Come home, Xiong Ahu

Sure enough, Jian Chengzhe was immediately attracted, and looked at Xiong Ahu with doubts and anticipation.

Xiong Ahu swallowed secretly, feeling that it would be risky to speak out. "It's not a very reliable method, so let's not talk about it."

"Well, it's okay to be cheerful if you're not reliable." Jian Chengzhe's curiosity would entangle others if provoked.

"You really want me to tell?" Xiong Ahu confirmed to him.

"Really." Jian Chengzhe nodded firmly under Xiong Ahu's slightly disappointed eyes.

So Xiong Ahu whispered into Jian Chengzhe's ear for a while.

As expected, Jian Chengzhe blushed and glared at Xiong Ahu angrily, "Is this something normal people can do?! Ah?!" Aunt Xianglin was almost possessed.

Xiong Ahu was quite innocent, "I also thought it was unreliable, so I was hesitant to tell you."

"Anyway, I don't know how to use it!" Jian Chengzhe resolutely expressed his position.

"No, no, this sounds unreliable, I just said it for you to listen to." Actually, it was not completely casual.But Xiong Ahu still coaxed him very considerately and with a good temper.

"It's not too bad, hum." Jian Chengzhe's anger subsided a little.

"It's almost time to cook, Ah Zhe, go to our room and get the jar I put in the cabinet by the door. I just received it yesterday. When the oil cools down, I'll tidy it up here. We're going to make lunch." Xiong Ahu said seeing Jian Chengzhe's anger disappear.

Jian Chengzhe agreed, turned around and left.Xiong Ahu smiled helplessly, and started to work.

Jian Chengzhe's cabinet was full of odds and ends, but he quickly recognized what Xiong Ahu asked him to find.The gift box was tightly packed, Jian Chengzhe took it out, sat on the ground and opened it to look.A wooden shelf, three off-white clay pots, each with dark flowers printed on the front, a wooden stopper on it, and a rubber ring to ensure the airtightness.

Jian Chengzhe held it up nicely, and happily took the box and ran downstairs.

Xiong Ahu was cooking in the kitchen, and Jian Chengzhe didn't mind the smell of oily smoke, so he followed Xiong Ahu and watched him busy.

"Are parents coming back for lunch?" Jian Chengzhe asked, watching Xiong Ahu skillfully handling the carp.

"I said I wouldn't come in the morning, and I'll eat at a friend's house." During this time, I learned some cooking tricks with Zhang Qi, and with more hands-on practice, Xiong Ahu is good at cooking, and his knife skills are also much better.

"Then let's eat and cook less."

"Okay, let me make you mapo tofu, shredded potatoes with vinegar, and braised fish in brown sauce, okay?"

"Well, okay, I haven't eaten mapo tofu for a long time, just thinking about it." Jian Chengzhe smiled, and put his hands on Xiong Ahu's waist, "Xiong Ahu, are you the roundworm in my stomach? You can eat anything you want Know."

"I have dealt with your intestines before, and I know how many twists and turns there are in it. How can such a little thing trouble me."

"Xiong Ahu, you have really turned bad, you were not like this before." Jian Chengzhe complained.

"Really?" Xiong Ahu asked curiously.

"Real gold is real." Jian Chengzhe answered in the affirmative, and put his chin on Xiong Ahu's shoulder in a desperate way, silently mourning that silly, simple and honest Xiong Ahu.

"Azhe still cares about it?" Xiong Ahu took care of the fish and washed his hands.

"Rare, very, very rare." Jian Chengzhe felt soft in his heart, and leaned forward to kiss Xiong Ahu on the mouth.

After accepting a kiss, my heart fluttered twice, and I said, "Azhe, take these two pots out, there is quite a lot of oily smoke here, don't come in, the best thing is to call you."

"En." Jian Chengzhe agreed in a good mood, and took out the basin in two trips.