When I came out I picked up a nemesis

In the comments on Weibo, there was an extra layer of picturesque style quietly added.

"I want to slide on Mr. Han's tall nose."

"I want to jump on the trampoline on Mr. Han's soft lips."

"I want to play hide-and-seek in Boss Han's suit collar."

……

After two days, someone finally discovered Xie Ruiyan's coquettish operation and was the first to reply to this bunch of comments.

"Is this president still a person? It's like a large playground .”

Mr. Xie opened with joy, but withdrew disappointedly, puffing up his cheeks silently.

Someone later quarreled with this "embarrassing" comment, and the number of replies increased to dozens. Xie Ruiyan ignored the subsequent replies and switched back to the hot search page to see what new things worth paying attention to recently.

Regarding Xie Ruiyan's "16P" incident, the heat has subsided, and many of the list are interesting jokes, focusing on the interaction and knowing smiles of the whole people.

While browsing Weibo, human beings’ desire to share is also unprecedentedly high; as much as you don’t want the person you are chasing to know what you are writing, you want to read to the other party what funny things you just saw others post.

Xie Ruiyan swiped to the seventh Weibo to like, and was inextricably linked with Han Qiao, so he rushed to the kitchen, looking for someone to harass.

The range hood in the kitchen was loud, and Xie Ruiyan yelled, "Han Qiao!"

However, Han Qiao didn't hear it, and was concentrating on turning the pot on.

Lunch is ordinary onion fried rice, which has been stir-fried to give it a sweet taste, but a lethal amount of tomato sauce is added, no matter how dull it is, it can be seen that he is addicted to sweetness.

As usual, although he was only cooking simply, Han Qiao also followed the principle of hygiene and reasonableness, coiled up his long hair, stuffed it into a white chef's hat, and tied a dark gray oil-proof apron to prevent any hair from falling. Silk and dust affect the quality of meals.

While cooking rice, Han Qiao raised his eyes to look at the tablet on the mobile phone stand, and there was a pair of low-strength myopia glasses on the bridge of his nose.

On the top of the tablet is the page of the Xiakitchen app, with the title saying "Fried Rice with Onions and Eggs" and a list of ingredients below.

When Boss Han was frying rice, his forearm was slightly tightened, and his concentrated expression while cooking fell into the eyes of others, which made people relax and gave them a wonderful sense of security.

Anyone who sees Mr. Han's unconventional chef's appearance will think that he is indeed a successful person. Even the fried rice has a natural aura. If it is recorded, it may detonate the number of hits.

It wasn't until Han Qiao turned off the stove and asked Xie Ruiyan, "How do you come to me in the kitchen", that Xie Ruiyan came to his senses and said, "I want to read you a Weibo."

"About what?"

"Overlord Literature."

"I just saw this funny one. Weibo summarizes the routines of bosses commonly used in online articles." Xie Ruiyan looked down at his phone, the caramel-colored irises reflected the shimmer, and began to read the lyrics rhythmically.

"Nine of the ten presidents have stomach problems, eight have the smell of tobacco, seven cannot accept people other than the hostess, six are obsessed with cleanliness, five have insomnia, and three are disabled. After meeting the hostess, all of them will be cured. Three are surnamed Shen, two are surnamed Fu, and one is surnamed Lu, there must be a buddy who is a doctor who often yells at him to keep him from sleeping in the middle of the night, and what the butler said, I haven't seen the young master smile for a long time."

Han Qiao laughed cooperatively while listening, and pointed out after Xie Ruiyan finished reading: "My surname is Han."

"I am warm."

"Your surname is not Xie... Oh, you said traditional Chinese medicine. Then I personally think that you are not warm, you are hot."

Xie Ruiyan's basal body temperature is indeed high, and he does not refute what Han Qiao said: "I think you are very suitable for this joke."

Han Qiao smiled again: "Then are you? Overbearing president?"

Xie Ruiyan: "I'm just a name. If a meteorite falls in the world and a lucky boss is randomly selected, then you deserve this honor."

After Xie Ruiyan finished speaking, he took his bowl and chopsticks, and sat down at the dining table with Han Qiao.

