my brother is not cute at all

After watching the game, Hou Zeqi accepted Bajie's invitation and stayed at the base of the FIH team for two days. The once glorious team had lost more than half of its endorsements, and the overall area of ​​the base had shrunk a lot. The quality is not as good as before.

In just three years, FIH has undergone such earth-shaking changes.

The manager who was once on the verge of going berserk every day because of this young master who didn't play cards according to the routine all day long felt that he was very kind. He pulled him on his knees and talked about it late at night. The ashtray was full of cigarette butts. The best proof of his recent anxiety in dire straits.

The next day was the National Day holiday. Many team members who went home to visit relatives left the base with their suitcases. Seeing the once brightly lit training room become empty in the blink of an eye, Hou Zeqi finally stood in the quiet environment and smiled wryly. He shook his head and said goodbye to Bajie.

When I got home, it was already late.

There was a small dim light in the restaurant, and Yang Yue was watching the live broadcast of the game while eating.Hearing the sound of the key turning from the anti-theft door, he didn't even need to lift his head to know who was back.

Hou Zeqi, who originally thought that he would face a cold darkness when he returned home, was a little dazed when he saw the gleam of light in the restaurant, but soon, the plain and warm smell of fireworks made him feel relieved. With a sigh of relief, the heavy fog covered in his heart dissipated in an instant, he laughed, changed his shoes, threw off his bag, and walked towards the restaurant.

"You are so indifferent to me after you haven't seen me for a few days? You don't know how to say hello when you see me back?"

The children in the restaurant seem to have just taken a bath, the tips of their half-length hair are still dripping water, their delicate eyebrows and eyes are particularly deep on the cold white skin, like Hui ink dots dyed on snow-white rice paper to form a beautiful outline , the more people look at it, the more they can't bear to look away.

But when he completely swallowed the food in his mouth, and the moment when his fickle little red lips opened his mouth to speak, all the illusions about the beauty were shattered in the next moment.

"I'm not too warm with you, am I? How can I say hello?"

Sure enough, it was still as cold as ever.

After Yang Yue finished speaking, she lowered her head, picked up a juicy lettuce leaf and stuffed it into her mouth, making a squirrel-like creaking sound.

It was only then that Hou Zeqi noticed that on the plate in front of him, there were lettuce leaves, Dutch melon, small tomatoes, a few pieces of broccoli that seemed to have been blanched, and a small package of instant chicken breast in his hand.A seemingly healthy low-fat meal, in fact, no one would eat like this at this unhealthy time.

"Are you...to lose weight?" Hou Zeqi looked at him incredulously, and was unbelievably happy: "Aren't you? You are as thin as a fire stick, and if you eat this kind of rabbit meal, will you still have meat? "

Yang Yue's chewing movements paused, and from this angle, he finally realized that the highly recognizable mixed-blood feeling on Hou Zeqi's face was not only due to the deep outline between his eyebrows and eyes, but because of his His lower eyelashes are much thicker and slender than normal Asians, which makes him look extra playful and gentle when he squints his eyes to look at people with a half-smile.

Yang Yue didn't know which nerve he had miswired to associate this kind of person who had nothing to do with gentleness with this word, he swallowed the lettuce in his mouth, and licked his lips that were stained with water.

"I never lose weight, that's what I eat normally."

"Do you eat this when you eat normally?" Hou Zeqi asked: "What about you usually? Do you eat like this?"

"I usually eat in the cafeteria at school. During rehearsals, I eat bread and drink mineral water. If I am late after class or I miss my meal, I will eat this. Sometimes I will also eat instant noodles."

After Yang Yue finished speaking, she stuffed the last bite of ready-to-eat chicken breast in the package into her mouth, but Hou Zeqi snatched it away in a flash, and then opened her mouth to bite.

Yang Yue: "..."

"You can just spoil yourself, and still have bread and mineral water? The rice eaten by chickens is more nutritious than your crap," Hou Zeqi let out a short snort, which sounded like a bright mockery: " No wonder your small body grows like this."

here we go again?What's wrong with short?Have you eaten your rice?

Yang Yue was upset: "Are you okay? If you're okay, get out of your room and don't disturb me for dinner!"

Hou Zeqi stuffed the chicken breast directly into his mouth, and sneered while chewing: "If I get lost, who will cook for you? Just wait."

