned slightly, his long eyelashes trembled twice, and his voice was a little hoarse: "It hurts..."

"It hurts."

Cen You squeezed his wrist, raised his head in doubt and muttered: "Does it really hurt?" After all, the wound is only a little bit.

Gu Shijuan nodded solemnly: "It hurts..."

"Okay then, sit in the living room for a while, and I'll get you iodophor." Cen You sighed, helped Gu Shijuan to the sofa in the living room and sat down, then ran out to get the medicine by himself.

As soon as Cen You left, Gu Shijuan's cell phone rang, and it was Jiang Lan.

"Tired! Are you coming out to play today?!" There was a loud music sound coming from Jiang Lan's side.

Gu Shijuan looked at the thin wound on his fingertips over and over again, and replied him expressionlessly: "No..."

"Why, tired! Why!!" Jiang Lan yelled.

Gu Shijuan said indifferently: "Because I made a small cut on my finger, Baidu told me that I may be terminally ill, and I am preparing to be buried in the ground."

There was no ups and downs in tone.

The other side was stunned for two seconds, Jiang Lan still pretended to be stupid and said in surprise: "Really, Ah Juan? I don't believe it."

"Do you need to contact the crematorium for you?"

With a creak, the door opened again. Cen You held gauze and a box of Band-Aids in his hand, and a bottle of iodophor and a bottle of alcohol in his arms.

He walked over, bent down to put the things in a small basket, and asked with some doubts: "Senior, I just heard about the crematorium? What's the matter?"

Gu Shijuan hung up the phone without changing his expression, and smiled calmly: "It's okay, it's just that your senior Jiang Lan knew that I was injured, and couldn't wait to contact me with a crematorium."

"Ah?" Cen You licked his lips, scratched his hair, and said tactfully, "It's not serious enough to die..."

Gu Shijuan slightly raised the corners of his lips, and responded with a light smile: "Well, he just has no common sense, so I'll tell him later."

"Then let me treat the wound for you." Cen You said, gently opened the cap of the iodophor bottle, picked up a cotton swab, "raise your hand."

Gu Shijuan obediently raised his hand in front of him, watching in silence as Cen Youzai carefully applied iodophor to him, the little one's furry head drooped slightly, looking easy to touch.

"By the way senior, is the rent expensive for you to move here?" Cen You was genuinely worried about him.

Gu Shijuan froze for a moment, of course he wouldn't say that he actually bought this room.

"It's not expensive. The original owner is a good man, so he was in a hurry and rented it to me cheaply." Gu Shijuan simply closed his eyes and said nonsense.

"That's it." Cen You didn't want to pursue too much, and replied slowly.

After being quiet for a while, Cen You threw the brown cotton swab into the trash can, raised his head and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?" Just watching it, Cen You guessed that Gu Shijuan should be afraid of pain .

Gu Shijuan's eyes were deep, and he shook his head slightly: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Cen You rolled his eyes and smiled, and took out the gauze to help him continue to bandage: "I'll cook for a while, and it will be fine soon. Cooking is not something you can learn so quickly, so take your time."

"Okay..." Cen You patted the back of his hand and stood up, "I'm going to cook."

Gu Shijuan withdrew his hand, looked at the well-bandaged fingers, and gradually smiled, with unconscious tenderness in his eyes.

It seems that something is slowly starting to change.

After eating, Cen You said he was going home, and told his wound not to touch the water.

Gu Shijuan did not force him to stay this time, anyway, he has already moved to the opposite side, and the future will be long.

The second is - after closing the door, Gu Shijuan immediately picked up the phone and dialed Chi Huan's number.

"Hello?" The other party seemed to have just woken up, with a hoarse voice.

Gu Shijuan walked to the living room, and then slowly said: "Do you have any dating places that can enhance your relationship?"

"Isn't it? Young master, you don't know that either." Chi Huan laughed out loud and suddenly regained his energy.

Gu Shijuan sneered, "None of your business."

But he really didn't know that the only places he went to the most were bars and various drag racing venues, but none of these places seemed suitable for enhancing relationships.

The other party said leisurely again: "Let's do what you like, what do elementary school students like?"

Gu Shijuan fell silent, he didn't know this either.

Chi Huan taunted him mercilessly: "You don't know about this? Then you're chasing after me! I'm really speechless."

"Then what should we do?" Gu Shijuan suppressed the urge to scold him and humbly asked for advice.

"Look for it, look at his circle of friends, social network, you can always find some clues, and I don't need to teach you the rest, right?"

Chi Huan sighed, "You are a fucking good brother, you only know to come to consult me ​​about these things, why don't you say to increase your relationship with me?"

Gu Shijuan raised his eyebrows, and replied blankly: "Then I will increase our relationship with you, are you planning to fall in love with me?"

The other party was silent for two seconds, and threw a word in disgust: "Get lost!"

The author has something to say: Xiao Gu who has suffered a little injury: I am so weak...

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 was trapped;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 2 for Happy Time; 1 for Pickup Pig;

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