The ideal is to follow you

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Fang Yu knew from the fans that Zhong Lan had wrapped up today.

[Fyyyy: Happy ending! 】

After he sent this message, he didn't expect Zhong Lan to reply, but he didn't expect him to reply, and it was very fast.

【Zhong Lan: Not yet, don't worry】

【Fyyyy: I'm not in a hurry...】

[Zhong Lan: Wait for me to go back and have a meal together? 】

[Fyyyy: Okay, where are you going? 】

【Zhong Lan: My house】

Fang Yu stared at these three words, his face slowly turned red.

[Fyyyy: Do you know how to cook? 】

【Zhong Lan: Let me show you a hand】

Fang Yu thought, okay, I'll wait for you to show me something.

In the afternoon, Zhong Lan came back from the set.

Because of his fame, Fang Yu didn't think that he would come to pick him up in person, so he kept dressing up and waiting for WeChat.

But I didn't expect this man to do something unexpected by Fang Yu again.

Fang Yu was still choosing what coat to wear in his room, when Fang's mother knocked on the door.

Because it was Xiaoyue's birthday a few days ago, Fang Yu went back to his home again and stayed for a few days by the way.

Mother Fang: "Yuyu, your Uncle Zhong's son is here."

Fang Yu hurriedly put on the one he had been hesitating about before: "Come on, come on."

Fang's mother saw him bouncing down the steps downstairs, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are you so happy."

Fang Yu glanced at Zhong Lan who was waiting aside, and pretended to be reserved: "It's okay."

The two bid farewell to their mother and left the villa.

Zhong Lan drove here by herself, without bringing anyone with her.So he was the one who drove the car when we went to his house.Fang Yu followed into the co-pilot and fastened his seat belt obediently.

"..." Zhong Lan watched his series of actions and sighed secretly, it seemed that the chance for her to imitate the fat and tender love in the TV series was gone.

Fang Yu looked at him and noticed that he seemed a little disappointed: "?"

Zhong Lan shook her head with a smile and started the car.

While waiting for the red light, Zhong Lan tilted her head and asked him, "Are there any taboos?"

Fang Yu looked at the sky, thought about his picky eating habits, and said, "No, everything is fine."

"I didn't expect you to be able to cook." Fang Yu said

When the red light time is up, the car restarts.

Zhong Lan: "It's not good to eat takeaway all the time. So I taught myself how to cook. My skills are pretty good."

Fang Yu smiled and said, "Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

The place where Zhong Lan lives is not far from Fang Yu's house, about half an hour away.

Fang Yu knew that in his community, Anbao was very worthy of his housing price.It is a very good choice for stars.

Fang Yu followed Zhong Li into the elevator, and there were only the two of them in the not so spacious space.The smooth surface reflected the figures of two people who were neither close nor far away.Fang Yu looked down at the tip of his shoe in a disguised manner, and moved it left and right.The distance between the two people is getting closer.

With a 'ding' sound, the elevator arrived.

Fang Yu regained his composure, and followed Zhong Li out of the elevator.

Zhong Lan unlocked it with her fingerprint, and the door opened in response: "Come in."

The whole living room is in warm colors, which is beyond Fang Yu's expectation.

Zhong Lan brought him a pair of disposable slippers, and walked into the bedroom while taking off his coat: "Sit whatever you want."

Fang Yu changed into his slippers and followed in, looking around.

Next to the sofa in the living room are two lazy sofas, both of which are sky blue.There are all kinds of small and exquisite cute ornaments in the corner, in short, it feels very warm to him.

Zhong Lan came out of the bedroom and had already changed into a set of home clothes.An off-white loose top and gray trousers look very comfortable.

Fang Yu looked at himself calmly, and pursed his lips.

Zhong Lan entered the semi-open kitchen and asked him, "What do you want to drink?"

Fang Yu followed in: "It's all fine."

Zhong Lan brought him a glass of orange juice: "Go and sit down first, I'll call you when the meal is ready."

"..." Fang Yu picked the cup that was handed to him, hesitated for a while and said, "Let me help!"

"Huh?" Zhong Lan looked at him.

"Although I don't know how to cook, I can still be a helper."

Zhong Lan rolled up her sleeves, raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh? Then come."

Fang Yu drank the orange juice in a few sips and followed into the kitchen, even the strands of hair that floated looked happy.