After speaking, he entered the kitchen without looking back, threw the empty packaging bag into the trash can, and opened the refrigerator compartment of the double-door refrigerator to pick up the ingredients.

Only Yang Yue was left staring at the edge of the dining table with a pair of bewildered almond eyes, staring at his tall and tall figure in disbelief.

Did I say something wrong?Is he trying to poison me in the meal?

Hou Zeqi took a bag of Japanese-style ramen, two eggs, and a few choy sums, as well as crab sticks, fish balls, and fresh shrimps from the freezer, and skillfully rolled up his sleeves to wash the vegetables.

Soon the sound of cutting vegetables and cooking came from the kitchen. Yang Yue exited the live broadcast room, followed the sound and moved to the kitchen door to look inside.

Hou Zeqi has broad shoulders and narrow waist, the slender and strong muscle lines on his forearms still have faint blue veins floating, under the shroud of warm yellow light, there is a layer of fluffy gold rims, his light brown eyes are restrained from the usual The lazy and frivolous, leisurely and serious expression made Yang Yue feel a little strange.

I didn't expect this person to have such a side.

Just as he was thinking, Hou Zeqi glanced over here inadvertently from the corner of his eye, Yang Yue came to his senses sharply, and dodged to the side with a "swish" to hide.But he didn't know that the moment he dodged away, the other party evoked a playful smile in a place he couldn't see.

"If you're bored, just pour out your plate of rabbit food first, your broccoli doesn't look cooked, it's not good for your stomach."

Hearing the voice from the kitchen, Yang Yue's ears felt hot.

What does this person look like?Hiding so quickly was discovered by him.

He hesitated for a moment, but gave up, picked up his plate of green vegetables and went into the kitchen.

"Isn't it a waste to just throw it away? It should be edible after processing it?" he asked.

Hou Zeqi paused for cutting fish balls, looked up at him, and then smiled: "You're quite economical, it's okay, then you can put it here."

Yang Yue lowered her eyelids, her darkened eyes were blocked by her long eyelashes like crow's feathers, making it impossible to distinguish the expression for a moment.His voice was as low as a mosquito, and he didn't know if he lowered it on purpose, or he was muttering to himself.

"You haven't been hungry, of course you don't understand."

The time of being imprisoned in the dark attic flashed back to his mind in a trance. The leftovers that had been cold and the endless punishments were like an old scar. A gray imprint that will never be erased in my mind.

Hou Zeqi looked at Yang Yueci's white skin glowing with luster under the light. At that moment, he saw a trace of fleeting love like a porcelain doll from this child who was always indifferent and alienated to him. Fragile.

"Yeah, I don't understand, but don't worry, I will never let you go hungry in the future," he deliberately changed the topic and put his tone in a relaxed tone.

He didn't choose to continue to ask questions, because he knew that it must be a bad memory, which made Yang Yue, who was always resolute by nature, show that defenseless look.

The ramen was not complicated to cook, and it was cooked very quickly. The moment Hou Zeqi put the bowl on the table, the rich aroma of the soup immediately hit the nostrils, lingering in the entire restaurant.

The miso ramen is shiny under the light of the restaurant, the noodle soup has a hint of milky white, the portion of crab sticks and shrimps is generous, and a thin layer of seaweed is sprinkled on it, and the green cabbage is on the edge of the noodle bowl. There is also a slightly runny egg lying on it.

This appearance, said that it was brought directly from the Japanese grocery store, people believed it.

Yang Yue sighed secretly in her heart, her eyes filled with eagerness, but she still asked reservedly: "Can you eat it?"

Hou Ze raised his thick black handsome eyebrows: "You will know if you try it."

Yang Yue broke the Liuxin egg, mixed the yellow egg liquid and seaweed pieces into the bowl, carefully picked up a strand of ramen, brought it to her lips and blew it, and then impatiently put it into her mouth.

The ramen is soft and firm, and the soup is mellow and delicious.

His eyes lit up with surprise and joy in an instant, Hou Zeqi saw the watery light flashing from his dark eyes, and asked with a smile, "How is it?"

Yang Yue stared at him with puffed cheeks, finally swallowed a mouthful of ramen, and then said calmly: "It's okay, let's be so-so."

The small mouth is still quite hard.

Hou Zeqi was amused by him, and pushed the small porcelain bowl in front of him: "Then you try this again, seafood custard, it's so greasy."

