Chuanshu: I want to get divorced every day

Ms. Mu Qing's [-]-square-meter hut was rarely so crowded. Ye Linghan's home visits brought more exaggerated things than Song Wang's. They neatly filled half of the living room, like a low wall. Between the kitchen and the living room.

The "low wall" made up of small boxes contains everything. The radishes and potatoes were picked by Ye Linghan and Song Wang at the vegetable market last night. The lobster and ribs were prepared by Ye Linghan before, just this morning. Delivered, still fresh.There are also imported small cakes and handmade chocolates prepared by Ye Linghan, as well as fruits such as cherries that Song Wang picked out yesterday.

In addition to food, there are also large and small boxes brought by the nightclub, even Song Wang doesn't know what's inside.

In previous years, Song Wang usually served a plate of dumplings on New Year's Eve by himself, and then watched the Spring Festival Gala to spend.There is nothing to prepare the day before, and there is nothing to visit the day after.

After coming here, he became inexplicably busy, shopping and preparing New Year's Eve dinner. Song Wang felt the joy of childhood, which was strange and joyful in the distant memory.

"Bao'er, I'll clean it up here, and you go out to accompany the nightclub." Mu Qing snatched half of the leeks from Song Wang's hand and said in a low voice.

Song Wang turned his head to look at Ye Linghan who was on the sofa. The man sat on the sofa with his back stretched straight, as if feeling something, he looked in Song Wang's direction.

Meeting Ye Linghan's gaze, Song Wang frowned and smiled at him.For some reason, he felt that Ye Linghan seemed a bit reserved with Mu Qing.

Song Wang turned around and said, dumbfounded: "There are so many things, when will one person get them?"

He took a small aluminum basin, carrying a bag of potatoes and beans, and found a compromise: "Then I'll get it in the living room, pack it up and bring it in for you."

Mu Qing patted him with a smile and said, "Okay, be careful not to hurt your hands."

Probably the original owner was not a work owner before, Mu Qing always felt that he was now a tenth-level handicap.Song Wang nodded, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and went to the living room to look for Ye Linghan with the matter.

Song Wang was sitting next to Ye Linghan peeling potatoes. They looked like they were watching TV, but they secretly glanced at Song Wang from time to time.Take a quick glance.Song Wang saw all his little moves from the corner of his eye, and it was a little funny.

When Ye Linghan looked over again, Song Wang picked a relatively round potato from the bag and asked him with a smile, "Do you want to try it?"

"What?" Ye Linghan asked without any panic when he was caught peeping.

Song Wang shook the peeler and potatoes in his hand at him, and said, "Peel potatoes."

Ye Linghan pursed his thin lips and nodded slightly: "Yes."

After taking what Song Wangti gave him, Ye Linghan held the peeler and gestured on the potatoes very seriously, not knowing where to start.

The same thing in Song Wang's hands is smooth and smooth, and a whole potato can be peeled in the blink of an eye.In Ye Linghan's hands, it became extremely clumsy.

Song Wang watched the man staring at the potato, holding his breath, as if he was doing a chemical experiment, hesitating and not sure where to cut the knife.

Song Wang approached with a smile, knelt down beside the man, stretched out his hand to cover the man's hand holding the potato and the peeler, and said, "Come on, let me teach you."

Although Song Wang's ten fingers were long and fair, with well-defined joints, they were obviously one size smaller than Ye Linghan's hand. It was a bit difficult to hold Ye Linghan's hand, so he could only adjust his posture, and his whole body was about to be attached to Ye Linghan's body.

"That's it. Relax and follow my movements." Song Wang lowered his head and guided Ye Linghan's movements without distraction, teaching him how to peel potatoes.

But Ye Linghan's thoughts are not all on potatoes anymore, the young man is too close, Ye Linghan can even smell the quiet fragrance of shower gel on his body, it smells sweet, soft and silky, very appetizing .

Ye Linghan's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes darkened.The hand holding the peeler couldn't help but exert force.

"Relax." Song Wang clearly felt the tension in Ye Linghan's muscles, and said as he squeezed his hand.

Ye Linghan was taken aback by the young man's slightly presumptuous actions, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Is this a new way he came up with to seduce people?

After marriage, Song Wang lost that annoying energy, and became more and more pleasing to the eye.In the beginning, it was proved that Ye Linghan was just rushing to make things difficult for Lin Fengmian, and his mother was urging him to get married, so he simply took him home.

To be honest, Ye Linghan didn't like him, not only didn't like him, he was even a little bored, if he wasn't Lin Fengmian's childhood friend, he couldn't have tolerated him for so long.

Only later...

Ye Linghan was full of thoughts, watching the young man stare affectionately at the potato in his hand with lowered eyebrows.

Very well behaved.

If he's always been so good, it's not...not possible to make a living.

Song Wang didn't know that Ye Linghan's mind was full of thoughts, and he had already turned from the straight road of "peeling potatoes" to the Pacific Ocean. After finally peeling a potato, Song Wang let go of his hand, withdrew his body, and asked, "Why?" Like? Nightclub, are you meeting?"

