Learn to cook Xiaojiao online goose raising [Gourmet]

His eyes were full of intoxicating gold, as if he and Zeyu were the only ones left in the world, driven by his only instinct, Chongyun gently lowered his head, and gently took those two rose-like pink lips.

He hugged Zeyu with one hand, and caressed the fair cheek of the person in his arms with the other, as if holding a fragile treasure.

Different from the boldness of the past, this kiss was gentle and cautious, Zeyu's lips were full and warm, just like his own.

Head dizzy, Zeyu squinted his eyes, as if the blood in his body was boiling at this moment, as if it was about to melt into Chongyun's arms, the feeling of two lips touching was moist and sweet, Chongyun's blue pupils were like the deep sea, mysterious And kind.

When Chongyun's nimble tongue hooked Zeyu's lower lip, the smell of blood on his lips brought back his reason. Until then, he separated the two entangled lips little by little, and finally touched the water with the tip of his tongue. Rolling over Zeyu's warm upper lip, reluctant and helpless.

The warmth on his lips disappeared, and Zeyu leaned softly in Chongyun's arms, his face blushed, and his gilt eyes gleamed with water, he opened his mouth slightly, and frowned slightly, this kiss was more beautiful than his It ends as quickly as imagined.

"I'll carry you in and lie down."

Da Heng hugged Ze Yu, Chong Yun was suffocating with a beating heart, not daring to lower his eyes to see that person's expression:

What would Xiaojiao think?Taking advantage of others?What a beast?

"are you feeling better?"

Putting Zeyu lightly on the bed and covering him with the quilt, Chongyun's fingertips trembled slightly, brushing away his broken hair soaked in cold sweat, seeing that he didn't dodge, he dared to let go of the big stone that was pressing on his heart.

Zeyu had never seen Chongyun like this before. He looked like he was facing an abyss, and he clearly wanted to go forward but didn't know what he was afraid of, which made him feel a little strange.

With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Zeyu tried his best to adjust his breath, and said:

"I'm sorry for worrying you. I don't know what happened just now. Not far from Wenxiang Tower, the spiritual power in my body suddenly lost control."

He didn't mention the kiss just now, what does it mean?

Chong Yun hated this trembling mood, as if there was a big knife hanging above his head, and he didn't know when it would fall.

"Don't say that, you take out the brocade box for cultivation, and I'll heal your wounds."

Facing Shang Zeyu's eyes full of astonishment, Chong Yun immediately understood that he had misunderstood himself, and hurriedly explained:

"Don't practice, just heal, believe me, it's faster."

At this time, Chongyun frowned, his face was extremely focused, and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes, and he held Zeyu's palm tightly with one hand, unwilling to let go.

For some reason, when Zeyu stared at his deep blue eyes, his heart seemed to be wrapped in an unprecedented security. There was worry and even imperceptible fear in Chongyun's eyes, but there was no deception in the slightest.

Blinking at him, Zeyu didn't speak, just took out the brocade box for cultivation from his bosom, turned Chongyun to hold his hand, put the box in his palm, and closed his fingers with both hands.

"Zeyu?"

Chong Yun's head is full of bewilderment, is this what he thinks?

Although Zeyu knew the dirty thoughts in his heart, Zeyu was still willing to hand himself over to him, and the two became successful!

"I know what you're thinking,"

The body was still a little weak, Zeyu took a long breath, and the next words directly knocked Chongyun to the ground:

"Although this magic weapon is very rare, even if you really want to covet it, I have no power to fight back now. I will admit what happened."

"Little Jiao..."

With his hands trembling slightly, Chong Yun squeezed the brocade box in his hand tightly, unable to explain the complicated mood at the moment:

Zeyu trusts him very much, but it seems that there is always a step away from the dual cultivation of the two of them.

Sighing secretly in his heart, Chongyun focused on his luck, and transferred traces of pure spiritual power into Zeyu's body.

