God doesn't need to hang up

Wang Chen took Wang Chenchen to the lake, hung up the phone to fish, then pushed away the chair and slipped out of the room.Outside, in the quiet and spacious living room, only a floor lamp was turned on. The orange light enveloped the whole room, showing a hint of warmth. Cheng Haoyang's door was closed. Wang Chen stood there and watched for a while. into the kitchen.

Quietly turning on the small light in the kitchen, Wang Chen rummaged through boxes and cabinets under the dim light. There was nothing he could do. Cheng Haoyang was fine with everything, but he had zero acceptance of instant noodles. Criticism, over time, Wang Chen had no choice but to eat it secretly, which was also hard work.

Most of the things bought at home are placed by Cheng Haoyang, especially instant noodles and cola. Wang Chen squatted on the ground and half of his body got into the cabinet. Behind a few packs of dried seaweed, I saw what he was thinking about!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!Wang Chen was laughing wildly in his heart. He stretched out his hand to hook the instant noodles in his hand. It may be that extreme joy turned into sadness. Just when he was about to get out of the cabinet, there was a loud bang, and his head hit the top of the cabinet hard.

Damn, Wang Chen wrinkled his face into a ball in pain, stiffened his body, and backed out cautiously.

The kitchen is far away from Cheng Haoyang's room, and it seems that the noise did not disturb Cheng Haoyang. Wang Chen relieved himself and happily went to find the kettle. When he was proudly filling the water, suddenly, with a snap, the fluorescent lamp in the kitchen turned on. When he got up, Wang Chen froze for a moment, he raised his head in horror, Cheng Haoyang happened to be leaning against the kitchen door with his arms folded, and asked calmly, "What are you doing?"

"Hehehehe..." Wang Chen smiled weakly, and replied cautiously, "I'm hungry."

"I thought there were mice," Cheng Haoyang walked into the kitchen, glanced at the instant noodles Wang Chen put on the table, smiled kindly, and said, "I'm hungry too."

Wang Chen, who was cowardly like a rat crossing the street just now, regained his spirits and said proudly, "I'll cook a bag for you too!"

Cheng Haoyang passed Wang Chen directly, walked to the refrigerator, and flatly refused: "No, I'll cook mine, you eat yours."

Wang Chen looked at his posture, put the kettle in his hand on the table, and asked him curiously, "What do you want to cook?"

"Food other than instant noodles." Cheng Haoyang replied without turning his head.

Who wants to eat instant noodles when there are delicious ones!Wang Chen's eyes lit up when he heard that, "Can I join you?"

Cheng Haoyang took out onion, ginger and a few coriander sticks from the fresh-keeping layer, and thought that Wang Chen didn't like the smell of coriander, so he put the coriander in again. When he was about to turn around, he found that Wang Chen had rubbed against him, so he couldn't help but smile, "Okay , I want to cook fish porridge, do you want it?"

Wang Chen nodded hurriedly, threw the instant noodles back into the cabinet, destroyed the corpse, then rolled up his sleeves and followed Cheng Haoyang, asking, "Is there anything I can do?"

"Wash the onion and ginger, the ginger needs to be peeled, take the second knife from the left, don't cut it with your hands." Cheng Haoyang ordered.

Wang Chen nodded, reached out and took the knife designated by Cheng Haoyang, and as soon as he lowered his head, he was about to do it.

Cheng Haoyang glanced at him, couldn't help frowning, walked behind him, and said, "You will cut your hand if you hold it like this." Then, he stretched out his hand and pushed Wang Chen's left thumb holding Jiang in, putting him The right hand holding the knife adjusted, and said softly: "This way it's not easy to cut your hand."

Wang Chen nodded obediently, and after peeling off a piece of skin, he elbowed Cheng Haoyang and said, "I know how to do it, hurry up and wash the rice."

Cheng Haoyang let out a "hmm", turned and left, washed the rice and put it in the pot. The fish was left over from buying too much at night, and it was cleaned up long ago.

He rinsed the fish with water slowly, then put it on the cutting board, and began to slice the fish. With his clean movements and broad shoulders, he looked like a good man at home, but unfortunately no one appreciated it here.

Wang Chen kept his head down and carefully cut ginger and spring onion into shreds. When he finished the job, Cheng Haoyang also cut the fish into thin and even sashimi. "Hand over the shredded ginger."

Wang Chen quickly handed over chopped green onion and shredded ginger, and Cheng Haoyang poured shredded ginger on the fish fillet, added some salt and pepper, and marinated it.

When the porridge is almost rolled, sprinkle the fish fillets and scallions in it, and finally add some salt to taste, and the fish fillet porridge is done.The hot air rose densely, arousing the glutton in Wang Chen's stomach that had been screaming for a long time.

One bowl per person, sit at the dining table and enjoy your supper.

"I really don't understand why you like instant noodles so much?" Cheng Haoyang said.

"Instant noodles are the standard for homeboys in China. You think everyone knows how to cook like you." Wang Chen replied disdainfully.

Cheng Haoyang glanced at him, "Is cooking difficult?"

"It's difficult." Wang Chen answered sonorously, and then he answered: "Anyway, I will find a girlfriend who can cook in the future!"

"That's all you want." Cheng Haoyang joked.

"Hey!" Wang Chen thought about his beautiful years in his 20s, and he could barely entrust his first love and first kiss. He sighed and said casually, "If I can meet the requirement of being able to cook, I won't pick it."

Cheng Haoyang raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, but didn't speak.

Wang Chen suddenly felt moved, remembering the plan that Zhang Xiaochuan told him in the game, he couldn't help gossiping, and asked Cheng Haoyang, "Do you really have no feelings for Zhang Xiaochuan?"

Cheng Haoyang narrowed his eyes and said, "Zhang Xiaochuan and I just met each other through play. Why are you so entangled in our relationship?"

Wang Chen's heart trembled, and he suddenly realized that he was Wang Chen at this moment, not Wang Chenchen, and he didn't know Zhang Xiaochuan's pursuit of Cheng Haoyang in the game. It was really weird to ask people like this.

"Uh, she just said in class yesterday that she took it off. I wonder if it's you?"

Cheng Haoyang frowned slightly, "Didn't you just be there at the last party? Why did you think of me? Could it be that Zhang Xiaochuan gave you some hints?"

Wang Chen categorically denied it, but felt that the more he ate the fish porridge, the more he sweated. He was so busy: "Xu Tian said that Zhang Xiaochuan was chasing you in the game, so I guessed it."

Cheng Haoyang understood, and thoughtfully said: "Oh, it turned out to be Xu Tian."

Wang Chen couldn't help feeling apologetic to Xu Tian when he saw the presence of the old god Cheng Haoyang, and hurriedly asked, "It's just gossip, you won't be so narrow-minded that you want to take revenge on him, right?"

"Since there are conditions to punish him openly, why don't I use it?" Cheng Haoyang said, "I am the leader of the gang, and my rights should be used. Don't worry, I will not leak anything."

Wang Chen swallowed hard and said, "You are not the kind of person who would take revenge on others in private."

"Visible revenge is called revenge, invisible revenge is just guidance." Cheng Haoyang finished his porridge, put the bowl away, and said, "You wash the dishes."

Wang Chen looked at the back of Cheng Haoyang's leaving, and deeply felt that he should go to hell if he confessed that Wang Chenchen was his business!Protect life, avoid small shoes, without delay, without delay.