You're a cannon fodder

Xia Yang finally got his wish and moved into Fang Zexi's new home, leaving his spacious and bright rooftop villa unused, he insisted on sharing a small house with Fang Zexi in a small house of only thirty square meters.

It was already a snowy day of minus four or five degrees outside, but the small room was so warm that people could sleep peacefully.

Xia Yang changed to a low-key small Buick. Fang Zexi laughed at him and said: "Mr. Xia, if you drive a small car and live in a small house like this, will anyone think that you are going to go bankrupt soon? I decided to ask our bank to review it again." Your assets, consider reducing your lending limit.”

"What if I drive a sports car swaggeringly and someone sees me?" Xia Yang put his arms around him, muffled his voice in his ears, "Bamboo Stick, are you afraid of being seen?"

"Xia Yang..."

"I can understand." Xia Yang rubbed against his neck and said softly, "It's okay, take your time, I'll wait for you."

"Sorry……"

"So, make it up to me. Come on, sit up yourself."

Fang Zexi's complexion suddenly changed, and he turned red from the base of his ears to his cheeks, and he said angrily, "You think so beautifully!"

"Come on, it's not like you haven't sat before."

"Xia Yang!"

December is a very busy month for both Fang Zexi and Xia Yang. Account settlement, year-end meeting, planning for the coming year, and various tasks follow one after another.Xia Yang is sometimes too busy to take care of, and would imagine spending the night directly at the head office as before, but every time he picks up the phone to talk to Fang Zexi, he is always reluctant to procrastinate. Still ended up driving home.

There are very few underground parking spaces in Fang Zexi's community, and they can only park in the parking spaces on the ground.Winter nights are bone-chillingly cold, and the road after getting out of the car is enough to make people feel cold all over.

Fang Zexi usually goes to bed after twelve o'clock. When Xia Yang comes home, he will stand up from the computer, go to the kitchen with his slippers on and pour Xia Yang a cup of hot water, then turn around and go to the entrance. Hugging Xia Yang everywhere and kissing him.

The warmth made Xia Yang warm up quickly.

During the period when they first fell in love, Xia Yang almost thought that Fang Zexi would never be gentle with him, and he was prepared to be tortured and happy for a long time from body to mind. Unexpectedly, after living together, Fang Zexi still showed his thoughtfulness in many details.

Gentleness is not just an appearance, it just depends on the way you get along.Fang Zexi like this made him feel very warm.

However, looking at the clean and tidy room, Xia Yang always felt that something was missing.After thinking hard for several days, I realized that their exquisite kitchen was only used to boil water, and never turned on the fire.

He wanted to sit and eat with Fang Zexi, and chat while eating, so that he would feel more at home.

In the past two years, he has always been alone, eating the exquisite dishes brought by the chef, until he gets bored.

After finally waiting for a free weekend, Xia Yang went to the supermarket to buy a bunch of vegetables.

Fang Zexi was lazily leaning on the bedside to read a book, got up when he heard the sound of the key opening the door, put on his pajamas and went to the kitchen.Seeing that Xia Yang got up early in the morning and went out, he thought he was going to work overtime, but he didn't expect to come back so soon, carrying a bunch of things.

After kissing softly, Xia Yang said: "Bamboo stick, I want to eat the rice you cooked."

Fang Zexi looked at the pile of red, fleshy and green vegetables, his face changed again and again with his eyes, and finally said bitterly: "How do you know that I can cook?"

Xia Yang asked in surprise: "Shouldn't a gentle wife know how to cook?"

Fang Zexi suddenly felt itchy at the root, grabbed Xia Yang and bit him hard on the mouth, and then said: "Sorry, I'm not gentle, I'm not a wife, and I'm not suffering!"

Xia Yang was bitten by him, and his face was full of helplessness. He thought for a while and said, "Why don't I try it, I've seen it before... Well, I've seen the chef's cooking in a hotel, and it doesn't seem too complicated."

"Can that be the same? You don't burn the kitchen down."

"how is this possible."

"Cut your hands carefully."

"what……"

Fang Zexi didn't know what to say, and searched for band-aids all over the room.It is really unacceptable that the second young master of the rich family also learned how to wash his hands and make soup.

Xia Yang stared at the bleeding finger, his face full of embarrassment, he sighed, and said, "I'm so jealous of Xie Jiading."

Fang Zexi was peeling off the band-aid for him, and raised his head in puzzlement when he heard it.They haven't mentioned Ning Le or everything related to Ning Le for a long time. It's not intentional to avoid it. It's just that the two of them are living too sweetly, and they can't get in touch with them. They don't think about it at all.

When Xia Yang mentioned it, Fang Zexi remembered that he hadn't contacted Ning Le for a long time. At that time, he felt cold, and his mind was too confused by Xia Yang's confession. She didn't say much to him indifferently, wondering if Ning Le's heart would always be uncomfortable.He should have opened his mouth. There is no need to make such a fuss about things that he doesn't care about at all.

