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How could Jiang Huai'an know how to cook porridge? In the whole set of simple steps of washing rice, adding water and starting a fire, he is the only one who knows how to wash rice, and he is the kind who is clumsy, and he can't even wash rice well.

After pouring rice grains from a pool, Jiang Huai'an finally washed the rice, but after pouring the rice into the pot, he frowned and found that he didn't know how much water should be put in.

Standing and thinking for a while, he put down the pot in his hand, went to the living room to get his mobile phone, and then dialed the number of his assistant. He remembered that the assistant he recruited was a 24-hour filial son who often cooks for his parents at home .

Assistant Lin Hang was busy at the meeting, and suddenly received a call from Jiang Huaian, who was startled, thinking that there was something important, so he made a pause gesture for everyone, held the phone and walked to the window, and then he politely He asked calmly, "Mr. Jiang, do you have any orders?"

"Oh, Assistant Lin, I want to ask you something," "Jiang Huai'an has returned to the kitchen with his head tilted and his phone in his hands." Do you know how to cook porridge? "

"...Ah?" Assistant Lin was originally concentrating on his ears, but now he was a little confused when he heard this question. He pinched himself and found that the pain was not a dream, so he asked again tentatively: "Mr. Jiang, What did you just say?" He must have heard it wrong!

"Do you know how to cook porridge? I remember you can cook." So, without hesitation, Jiang Huaian repeated the question he had just asked.

Assistant Lin: "..." Damn it, he must have not woken up, he must be!

With an incredulous expression on his face, Assistant Lin was stunned for a few seconds. It took him a long time to find his voice and replied, "Yes, I can cook. What can you do?"

"Well, there is something." Jiang Huai'an continued to ask: "Tell me, how much water should be put in the pot when making porridge?" He searched the Internet just now, and the answers on the Internet were not uniform.

Assistant Lin said, "That depends on how much rice you put in."

Jiang Huai'an thought for a while, said a rough number, and glanced at the rice in the pool, and then added: "However, a lot was thrown away when washing."

Assistant Lin: "..." Suddenly I feel like complaining, what should I do? !

"The ratio of water to rice is about 4:1. You can see what you want. If you want it to be thinner, you can add more water. If you want it to be dry, you can add less." In a daze, after Assistant Lin finished speaking, he felt that he was still a little bit overwhelmed.

——He really couldn't imagine the appearance of the cold boss he was serving, who was about to take a chill all over, standing in the kitchen with an apron on, cooking porridge.

It's too inconsistent!

But after thinking about it, the person who can let the boss cook the porridge himself... His eyes widened, and Lin Hang felt as if he knew some terrible secret-this is Mr. Jiang, he has a lover!

Hearing the exact answer, Jiang Huai'an curled his lips in satisfaction. After putting the water away, he asked again, "How long will it take?" He bowed his head to study for a while, and then turned on the fire.

"According to the amount you said, about ten minutes...well, about 15 minutes, remember to use a low fire, and don't forget to stir." Assistant Lin hesitated, and reminded again.

"I see, thank you." Jiang Huai'an thanked Lin Hang, and then ordered him to notify the various departments of the afternoon meeting time, and then hung up the phone directly.

For the next 15 minutes, Jiang Huai'an stayed in the kitchen, staring at the porridge in the pot with a very serious expression... and stirring it with a spoon from time to time, it looked decent.

Shen Suiyu lay on the bed for a long time and did not see Jiang Huai'an coming back. Although he was looking forward to what kind of porridge Jiang Huai'an would cook for him, but at the same time he was also worried that the man might accidentally get burned.

Thinking about it this way, he couldn't lie down on the bed anymore, so he just threw off the quilt and got up.

In fact, there wasn't much of a problem with his body, he just had a low-grade fever, and his waist-hip was a little sore, but everything else was fine.

Walking slowly to the door of the kitchen, Shen Suiyu narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth to call Jiang Huaian, but just as he was about to speak, he saw that in the kitchen, the man was staring at the pot in front of him intently, with a very focused expression. up.

Staring at him for a while, Shen Suiyu pressed the unspoken words back to the bottom of his heart, feeling that his whole body was warm, as if soaking in a hot spring, it was extremely comfortable.

Smiling uncontrollably, Shen Suiyu leaned sideways on the door frame, his eyes never left Jiang Huai'an for a second, his eyes were filled with the reflection of a man, it seemed that everything else had disappeared, and only him was left in the world Same as the person in front of me.

Seeing that 15 minutes had passed and the porridge in the pot was ready, Jiang Huaian let out a breath, and he relaxed. It was the first time he was so nervous.

"Is it ready?" Seeing that he had turned off the fire, Shen Suiyu took two steps forward and poked his head to look at the porridge in the pot.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Huai'an turned his head, frowned when he saw him, and said with a slight reproach in his tone: "Why did you get up without putting on more clothes, you forgot that you are a patient, go back and lie down."