Yang Yue gently scooped up a piece with a delicate metal spoon, leaned over to sniff it, and put it into her mouth when it felt good.

There are also minced crab meat and diced fish balls in the custard, which is smooth and tender, soft and melts in the mouth, with a hint of fresh fragrance in the light.

He didn't comment much, just nodded: "This is fine."

Then he took another big mouthful and put it in his mouth, mumbling.

Hou Zeqi laughed angrily at his duplicity: "It's okay? Make do? So-so? Why are you so hard to serve?"

Yang Yue was too lazy to continue entangled with him on the matter of taste, so she suddenly changed the subject and expressed the doubts in her heart: "Shouldn't a young master like you who doesn't touch the spring water with his fingers stretch out his hands to open his mouth? Why do you do that?" Are you so skilled at cooking?"

Recalling the past, Hou Zeqi inevitably felt a stomachache: "It's not because of my own mother. When I started to grow in elementary school, she suddenly became keen on studying cooking in order to balance my nutrition."

"And then? She studies cooking, don't you just take care of eating?" Yang Yue asked.

Hou Zeqi sighed: "Eating is quite simple, but it is really difficult to live to my age after eating."

Yang Yue was amused by his words, and relaxed while eating noodles: "Why?"

"Don't you know how well the British cook?" Hou Zeqi relaxed and leaned back on the chair behind him, the subwoofer was quite magnetic, but his expression didn't look so relaxed: "My mother cooks Rice pays attention to less oil and less salt. I like to add olives and lemons to cold dishes. I like to add various herbs to cooking. I put animal meat and internal organs into egg yolk bread and bake them. I also like to make all kinds of meat into pies, such as the international A well-known dark dish has a very poetic name called 'Looking at the Starry Sky', and I was lucky enough to taste it, and I still remember the moment she served it, which made me have nightmares for three nights in a row."

Yang Yue suppressed her laughter while sucking on the noodles, almost choking the soup into her pipe.

"It's not perfect. She even made me a special dessert. The bananas were wrapped in flour, fried and then brushed with a layer of chocolate sauce. I just took a look and I lost three pounds that week. .”

At the end of Hou Zeqi's speech, he made a precise summary with a wry smile: "So I was so eager to learn how to cook, not to show off someday in the future, nor to spoil my wife, but to protect my wife. My own life."

Yang Yue finally couldn't hold back anymore, let out a "puchi" laugh, and after a while, cleared her throat, and gave him a very pitiful look: "I really didn't expect that your childhood would have such a humiliating history."

"Let's not talk about it."

Hou Zeqi finally regained his strength from the painful memories. He saw Yang Yue's gradually relaxed expression, and the slightly crescent-shaped eyes when he smiled, and suddenly his heart moved, and his deep voice became serious. : "So you have already affirmed my cooking skills, so do you want to consider going home to eat with me every day? It just so happens that the two of us have a feeling of cooking, and eating is not a waste, what do you think?"

Yang Yue emptied the last spoonful of egg custard in the small porcelain bowl, stared at the mouth-watering shrimp inside and remained silent for a few seconds.

Hou Zeqi waited quietly for his reply in the short few seconds. When staring at a person with such deep eyebrows, it always gives people a slightly affectionate illusion.

"Then... if you cook, I'll be in charge of grocery shopping," Yang Yue said.

Hou Zeqi: "No, my personal assistant will put fresh ingredients in the refrigerator every two days, you don't have to worry about that."

Yang Yue: "Then I'll pay for your food."

Hou Zeqi was happy: "Pay for room and board? Do you think I'm a small dining table? Do I need to hire a teacher to help you with homework after class?"

Yang Yue was in a hurry: "Then I am an adult with financial means, so I can't eat and drink for free with you, can I? Then what have I become?"

Well, in the final analysis, it is still a matter of a man's face.

Hou Zeqi understood something in an instant, and snorted: "Then you eat mine for free, and I drink yours for free. From now on, you will be responsible for adding mineral water for drinks in the refrigerator. When the water in the water dispenser is gone, you will sweep the top of it." Go to the official account to order, so it’s always okay, right?”

This method sounds fair and reasonable, Yang Yue thought about it and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, then it's settled."

"Okay, it happens to be a holiday tomorrow, you can order something now."