Little wolf dog, he always wants a divorce

The consequence of getting angry with the domineering Mr. Xie is to sleep on the sofa.

Shen Rongyan came out of the shower and saw that there were pillows and blankets piled up on the sofa, and couldn't help but smile wryly—how could he have the illusion of being kicked out of the bedroom by his angry wife?

But seeing that Xie Jiacheng's bedroom door was closed tightly, he didn't want to disturb him anymore.

Anyway, now that I am a young man, it doesn't matter if I sleep on the sofa for a few days. If conditions permit, I can sleep on the floor.

Just a little hungry.

I didn't eat anything at the dinner just now, and I tossed and tossed for a long time, so it's not surprising that I was hungry.

He jumped into the kitchen with one foot, opened the refrigerator door, and saw that there were pasta and some other ingredients in the refrigerator, so he planned to cook pasta by himself.

But before doing it, I didn’t forget to ask President Xie for permission on WeChat:

"President Xie, I'm hungry. I want to borrow your kitchen to cook a bowl of pasta. I wonder if I can?"

In order not to have to say later that he does not have the owner's permission to rummaging through things and has no tutor.

After a few seconds, the other party replied, one word:

"Ok".

"Would you like to give President Xie a bowl too?"

"Do not".

Oh, what a concise reply.

Forget it, ignore him, the stomach is tight.

Shen Rongyan used to live alone for a long time, cooking by himself, and his cooking skills are very good. Han Shenglai often praised him as "a five-star chef in the entertainment industry".

Stir-fry meat, add ingredients, put onions, tomato paste and tomato sauce, add ingredients, simmer, and collect juice; cook pasta on the other side, and pour tomato meat sauce on the other side, a plate of tomato meat with good color and fragrance Pasta with sauce is ready.

The red sauce is rich and transparent, and the aroma of tomato and meat can't help but whet your appetite.

He put the plate on the dining table and went back to wash his hands. After washing his hands, he turned around and saw the tutored President Xie out of the bedroom at some point, standing in front of his plate of pasta and staring at him.

It's really eyeing.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"I……"

"I know you're not hungry!" Shen Rongyan quickly stopped him, "What's more, it was done by someone like me who has no tutor, you just starved to death, jumping off the...well, the sixteenth floor, You won't eat a piece of noodles I made, will you?!"

Xie Jiacheng: ...

This idiot Fu Siran is getting more and more difficult.

"President Xie is tough, good!" Shen Rongyan gave him a thumbs up.

Then sit down and start to eat noodles.

Xie Jiacheng: Hello, Fu Siran*&#￥...

Can't help but want to exhale the fragrance.

"Hmph!" Finally, President Xie, who couldn't hold back his face, turned around and left very arrogantly.

Shen Rongyan laughed so hard that he almost sprayed the pasta from his nostrils.He said:

"It's still in the pot. I cooked too much. It won't taste good tomorrow. Why don't you try to wrap it round?"

Xie Jiacheng's complexion changed a few times, and finally he snorted and said, "It's such a waste, I can't eat and cook so much, and I need to clean it up for you..."

Saying so, the body walked into the kitchen honestly.

So the two ate noodles relative to each other.

Shen Rongyan paid attention to Xie Jiacheng's movements and expressions, seeing him take the first bite, he had a strange expression on his face, and he didn't know whether it was delicious or not.

"You made this yourself?" Xie Jiacheng suddenly looked up at him.

Shen Rongyan didn't know why he suddenly asked this question, and asked in confusion: "Otherwise?"

For some reason, Xie Jiacheng's expression became even weirder at this time. I don't know if he thought of something sad, or found some joy in his memory, that kind of complex expression with mixed flavors.

Shen Rongyan didn't know why it was just a bowl of pasta that made the other party show such an expression.

"Who did you learn from?" Xie Jiacheng asked suddenly, looking at him eagerly with his black eyes.

"Oh, on the Internet, in the kitchen app, there is a high praise in it, saying that there is a little trick to cooking pasta, that is, to put basil and rosemary in it. I saw that your kitchen happened to have it, so I used it. What's wrong? "

Xie Jiacheng listened, his expression slowly calmed down, he lowered his head, and said "nothing" expressionlessly.

"Cut, it's nothing, won't you praise me?" Shen Rongyan was also a little unhappy.

Xie Jiacheng raised his head and glanced at him: "That's it."

After all, someone made him the most delicious pasta in the world before, and he was amazed once. Since then, the sea has been difficult for water, except Wushan is not a cloud.

The two finished the pasta relative to each other, Xie Jiacheng threw the mess to him, and said mercifully:

"After washing, you can move the pillow and quilt here. For the sake of burning noodles and washing dishes, I will let you sleep on the bed."

Shen Rongyan flattened his mouth contemptuously: "Yes, yes, thank you, Lord Long."

He honestly washed the dishes and cleaned the pot before going back to the house to "share the bed" with Xie Jiacheng. However, when he saw Mother Xie, Aunt Xie's family and Zhong Jiayan coming the next day, he realized that he was caught. Xie Jia accepted this kid's teaching.