Looking at him with a smile, Shen Suiyu waved his hands and said indifferently, "The heater is turned on at home, it won't be cold, and I just have a low-grade fever, it's fine."

As he spoke, he took a few more steps and came to stand beside Jiang Huai'an. He naturally took his hand and placed it on his forehead. He tried it, "Look, it must be a low-grade fever."

Patting Shen Suiyu's forehead lightly, Jiang Huai'an straightened his face and became serious, "If you have a low fever, you have to go back to bed and lie down." After the words fell, he bent down and picked him up horizontally, and carried him directly back to the room. The young man put him on the bed.

After covering Shen Suiyu with the quilt, Jiang Huai'an lowered his head and kissed him lightly on the lips, his expression returned to tenderness: "I'll bring the porridge in, you lie down obediently."

Shen Suiyu thought for a while, and called out to him: "Add some sugar for me, I want something sweet." The plain porridge is too bland.

"Okay." Jiang Huai'an showed him a doting smile, the tenderness in his eyes was overflowing.

Back in the kitchen, Jiang Huaian searched the kitchen and found five or six jars, all filled with white crystals, the only difference being that they were thicker or thinner.

Jiang Huai'an really couldn't tell the difference between sugar and salt. Before meeting Shen Suiyu, he almost never entered the kitchen. The only one available.

After comparing several jars for a long time, he found that he couldn't find out that the jar contained white sugar.

The hired nanny didn't do his duty enough to label all the bottles and jars in the kitchen, indicating what was what, so Jiang Huaian thought about it for a long time, and finally used the most primitive method-testing the taste separately.

After trying MSG, eating salt, and trying the third bottle, Jiang Huaian finally found white sugar.

Bringing the rice porridge with sugar into the room, Jiang Huai'an helped Shen Suiyu sit up, put a pillow on his back for him to lean on, and then picked up the bowl again, ready to feed him.

Dazed for a moment, Shen Suiyu stretched out his hand to take the bowl, and smiled helplessly: "I can do it myself." He really just had a low fever.

Jiang Huaian glanced at him a few times, and finally realized that he might be a little too excited today, so he coughed in embarrassment, "Hurry up, it will be cold later." Then, he handed the bowl to Shen Sui When I met him, I stood up by myself, ready to go to the study to see the main points of the meeting in the afternoon.

Just after taking a bite of porridge, Shen Suiyu saw that he was about to leave, so he subconsciously reached out and grabbed his clothes: "Are you going to the company?"

"No." Jiang Huai'an touched his cheek, and his tone was so gentle that he could drown: "I'll go to the study, and I'll be back soon."

Shen Suiyu nodded slightly, paused for a few seconds, and said, "Thank you, Huai'an, this is the best porridge I've ever eaten." Because he felt full of love and affection in it.

Shen Suiyu really felt very happy and warm to be cared and loved in this way, and to be taken seriously by others.

He couldn't help but think that it was probably his greatest luck to meet Jiang Huaian and be loved by him in this life.

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Chen Ziming's life has been miserable recently, probably because he has done too many wicked things, so even God can't see it and thinks he should be punished, so bad things happen one after another. Don't give him a moment to breathe.

First of all, after the National Day, I don’t know who anonymously sent an email to his friends, including the people in the company. In addition to a paragraph revealing his sexual orientation, there are also a lot of stories about him hanging out with people in gay bars. There are even a few photos taken when he was playing double-fly with others.

In the photo, he hugged two teenagers, naked, with a raised face and an expression of enjoyment.

As soon as this email came out, it immediately caused an uproar. Everyone was shocked. Chen Ziming, who has always been extremely repulsive to homosexuality, is actually a homosexual himself, and he is also a homosexual who cheated on marriage——

Before, Chen Ziming proposed to a rich lady who liked him. The two of them were in love every day. They got engaged in September and planned to get married in November. Everyone knew about it.

After this email incident, the wedding was naturally ruined. The rich lady found out that she was cheated and disgusted to the point of going crazy. Her parents also felt ashamed and sent her out of the country overnight.

Although they had already sent their daughter away, the matter of being almost cheated into marriage still couldn't be dismissed like this, they couldn't swallow this breath.

They hired someone to beat up Chen Ziming severely, beat him half to death, and left him on the side of the road to fend for himself. If a truck driver didn't happen to pass by, Chen Ziming probably wouldn't be able to see the sun tomorrow.

The incident of being forced out of the closet and the fraudulent marriage has not yet passed, and he himself is still lying on the hospital bed and has not recovered. Then, another incident happened, and this incident is the greatest punishment for him.

Two things happened one after another, with less than a week between them.