After entering the kitchen, a potato was stuffed in Fang Yu's hand, and his task was to peel the potato.

Fang Yu squatted next to the trash can, with a potato in his left hand and a peeler in his right.

Zhong Lan took the time to glance at the small group squatting there, with a smile in her eyes.

"Haven't you thought about learning how to cook?" Zhong Lan asked him suddenly.

"Huh?" Fang Yu looked back at him, and replied, "No, it's really difficult to cook."

Zhong Lan: "It's not difficult. Just follow the steps step by step."

"Then, what is a big fire called a big fire, and a small fire called a small fire? How much is a little salt and a little vinegar? How much is the right amount?" Fang Yu continued, "And how many grams? A few grams, do I have to take a scale next to me when I make a meal? This is too troublesome."

Zhong Lan couldn't laugh or cry: "You are right."

"Then do you always eat takeaway?"

"Isn't there you?"

"..." Fang Yu felt a little guilty after finishing speaking.After all, even if the two are friends, this sentence is somewhat too intimate.

The two of them are not living together in a co-rental relationship, so what if Zhong Li can cook, after all, he is a public figure who is so busy every day, even if he has time, it is unlikely that he will cook for Fang Yu .

"..." Fang Yu peeled a piece of potato hard and got angry.

Zhong Lan looked soft-hearted from behind, reached out to take the potatoes in his hand and the two that had already been peeled, and said, "You are right."

"After all, for a family, it's enough for one person to know how to cook." The man didn't wait for Fang Yu to reply, he turned his head and took the potatoes to wash, washed and cut them, anyway, he didn't care about Fang Yu.

Fang Yu was still squatting on the spot, the tips of his ears slowly turning red.

Ever since we ate at a Sichuan restaurant, the two of them had somewhat to talk about, with only a layer of paper between them.

But many times it is often because of this piece of paper that it takes a long time for a young couple to communicate with each other.

Fang Yu always felt that it would take a while for the two of them to talk about it completely, at least not today.

However, he spoke too fast, and Zhong Lan obviously chose to treat his words as some over-the-top joke between friends, and just smiled and passed on.

But he didn't.

He also... said something even more extreme!Now the right to choose is in Fang Yu's hands. If he pretends not to hear, the two of them will have to dawdle for a long time. If he responds, there will be two less singles in this world.

Fang Yu wanted to understand, stood up and walked to Zhong Lan's side.

"Zhong Lan."

"Huh?" Zhong Lan continued to chop vegetables without changing her expression.

"Do you like me?"

Zhong Lan didn't speak, but smiled.He put down the things in his hands, washed his hands, wiped them off, and turned to face Fang Yu.

Fang Yu: "?"

Before Fang Yu could figure out what his series of actions meant, he was suddenly wrapped around his waist, his lips were cold and soft.

Ah, Zhong Lan kissed him.

So what does he mean by that? Is he just admitting it?

So what are the two of them now? Are they just falling in love?

Zhong Lan hugged and kissed him for an unknown amount of time, and finally let him go.

After being let go, Fang Yu calmed down, stared at the person and asked, "Have you filmed a lot of kissing scenes?"

Zhong Lan laughed at being asked, but she didn't let go of her arms around his waist, and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"Sure enough! Such a good kiss!" Fang Yu grabbed his neck, but he didn't use any force.

Zhong Lan embraced the man and kissed again, and said, "No, even if there is, I'm borrowing a seat. Don't worry, your boyfriend is very clean."

Fang Yu thought about the TV series or movie cuts he watched, but he didn't think of seeing a kiss scene, so he felt relieved.But he still insisted: "I didn't let you take pictures, I just asked... I'm not that overbearing."

"Yeah." Zhong Lan smoothed his hair, "I know."

The two hugged each other for a while, and Zhong Lan finally let him go and started cooking.

His cooking skills are really good, to the extent that Fang Yu, who ate a bowl of rice at home, ate two bowls.

With enough water and food, Fang Yu paralyzed on the beanbag sofa with the piggy doll in his arms, feeling sleepy.After Zhong Lan packed up and came over, she almost fell asleep.

So Fang Yu, who was in a daze, was tricked into going to bed, and changed into comfortable home clothes (Zhong Lan's) by the way.

But Zhong Lan was not that kind of person, she just took a nap with her in her arms, and Fang Yu felt a little regretful when she woke up.

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