Twelve points of secret love for gl

Since her aunt left, Mi Xingwei has been sleeping poorly. She often wakes up suddenly in the middle of the night, and she is so dazed that she can't fall asleep until dawn.

Today I slept until dawn, maybe because I went to bed late last night.Mi Xingwei lay on the bed, opened her eyes and looked at the crystal lamp on the ceiling above her head.

Its daybreak.

She got up, got dressed, folded the quilt again, tidied up the room a little, and opened the door to go out.

As soon as the person walked to the door, he looked up and saw Tang Yi'an coming out of the bedroom beside him. The moment their eyes met, both of them froze for a moment.

Tang Yi'an frowned slightly, and asked: "Why do you wake up so early and don't sleep much?"

Mi Xingwei groaned, and said, "When I wake up, I won't be able to fall back asleep."

"Are you free today?" Tang Yi'an asked suddenly.

Mi Xingwei was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and asked softly, "What?"

"It's my birthday today, can you stay and help me make a bowl of hand-rolled noodles?" Tang Yi'an looked at her with frowned eyes and asked.

There were three black lines on Mi Xingwei's face, and she said, "Didn't you just celebrate your birthday last time? The day you went skating with Yingying."

He also took the opportunity of her birthday to mop her up, why is it another birthday?

Tang Yi'an explained: "The last time it was on the ID card, I lived with my grandmother when I was a child, and the account was late, and my birthday was said to be nearly two months older, and today is my birthday."

Mi Xingwei was slightly stunned when she heard her words. She remembered that Tang Feifei told her before that Tang Yi'an didn't live with her parents when she was a child, and she didn't come home until she was seven or eight years old.

It turned out that she was not accompanied by her parents when she was a child...

For some reason, a certain part of her heart suddenly softened, she raised her eyes and looked at her eyes lightly, there was a faint expectation in them, one couldn't bear to refuse.

There is always a kind of person in this world who is easy to be moved and soft-hearted, who can't see others feel down.

Mi Xingwei is such a person.

She eats soft but not hard.

She pursed her lips and said, "Okay, I'll make hand-rolled noodles for you."

As she said that, she rolled up her sleeves, turned around and went down the stairs, and said, "Let me tell you first, I have never rolled noodles for others, so don't blame me if they don't taste good."

Tang Yi'an raised the corners of his lips, pulled out a big smile, followed behind her, and said softly: "It's okay, no matter what you make, I'll eat it up."

The bedroom door was not closed tightly, Xiaomei slipped out through the crack of the door, jumped out with a whoosh, meowed twice, and followed them down the stairs.

The two walked to the kitchen. There was flour and kneading tools under the closet.Mi Xingwei took out all of them and studied the dough mixer for a long time, not knowing how much dough and water to add.

While hesitating, Tang Yi'an next to him took a mixing bowl, stretched out his hand and handed it over, saying: "Use this to make the noodles, the noodles made by hand are more firm and delicious."

Mi Xingwei took it half-believingly, "It's...really?"

Tang Yi'an nodded, and said solemnly: "Yes."

So Mi Xingwei began to knead the dough. She had seen her aunt knead the dough before. She kneaded the flour into flocs while adding water, kneaded it into a dough, and then flattened the dough with a rolling pin, folded it back and forth, and cut it with a knife Form into noodles.

It is not difficult to look at.

But in practice, it is very difficult.

Hand-rolled noodles need to be firmer to be delicious, so Mi Xingwei was afraid that the noodles would be watery, so she didn't dare to add more water.

So I kept kneading and kneading, kneading and kneading, and the dough in my hand became harder and harder.

It took more than half an hour for Guanghe noodles, Tang Yi'an stood aside, seeing flour on her nose, she smiled lightly and raised her hand, raised her index finger and rubbed the tip of her nose lightly, "It's here."

Mi Xingwei was concentrating on kneading the dough, but was startled by Tang Yi'an's hand that suddenly stretched out, her hands trembled, and the basin in her hand flipped over with a snap, and the dough in the basin rolled out, making a circle on the ground.

Both of them stood there in a daze, Tang Yi'an's fingers hadn't retracted yet, they stretched out in a daze, dazed in mid-air.

The two looked at each other silently.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Mi Xingwei's hands were covered with flour, and her clothes were covered in flour. The scene was once very chaotic.

Tang Yi'an coughed lightly, withdrew his hand, and said lightly: "It's okay, I'll clean it up."

Mi Xingwei blinked her eyes, bit her lip, and cleaned up together.

The two squatted on the ground together and wiped the floor with a rag. Mi Xingwei said softly, "Why don't we go out to eat."

Wait for her to knead the noodles, then roll them out, cut them, and put them in the pot... I don't know how long it will take before I can eat this bowl of birthday longevity noodles.

Tang Yi'an raised his eyes to look at her lightly, with a warm indulgence in his eyes, she smiled and said, "Let me do it."

After tidying up, Mi Xingwei stood by and saw Tang Yi'an kneading the dough familiarly, adding water and eggs, and kneading the flour into a smooth dough.

Pull out the panel, sprinkle some flour on it, put the dough on it, pick up the rolling pin and roll it gently, all movements are easy.

In the end, the dough became strands of noodles, which were scattered on the board in a patchwork pattern. Tang Yian turned to her and asked, "Would you like green pepper egg noodles, or tomato beef brisket noodles?"

Mi Xingwei was still in a daze, unable to react, she looked at Tang Yian who was wearing home clothes, the sleeves of which were rolled up to the elbows, and asked her with flour-stained hands, if she wanted to eat green pepper eggs or tomato beef brisket.

She was stunned for a while, and replaced "You know how to roll noodles" with "Tomato sirloin."

Tang Yi'an looked at her stunned expression, smiled and said, "Okay."