Xia Yang started the conversation, and didn't know how to take back Fang Zexi's question, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "Ning Le can cook, and it's... pretty delicious."

"Ah, yes, I heard from him. He likes to taste dishes everywhere, and then go back and study on his own." Fang Zezhen showed a jealous and fascinated expression, "He cooked it for you? I know him so well For a long time, I haven’t eaten the food he cooked.”

Xia Yang's face suddenly darkened, he stopped talking, and directly swept everything on the cutting board into the trash can.

He was also afraid that Fang Zexi thought he liked boys who could cook and had a good impression of Ning Le, and he was afraid that Fang Zexi would be jealous and unhappy, thinking that he regretted it, but he didn't expect that Fang Zexi's jealousy was completely different from what he thought Same!

He had forgotten that he confessed his love to Fang Zexi when he was broken in love, and the two suddenly turned from so-called rivals to lovers, but, at that time, did he take advantage of the situation?

Become the person he needs when the other person needs it most.

He remembered that on Ning Le's birthday, Bamboo Stick had told Ning Le that I love you in front of the public, but he kept it secret and never said a word of liking to himself.

Bamboo sticks... Do you still like Ningle?

Does he still have a place for Ning Le in his heart, even if he is deceived and hurt like this, he still remembers his cuteness and his goodness, and is willing to continue to protect him tenderly.

Xia Yang felt that he was the one who was about to be burned by the burning jealousy.

Fang Zexi watched his movements, pressed his hand quickly, and said, "I'll clean it up, be careful, don't get water on the wound."

"Bamboo stick..." Xia Yang turned around and hugged him.

"What's wrong with you today? The mood is not right."

"I've never loved anyone as much as I love you."

Fang Zexi laughed, kissed him on the lips, pinched his buttocks, and said, "I know, otherwise why would you accept it from me?"

"Bamboo stick..."

"What's wrong? Did you want it? Huh?" Fang Zexi carefully put the knife away, then pushed Xia Yang down on the sink, "Little chef, let me love you."

Xia Yang couldn't laugh or cry, his bamboo stick actually liked to play role-playing so much.

He put his arms around Fang Zexi's waist and said, "You should be on top."

"Huh? So active today?"

"I mean," Xia Yang turned around and hugged Fang Zexi onto the kitchen counter forcefully, and said with an evil smile, "Sit on it."

"Xia Yang!"

"Fang Zexi, I like you...I like you..."

"Xia...Xia Yang..."

Fang Zexi looked at the pile of ingredients in the refrigerator and was very troubled. The elders told him that it was shameful to waste food, but he really didn't know what to do with it.

After searching the Internet for a long time, all kinds of methods are difficult. Only steaming and stewing are acceptable, but a bunch of strange ingredients are always used.

After thinking for a long time, Fang Zexi called his mother. The old man was very pleased to hear that he was going to learn how to cook, but he kept nagging for a long time, asking him when he would find a girlfriend and when he would go home. In the end, he said that he didn't have the talent to learn how to cook, and told him to find a girl who could cook. He also said that most girls in big cities were unreliable, so why not go home and introduce him to a local one during the Chinese New Year.

By the time Fang Zexi hung up the phone, he had already forgotten all the steps she had said before.

He leaned on the kitchen counter and let out a long sigh, and finally found out the number to send a text message to Ning Le.

Not long after, Ning Le came back with a bunch of exclamation marks and a long line of sorry.

Fang Zexi's face was full of black lines, and he replied: "I asked you how to do fish, do you mean that you can't do it, so you are sorry?"

Ning Le called quickly, Fang Zexi found a headset and accepted the voice command.

In the end, Ning Le asked him, where is the onion, ginger and garlic?

Fang Zexi was speechless for a moment, Xia Yang is just like himself, he can't even buy vegetables.Two No. [-]s with zero cooking skills are together, and they can only starve to death besides eating fast food, right?

Fang Zexi said, "I'm going out to buy some, what condiments do I need?"

Ning Le explained it in detail, and then asked, "Why did you suddenly think of cooking?"

Fang Zexi thought for a while, then smiled lightly, and said, "Xia Yang said he wanted to eat my cooking."

"What?!!!" The other side was so surprised that he dropped the phone with a bang.

Fang Zexi hung up the phone, and suddenly understood Xia Yang's mood. It was really great to be able to show people the feeling of their relationship.It was so good that it seemed that the entire chest was overflowing with a warm current, steaming with a never-before-seen sense of satisfaction and happiness.

It's just that Fang Zexi spent a long time buying things, almost burning the kitchen down, because it is said that a child is better than a mother. In the end, he could only secretly throw it out and wash it, and continue to go out to eat fast food.

In the next few days, he practiced cooking hard after get off work, and his communication with Ning Le gradually increased.

