Obsessive Guidebook [Quick Transmigration]

"Are you kidding, are you really scared?" Song Lizhou said with a smile, and actually slowed down the speed of the car after speaking.

Yang Boxan felt that the joke was not funny, so he twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly.

Then the two went to the supermarket to make purchases. As a fresh face, Yang Boxan was not worried about being recognized in public.Song Lizhou was different. He covered his face with a black mask and peaked cap, revealing only a pair of gentle eyes.

After being in the supermarket, Yang Boxan basically forgot about Song Lizhou scaring him just now.

Choose here, choose where, time will pass without knowing it.

Yang Boxan also experienced the fun of shopping with friends after a long absence, and he hummed softly in a good mood.

And this strange tune fell into Song Lizhou's ears, and he asked, "Yanyan, which song is this? The melody is pretty good."

How could Yang Boyan tell him that this is not a song of this world at all, he can only say: "I just sang it nonsense, is it good?"

Song Lizhou was pushing a heavily piled shopping cart, and turned his head to look at Yang Boxan, with a smile in his slightly drooping eyes, "Well, it sounds good, maybe you can try to make a song, it will be very popular. You still You are really good, you are good at everything, you must be very popular with girls, right?"

Yang Boxan, who was also pushing the shopping cart, thought about it for a while, he didn't think he was attracted to girls, and even if he did, he didn't care.

"I'm not lucky, haha." Yang Boxan laughed a little after he finished speaking, with a hint of self-deprecating.

Song Lizhou suddenly stopped at the same spot, stopped pushing the cart forward, and asked casually, "Then do you have someone you like?"

Yang Boxan looked back at him, and said truthfully, "No, why did you suddenly ask this?"

Song Lizhou didn't go deep into this topic anymore, pointing to a box of black pepper powder next to him and said, "Do you need this? You should use it for cooking later."

Yang Boxan, who didn't realize that Song Lizhou was changing the subject, picked up the bottle of pepper and put it in the shopping cart, and said, "It's really useful, I almost forgot about it, fortunately, it shouldn't be too bad. Well, go back to my house first."

They were almost done shopping, so they checked out and left the supermarket, only to find out that a long time had passed when they went out, and it was probably dinner time when they went back to cook.

When he drove back to Yang Boxan's community, he put several large bags of things from the trunk one by one, and stopped Song Lizhou who was trying to help, saying: "The things are quite heavy, just leave me alone, I have practiced before."

After Yang Boxan finished speaking, he patted the biceps on his arm, and his eyes indicated that Song Lizhou, who was dressed in elegant clothes, went upstairs first.

Song Lizhou's little dimple appeared again, and he said, "Why don't you let me try first?"

try?Then try it, Yang Boxan handed him the things in his hand and said, "If you think it doesn't work, tell me."

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After entering the house, Yang Boxan felt deeply that people should not be judged by appearances, and a man must not say that he is not good.

He watched Song Lizhou put seven or eight bags of things on the table with a complicated expression, without changing his face, and patted the non-existent ashes on his hands with a decent smile, looking relaxed.

Yang Boxan put the two bags of vegetables in his hand with those things, not because he was lazy and took less, but because Song Lizhou said that there were eggs in the vegetables and they should not be bumped, so they had to be handled carefully.

That's why he took less.

"Ms. Song, why don't you go to the sofa to rest first. Would you like hot tea or a cold drink?" Yang Baiyan asked.

"It's all right, I'm sorry." Song Lizhou was very polite.

Yang Boxan brought him a cup of tea in the end, and turned on the TV, "You can watch TV for a while, I'll cook, and it shouldn't be long before I can have dinner."

Naturally, Song Lizhou had no objection, he adjusted a variety show at will while pinching the remote control and watched it.

The scene of a group of young people crossing the Gobi seems to be showing on the screen. Song Lizhou watched absent-mindedly. From time to time, his eyes would look at Yang Boxan who was busy in the kitchen wearing a Doraemon apron.

Yang Baiyan, who had been busy for a long time, did not expect the slap in the face to be so fast, and he said that he would be able to eat in a short time. As a result, Song Lizhou had almost finished watching the first episode of the show, so he prepared all the ingredients for the dishes and reluctantly made a cold dish. .

He tasted it and found that he seemed to have put too much salt.How can this work?He's the one who invites people to be guests. It's embarrassing if he doesn't entertain well.

What's even more embarrassing is that when he was wrinkled so salty, Song Lizhou who was leaning against the kitchen door saw him.

Song Lizhou went to get him a glass of water.

Yang Baiyan took a big gulp, although he was embarrassed in his heart, but he forced his confidence on his face, and he didn't dare to look Song Lizhou directly in the eyes, but it revealed his true thoughts, "It's a small thing, if you put more food in it, the taste will be right, not a big one. question."

But the ingredients needed for this cold dish were gone. Song Lizhou didn't see through it, but pushed Yang Boxan, who was still holding a water glass, out of the kitchen, and said with a smile, "Leave it to me, and watch TV instead."

"You are a guest, so you should go! I can do it, you don't believe me?" Yang Boxan frowned and didn't want to leave.

"I believe in you, but you also have to believe in me." When Song Lizhou said this, he closed and locked the sliding door of the kitchen.

Yang Boxan just stood outside the door, almost unable to hold the cup steadily in his hand.

All right, let's see what Song Lizhou can do.

He didn't stand stupid anymore, he went to the sofa and fell down, lying on his side and started watching the show.

Just now Song Lizhou's variety show was still at the end, Yang Baiyan took a few glances and found that there was a person in it who looked familiar.

Take a closer look, isn't this Dusheng?

He looked through the transparent glass door of the kitchen at the man with a slender back who was wearing his new fat blue apron, shirt cuffs rolled up to his forearms.Could it be that Song Lizhou is still interested in Du Sheng?

Thinking of this, Yang Boxan felt a little gloomy for some reason, and directly switched to the sports channel.

Not long after watching a game, Song Lizhou opened the kitchen door, and his efficiency was obviously much higher than his.

This kind of Song Lizhou obviously had more fireworks. When he bent down to put a dish on the dining table with one hand, Yang Boxan felt a little strange.

And Song Lizhou said to him: When he sat down to taste it, he suddenly restrained himself, as if this was not his home, but Song Lizhou's home.

After pulling out the chair and sitting down, he picked up a piece of spare ribs and tried it. The speed of chewing changed from slow to fast as visible to the naked eye. He said vaguely: "It's delicious!"

His expression, his stomach, and his heart all expressed satisfaction.

Song Lizhou took out his apron and sat down, slowly put down his cuffs, buttoned the cuffs, and said slowly: "As long as you like it, eat more, you are going to participate in Survival from Desperation tomorrow, and it must be very hard. "

Yang Boxan looked up at Song Lizhou, how did he know?