So today's meal turned into Tang Yi'an Cheng personally cooking, Mi Xingwei stood aside and watched her skillfully.Twenty minutes later, two bowls of tomato beef brisket noodles were placed on the table.

Mi Xingwei sat there, looking down at the big bowl in front of her. After thinking for a long time, she finally raised her head and said, "So you know how to cook."

Still doing so well.

She never knew that Tang Yi'an could cook.

Tang Yi'an picked up the chopsticks, picked out the noodles in the bowl, and the steaming steam rose up, blurring her vision.

She looked down at the noodles in the bowl, and said slowly: "When I was young, I followed my grandma. Grandma was good at cooking and could cook a lot of delicious food. I learned it slowly. It's just that I was busy with work, and I was alone. , I didn’t cook any more.”

Mi Xingwei heard her talking about the past, but Tang Yi'an never told her about himself.Since I have known her for so long, it seems that I don't know anything except that she is very rich and is the boss of Guangge Films.

The only ones were what Tang Feifei told her.

But even with these few words, Mi Xingwei knew that Tang Yi'an's childhood might not have been so easy.

She also picked up the chopsticks, bowed her head and started eating the noodles. The sour juice of the tomato and the aroma of the egg noodles were mixed together, making the noodles very firm.

There is a taste of home.

"Is it delicious?" Tang Yi'an asked her.

Mi Xingwei took a big mouthful, she nodded, and murmured: "It's delicious."

Mi Xingwei raised her head from the bowl, looked at the person in front of her, looked at the top of her head, and suddenly said: "Tang Yi'an, happy birthday."

Tang Yi'an was slightly stunned, slowly raised his head, looked at her, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, without saying anything.

Sometimes I have a strange feeling that after getting along with Tang Yi'an for a long time, even in such a silent moment, I don't feel awkward.

The two sat opposite each other, eating noodles quietly, without speaking to each other first.After eating, Mi Xingwei took the initiative to clean up the bowls and chopsticks. Tang Yian stood up and was about to speak when Mi Xingwei rushed to talk: "Shou Xing has already cooked the dishes himself, there is no reason for Shou Xing to wash the dishes."

Tang Yi'an smiled and didn't insist anymore.

Mi Xingwei packed the dishes and chopsticks and put them in the sink. She lifted the lid of the pot, and there was some left in the pot. She froze for a moment, then suddenly thought of Zhong Ruanlai.

She turned around and asked Tang Yi'an, "By the way, do you have an insulated lunch box at home?"

Tang Yi'an sat on the sofa in the living room, turned his head and said, "There is one more, what's wrong?"

Mi Xingwei: "I have a...friend. She has been ill recently and has no one to take care of her. I want to bring her some noodles."

Mi Xingwei thought about it, she only met Zhong Ruan a few times, but every time they met, something special happened.

They... should be considered friends.

In addition, He Lan asked her to persuade Zhong Ruan to act in "Ming Jin", she hadn't had time to ask Zhong Ruan, so she could take this opportunity to ask.

Tang Yi'an frowned slightly, and didn't ask anything else, just asked: "Do you need my help?"

Mi Xingwei squatted down to look for a lunch box and said, "No need."

After eating and packing up, it was only ten o'clock.

It was a clear, sunny day outside.

Mi Xingwei turned her head to look at Tang Yi'an who was sitting on the sofa, Xiaomei was sleeping beside her, she suddenly asked: "He Lan, have you... told you about the casting of "Ming Jin"?"

Tang Yi'an looked up from the magazine, with inquiring eyes, she asked: "I mentioned it to me, saying that we are still negotiating, what's wrong?"

Mi Xingwei shook her head, and said softly, "It's nothing, just ask."

Since He Lan didn't talk to Tang Yi'an, it means that this matter is still uncertain, there is no certainty... It's better not to ask Tang Yi'an first.

Mi Xingwei was carrying the lunch box, hesitated for a while, and said, "Then I'll go first."

Tang Yi'an was slightly stunned, blinked his eyes, looked up at her, and asked anxiously, "Is there anything else to do this weekend?"

Mi Xingwei picked up the lunch box on her handle and said, "I want to visit my friend first, she had a fever until midnight yesterday..."

The light in Tang Yi'an's eyes gradually dimmed, she nodded, lowered her eyes and said softly: "Okay, then I'll see you off..."

"No need." Mi Xingwei said anxiously, "Don't bother, you go ahead and leave me alone."

After finishing speaking, Mi Xingwei went out with her schoolbag and lunch box on her back.

Tang Yi'an stared at the door that was closed again, dazed for a while, and then recovered.

She has gone.

Xicheng District.

Mi Xingwei took a taxi downstairs. She carried the lunch box and followed the memory of last night to Zhong Ruan's residence.

Go up to the seventh floor, ring the doorbell, and a person comes out of the room.

Just as Mi Xingwei raised her head and was about to speak, she was stunned when she saw the people in the room.

"Huimin?!"

Seeing Mi Xingwei, Qian Huimin was also stunned for a moment, she blinked, and asked: "Miss Mi Xingwei, why are you here?"

Mi Xingwei smiled and said, "I'm looking for Zhong Ruan, so you guys live together."

When Mi Xingwei saw Hui Min, she suddenly became cordial. She went in and changed her shoes, pointed to Zhong Ruan's room, and asked if she was in.

Huimin nodded, indicating that she was in the room.

Mi Xingwei: "Okay!"

After speaking, she opened the door and entered Zhong Ruan's room with the lunch box in hand.

Huimin stared blankly at the closed door opposite, thinking suspiciously for a while.

A quarter of an hour later, Tang Yi'an was about to go upstairs at home when he suddenly received a call.

"Hello, Huimin."