Ning Le cautiously inquired about their offensive attributes, Fang Zexi smiled and said, "I'll cook for him, what do you think?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Ning Le bluffed for a while, then said calmly, "I still don't know. I also cook for the teacher!"

"Then, let me be like you."

"How can it be swollen! How can the peach blossom be swollen!"

Fang Zeyan thought, nothing is impossible, but...

"What did you just say mean that you are Gong?" Fang Zexi felt that this news was difficult for him to digest.

"Yeah, I'm 1, pure, I've been telling you all the time, you can't help it if you don't believe me!"

"Then you were at Xia Yang's house that time..."

"Well? Do you know what happened that morning? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I won't be able to hold my head up for the rest of my life!"

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Fang Zexi was extremely depressed, how come he likes and likes and likes and likes and likes and likes and likes and likes and likes and likes and likes and likes, what he likes and likes is always 1, could it be that he really has the temperament of being shou, and his eyes are only on Gong?

After several days of practice, Fang Zexi's cooking skills have finally improved. He had nothing to do on the weekend, so he cooked a few simple dishes.

Xia Yang came home from overtime work, always felt that something was different, looked around only to find that Fang Zexi was cooking in the kitchen, the range hood was whistling, and a slight aroma was wafting in the room.

"Bamboo sticks?"

"I'm busy, you pour the water yourself, and I'll give you a taste of my craft later."

"Bamboo stick..." Xia Yang put his arms around Fang Zexi's waist and buried his head on his shoulder.

Fang Zexi struggled hastily: "Go away, go away, I'm not yet proficient in skills, and I'll get burnt later."

Xia Yang kissed him next to his ear, and happily hummed a song to drink water.When pouring the boiling water, Fang Zexi's phone beside him lit up, and the letter was from Ning Le.

Are they still in touch?

Xia Yang frowned, feeling very uncomfortable.

Fang Zexi's food was not delicious, but Xia Yang still praised him for eating it all. After he was full and warm, he pressed Fang Zexi on the sofa.

Fang Zexi raised his head to pant, feeling that the emotion in Xia Yang's eyes was not quite right.

He stroked Xia Yang's hair and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

"You still have contact with Ning Le."

"Huh? Huh." Fang Zexi was a little baffled by his nonsensical words. After thinking for a long time, he finally understood something. He couldn't help laughing, "Aren't you? Are you jealous of him?"

"Bamboo stick, do you still like him?"

"Xia Yang, you are really... You are tall, handsome and rich anyway, can you be more confident?" Fang Zexi couldn't laugh or cry, "I just asked him to learn how to cook, and I also commanded by remote control, and I didn't even see each other. Okay. Even if you are not confident, you still have to trust me, I am not willing to lie down and accept anyone, no, I am not willing to be attacked by anyone."

Fang Zexi slandered in his heart: I am not you, if you need it, you can go to NP and pick anyone who is not emotional.

Xia Yang was still dissatisfied, and asked, "Then who do you like?"

"You."

"who do you like?"

Fang Zexi chuckled, turned over and pushed Xia Yang down, looked at him and said seriously: "I like you."

"Bamboo stick..." Xia Yang pressed his head and kissed him, and then said, "Do you want to fuck me?"

Fang Zexi was a little surprised, and immediately nodded after being slightly stunned. In his impression, Xia Yang had never been so proactive.

"Come on," Xia Yang patted his thigh, "come up and sit."

"Xia Yang!!!"

The author has something to say: I have been swollen for the past two days, role-playing husband and wife farming life from a porter to a little chef...

I was not in a good mood today. At noon, my son broke the computer, beat him a few times, and then cried for a while.The husband silently took his son away...

Then I had to use the broken computer that my husband discarded. I was not used to typing, and the input method I downloaded was clearly logged in, but there was no vocabulary for memorization. It was so depressing.

After writing for an afternoon, I just finished coding this chapter. As I coded, I found that I gradually became happier and laughed.Then I couldn't help but want to cry again.I have always liked to write articles. Although I have neglected many other things, I sometimes feel that filling holes is my spiritual pillar.If the hole is over, I just didn't open a new one, and one of them jumped out of depression with a bang, "Hello!"

I broke my promise again, I said I would never see Ning Le again... And I promised to write content for the Internet, but I accidentally wrote so many ORZs on the subject of cooking, and I really started to enter the life of husband and wife Is it time?Come out come out come out!

So it's better to do online distribution tomorrow... Tomorrow must be online distribution!Then the husband and wife will chop their hands!

No, my computer is broken ahhhhh! QAQ If I can’t fix it at night, what should I use to write it... My husband’s laptop keyboard is broken, or the external one has to sit on the desk, and it still makes a bang when I type it QAQ, why am I swollen while coaxing the baby and typing...

Everyone, please wish my computer to be repaired quickly, and it is best to get it back after dinner... Otherwise, I will stop updating it!

Why does "sit up" appear three times in this chapter?What's going on……