Every meridian in the body seems to have golden nectar flowing, Zeyu has never experienced such comfort, the whole body seems to be bathed in a hot spring, every inch is carefully cared for by the warm current.

Even after the healing, Chongyun no longer held Zeyu breathless as before, but held his hand, and the two of them just lay quietly for one night until Dongfang turned pale.

A rooster crowed in the sky, and Zeyu opened his eyes, only to feel that all the strength in his body had come back, and pushed Chongyun, who was half asleep, with his backhand, half coquettishly half questioning:

"You can clearly control it, why did you do that before?"

"That was too hasty. I don't want you to improve faster."

Hearing Zeyu's voice full of anger, Chongyun secretly heaved a sigh of relief, grabbed his hand, and instantly revealed his true colors:

"Then can I practice tonight?"

"go away!"

Zeyu was about to kick the stupid bird away, when the voice of the white pig sounded outside the door:

"Akabane-sama is outside, saying he has something urgent to do."

As soon as the two of them walked to the front of the hall, they saw Akabane circled his hands and circled back and forth in front of the door.

Chong Yun raised his eyebrows, asked him to sit down first, and asked:

"Have things changed in Wenxianglou?"

"It can be said that Cai Shanxue has the smell of that mole on his body, but it is very cunning and does not attach to people. You have to be careful."

Akabane thought for a while and added:

"We also overheard yesterday that Cai Shanxue and the boss secretly wanted to deal with the little chef. You can figure it out. I'll go first."

Said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao would be here, before Chongyun and Zeyu had time to discuss Chiyu's reminder, the people from Wenxianglou couldn't wait to come to the door.

"This is an invitation from our boss to Boss Xie."

The person who came was a waiter in the shop. He bowed his head and bowed his hands to hand over the red post to Zeyu. On the surface, he was respectful, making it impossible to pick a mistake, except for the three words "Thank you boss" which was ambiguous.

"Why did you invite me?"

After hesitantly accepting the post, Zeyu opened it and saw that it read brightly:

In order to celebrate the debut of the new chef, a luxurious banquet is specially arranged, please thank the boss for attending.

"Boss Xie said this, no matter how you put it, you also have a relationship with Wenxianglou, and you must not forget your roots as a human being."

Having ridiculed Xie Zeyu, the waiter in the shop took a look at Chongyun, and said with a smirk:

"You can bring people to the table, anyway, we are not short of money, just to let everyone see and see, and leave."

"Don't." Stopping Chongyun who wanted to follow, Zeyu was more concerned about the time of the banquet, which was noon today.

"do not go."

Chongyun wanted to snatch the post from Zeyu, but he was blocked. Zeyu shook his head at him:

"I want to go, even if I escape this time, there will be all kinds of tricks there in the future, it's better to go there openly, and you can find out the details of the other party by the way."

Chong Yun disagreed: "Why do I feel that this is a door-to-door delivery?"

Zeyu insisted: "Is there any difference? I am in the open and the enemy is in the dark, so let's see what tricks they have."

According to the time on the invitation, Chongyun and Zeyu specially cleaned up, and brought a magnificent carriage, and sent them to the gate of Wenxianglou.

As soon as the two stepped off the carriage, they immediately attracted the attention of the entire street, and stole the limelight:

I saw two brocade gowns, one green and one white, with a black jade copper belt around the waist, the sleeves were trimmed with silver silk, and the hem was embroidered with elegant bat patterns. A pair of Bi people who came out of the painting.

The owner of Wenxianglou heard the commotion outside, stood at the door for a long time, and then realized that the noble young man with a fairy air in front of him was actually a poor handyman who had been under his command for several years.

"I just said, that man must be his concubine, and he must have been accepted as a servant, otherwise, where did he get the money? There are people who want this kind of person, tsk."

Covering his mouth and hurting Xie Zeyu with the waiter at the side, a big bubble suddenly appeared at the corner of the boss's mouth, and when his mouth moved, it burst open with a "boo", the pain made him burst into tears.

"Oh, it's this guy who made me angry. Bring me a handkerchief!"