Han Qiao took off his glasses, put them aside, put his long hair up with the large intestine hair tie that Xie Ruiyan gave him, and did not forget to shake the new dining bell with dreamy colors.

After taking his seat, Han Qiao took a deep breath and prepared to say, "Xiao Xie."

"Ok?"

Han Qiao's expression was more serious than when he was cooking and working: "I wanted to say before that if you don't say hello all day, I will feel uncomfortable. Are you bored at home and want to go out for a walk? They say you are bored at home Not good, dogs are sick from boredom, let alone people."

Xie Ruiyan just took a bite, and looked up at Han Qiao, his cheeks were bulging like a chipmunk.

He swallowed the fried rice, pursed his lips and smiled, but the smile in his eyes disappeared little by little: "But Mr. Han, I'm not a dog."

"Ok?"

"I don't want to go out to attract the attention of the media, I don't want to run around during the epidemic, and I don't want to deliberately trouble you. I just think this Weibo is very interesting. If you hate it, I can also keep silent."

"I was wrong, I apologize." Han Qiao calmed down, "Although I don't know why your emotions are fluctuating now, just say what you want."

Xie Ruiyan stared at Han Qiao, secretly annoyed and beat his glass heart, and replied slowly: "There is nothing special I want to say."

Han Qiao lowered his eyes and tapped his fingers alternately on the table, but there was no sound. After a while, he looked up at Xie Ruiyan with a gentle smile: "Really? Your expression betrayed you. Do you have something to tell me?" ? If you don’t tell me now, I’ll work overtime later and I won’t have time to listen, I’m afraid you’ll be overwhelmed.”

"It's not that I don't want to say something." Xie Ruiyan summoned up his courage and said, "I just don't know what I said will make you unhappy. If it makes you uncomfortable, I would rather never speak. You helped me , at least I won't think about revenge."

Han Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Is it because I'm more difficult for you? The problem lies with me, so I can do more—"

Stroking backwards more often will help you get used to it faster.

Before Han Qiao could finish speaking, Xie Ruiyan hurriedly interrupted him.

"It's just my problem. I don't know how to speak. I've never gotten along with people like this. You have taken care of me so much during this time. I'm so complacent." Xie Ruiyan suppressed his voice and shouted, "Han Qiao, if I have any trouble I apologize in advance for your uncomfortable behavior."

From a long time ago, Han Qiao was a person who couldn't stand other people's requests. Xie Ruiyan's tone was so soft, it was hard for Han Qiao not to move.

"Don't worry, I don't want to blame you. I just followed your words, which caused a misunderstanding, I'm sorry." Han Qiao sighed, restraining the idea of ​​teasing Xie Ruiyan, "You want to get closer, you hope I understand We are not the kind of relationship we used to be, and we are not particularly good at it, and we are afraid that if we use the wrong method, we will push it further, right?"

Xie Ruiyan nodded, as if afraid that Han Qiao might miss it, he nodded again.

"Now I understand, it's okay, eat first, onions and eggs are not good if they are cold." Han Qiao slowed down his voice to coax people, "What else do you want to know, after eating, go to the sofa and say, even if it is a quarrel, I will accompany you , didn't we have a lot of fun before?"

"Where is it very happy, I don't want to quarrel with you, and I don't want to say hello to you. I live with you and eat yours with yours. I'm not so heartless."

"I don't really care about feeding you. Through the days of eating takeaway, I found that you are not picky eaters, and you are surprisingly easy to raise. What's more, you want to send me money."

"But you also took my money."

"When everyone is in trouble, I'm not short of money, and this temporary shelter can't provide a life of luxury. It's my choice to help you, and you just need to relax." Han Qiao got up to get the paper, "Here are the tissues, do you want to cry now?"

Xie Ruiyan raised his hand to take it, and wiped away the rice grains that rolled onto the dimples.

"Am I made of water? Mr. Han seems to be looking down on me."

"Two-thirds of the human body is made of water, and anyone can be made of water."

While eating fried rice, Han Qiao looked at Xie Ruiyan's red nose and the scar on the bridge of his nose.

After a while, Han Qiao said slowly with a smile: "I don't mean to look down on you. But I like to see others cry the most."