The warmth on the back of the hand suddenly left, and it was still a little chilly for a moment.

Ye Linghan's fingers curled up, picked and picked a potato from the plastic bag, held another potato in his hand, and said, "Not yet. Let's do it again."

ha?Song Wang tilted his head in doubt, this is not in line with the CEO's personality that can be gifted as soon as he learns it.

But the nightclub said that he hadn't learned it yet, so Master Song had to continue teaching with all his heart.

Master Song, who was busy with his head down, didn't see the cunning that flashed in Ye Linghan's eyes.

When peeling the third potato, Ye Linghan finally nodded, indicating that he had mastered the use of the paring knife.Song Wang clapped his hands, brought the peeled potatoes to the kitchen, and then brought out two carrots: "Would you like to try carrots?"

Ye Linghan took it over confidently: "No problem."

Song Wang really believed Ye Linghan's nonsense at the time, so he handed him the carrot with confidence, and then went to the side to choose the beans with peace of mind. Three minutes later, Ye Linghan handed him a piece of finger length and thickness, as if to claim credit Said: "It's cut."

Ok? !

What is this subsection.

Song Wang took it, dumbfounded in disbelief.

What about his big, long, and thick carrot?Why is there only a piece of carrot core left in his whole carrot?

"No, Yeclub." Song Wang put down the pitiful little piece of carrot, and said with a smothered smile, "Well, the paring knife is good, but the carrot doesn't need to be peeled off so much, just peel off the outermost layer." good."

Ye Linghan was a little embarrassed: "Is...is that so?"

Next, with Ye Linghan's stumbling "help", Song Wang finally processed all the ingredients to be used, throwing away a carrot, a bamboo shoot and an over-peeled onion that were scrapped by the nightclub Overall, it's going well.

In the afternoon, the aunt next door came to give away a special product from his hometown, and Song Wang gave a fruit basket in return.Also, the little girl downstairs sent a pack of fried cakes made by herself. It is said that her roommate in the university taught her to make them.Mu Qing looked quite familiar with the girl, and smiled and let her go back with a pot of lo mei made by herself.

"You." After the little girl left, Mu Qing nodded Song Wang's forehead and said, "You didn't say hello when the little cousin of the Lin family came, obviously she had a good time a few years ago."

Song Wang smirked and walked away, but fortunately Mu Qing was busy with the kitchen and didn't care too much.

The Lin family...the little cousin of the Lin family...

I go!Isn't that Lin Fengmian's cousin?

So Lin Fengmian is celebrating the New Year downstairs at his house!Song Wang subconsciously turned his head to look at Ye Linghan who was sitting on the sofa. The man didn't know anything, so when he saw Song Wang looking at him, he waved for someone to come over.

Song Wang sighed and walked over with one hand on his forehead.

My God, luckily I didn't meet him, otherwise it must be some kind of Shura field.

Mu Qing set up a large table of dishes, which would definitely not be enough for the three of them, but if there were not a few dishes left over for the New Year's Eve dinner, it would be unreasonable.

Three people gathered around the table, and the Spring Festival Gala was broadcast on TV. The fireworks here should not be banned yet, and it was very lively outside. From time to time, a second kicker would rush into the sky with a "swish", shaking the sky. ring.

Song Wang helped serve the rice, and just as he sat down and picked up his chopsticks, he saw Ye Linghan pick up a piece of braised pork with his serving chopsticks and put it in his bowl.

Eh?Song Wang stared blankly with the chopsticks, not knowing whether to eat or not. Mu Qing watched the interaction between the two with a smile, looking very satisfied.

Song Wang shivered and stuffed the meat and rice into his mouth: "Thank you, thank you Yeclub?"

Mu Qing's stewed beef brisket with tomatoes was soft, rotten and delicious. She tasted it herself and thought it was not bad, so she took a piece of beef brisket and put it in Song Wang's bowl: "No."

Not to be outdone, Ye Linghan took a piece of Coke chicken wings.Mu Qing added another chopsticks fried potato chips.Ye Linghan was ordering a piece of golden soup fish fillet.Mu Qing came with a spoonful of egg custard...

Song Wang was able to put down the bowls and chopsticks when he was [-]% full after two people fed a meal, but he was [-]% full after eating.At the end, Mu Qing asked, "Do you want Bao'er to have another bowl of rice?"

Song Wang quickly waved his hands: "I'm full, I'm full."

After the meal, Song Wang wanted to help clean up, but was driven out of the kitchen by Mu Qing again: "Go to the nightclub for a walk to refresh yourself, there are fireworks I bought at the door, you two take them and set them off, wear more Be safe."

Song Wang turned around and found that Ye Linghan was already dressed and waiting for him at the door. For a moment Song Wang suspected that the two of them had colluded.

"Going out?" Ye Linghan looked at him and asked.

"go."

Song Wang touched the tip of his nose and thought, you are all dressed, can I still say no?

He put on his cotton coat and put on his shoes and was about to go out. He was pulled back by Ye Linghan as soon as he touched the doorknob. When his neck felt hot, it was a scarf, exactly the same as the one Ye Linghan wore.