In a hurry to cover his mouth with a cold handkerchief, the boss kicked the waiter and motioned him to roll over to serve people.

"This isn't Boss Xie and...what's the name of this guy?"

Obviously, he was still talking bad things about the two of them just now, but the waiter in the shop leaned forward as if changing his face, narrowing his triangular eyes, grinning his yellow teeth, and beckoning to the two of them:

"this way please."

"My surname is also Xie."

With a sidelong glance at the boss, Chongyun hugged Zeyu's shoulders tightly as if in a demonstration, and strode into the door.

"No, it's actually a marriage?"

"Picture what?"

Couldn't help laughing "puchi", Zeyu naturally heard these discussions, poked Chongyun's tense face with his fingers, and joked:

"They said you barged the door backwards, what do you think?"

Leading Zeyu to sit down at the table, Chongyun then quietly bent down, whispered into his ear with a breath:

"It doesn't matter what the people outside say. It's not up to me to decide who goes up and who goes down."

When he said these words, Chong Yun's face did not change at all, as if he was just discussing the good weather.

Zeyu was stunned for a long time, his ears were red, and he stammered: "You are shameless, we are obviously not..."

"Shh, here he comes."

If it wasn't for the crowd, Chong Yun would really like to rub Zeyu's face to see if it was as hot and smooth as he imagined, but Cai Shanxue had already walked to the front of the hall at this time.

"Fathers and elders, thank you for joining us today, and please try Wenxianglou's latest signature dish—Jin Yu Man Tang!"

As soon as the words were finished, two stout waiters carried a big steamer, and the inside was golden and full of fragrance.

"This dish is fried with corn, cucumbers, carrots, and cashew nuts. It has a bright color and is crispy and sweet in the mouth. It is not greasy to eat. It means auspiciousness and wealth. It is indeed very suitable for today's occasion."

After scooping up a spoonful and putting it into his mouth, Zeyu commented:

"This dish is not complicated, nor does it have any special skills, but it is also suitable for Cai Shanxue to fool people."

"However, there seems to be a kind of grass powder added in it. I haven't tasted it before. The fragrance is very unique."

After taking another bite, Zeyu closed his eyes lightly: this kind of grass powder has a very strong umami taste, a bit rushing, if the amount is not so small that it is almost undetectable, it may overwhelm the host.

And the other ingredients of this dish are all selling fresh taste, adding this taste is a bit abrupt, what is the intention of Cai Shanxue's move?

Seeing that he couldn't figure it out all the time, Chong Yun was about to persuade him to eat less, when a voice sounded from behind:

"As expected of the boss, but my taste is the secret recipe."

"Secret recipe?"

Zeyu stood up, unhurriedly, and said with a fake smile:

"Isn't it something shameful?"

Subconsciously standing in front of Zeyu, Chongyun looked Cai Shanxue up and down, and sneered in his heart:

What about hiding?The black shadow of Renyintang cannot be faked.

"Small shops with poor business like to be monsters, forget it, I don't care about you."

Cai Shanxue stared straight at Zeyu, with a pair of small eyes showing a fierce light, and the tip of his nose twitched, but because of his scruples about Chongyun, he never dared to take half a step.

"Thank you for the hospitality, let's go back first."

A nauseating smell came out from nowhere, Chongyun endured the nausea, hurriedly picked up Zeyu, walked out of Wenxianglou without looking back, and went straight home.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Beside him, Zeyu tilted his head as if nothing had happened, his pupils were silently stained with dark gray.

"Don't you even notice?"

His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, Chong Yun dragged him back to the room, poured himself a full cup of tea, drank it in one gulp, and his breathing became a little smoother.

"Perceive what?"

It was clearly Ze Yu's voice, which sounded strangely strange. Chong Yun just wanted to turn around when a soft body was attached to his back. Ze Yu climbed onto his chest with both hands like a snake, and licked his earlobe with the tip of his tongue. , lightly voicing:

"Is this how it feels?"

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