madness into madness

, It's not easy to control, only you know your feelings best, if you don't care, it will only add to the chaos.

Time always passed very slowly while waiting, and when he heard Fei Yu's plane arrive at the airport, he immediately stood up, and the bag of things in his hand rattled.

The crowd poured out, he stood on tiptoe to search among the crowd, his eyes passed one person after another, there were couples snuggling up to each other, some tourists in a company, and some alone like Tang Feiyu, but none of these people was Tang Feiyu.

finally!He saw the familiar figure.

The soft black hair was covered under the blue peaked cap, the beautiful eyes were blocked by the thick sunglasses, even the pretty face was half covered by the big sunglasses, but even so he recognized it at a glance , with a detached temperament, even if he is in the crowd and does nothing, he is the most eye-catching one.

"Hey, here." Without thinking, Hou Qingjie waved at the person who was dazzling even in the crowd.

All kinds of voices were mixed, and Hou Qingjie's voice was not so loud when it reached Tang Feiyu's ears, but Tang Feiyu also looked towards Hou Qingjie as if he had a heart, and the smile on his mouth was the biggest, Tang Feiyu also raised his hand and passed Hou Qingjie all the way. Come on, I bumped into a few people along the way, and I didn't realize that I was scolded.

"How long have you been here?" Tang Feiyu wanted to take off his glasses but was stopped by Hou Qingjie, "There are too many people here, go to the car." After taking the luggage in Tang Feiyu's hand, the two walked out of the airport holding hands. A curious look, but the two of them didn't seem to feel anything.

"You changed the car!" Tang Feiyu was surprised. He hadn't returned to China for a year, but Qingjie actually changed the car. It was still a good car, many times more high-end than the used car before.

"Yeah. You'll be despised if you always drive a broken car everywhere," a little embarrassed. To Tang Feiyu, he was always like a student in college, with shyness and persistence.

"Haha," Tang Feiyu laughed, "Your car should be changed, it will save face." After finishing speaking, he felt that it was not enough, so he added, "How can my Tang Feiyu's man be looked down upon by others." The voice was very small, and again Pouted, as if talking to himself.

Hou Qingjie smiled knowingly when he heard it, and pretended not to hear it, otherwise Fei Yu would blush again, and if he became angry, he would attack personally. As for what kind of personal attack, this is a secret of the husband and wife, and no ordinary person can spy on it, hehe.

"Put your things in the back seat." When Hou Qingjie took Tang Feiyu's luggage, Tang Feiyu also took over the large bag he was carrying, "I bought so many things, let's go back tonight and make some delicious food." In England This year, Tang Feiyu had nothing to do. In order to calm himself down, he learned cooking skills. After several months of training by Dr. James and his neighbors, he was full of confidence, and he could not conquer Hou Qingjie's stomach.

"Okay." Today, the production crew has a day off, and there is plenty of time. The two of them have special identities. Going out together is too eye-catching. Cooking together is the best choice.

"Go and buy some more ingredients, I'll be in charge." He didn't dare to eat Tang Feiyu's cooking, so he might as well take the head chef's seat by himself, but...

"I'll do it!" Tang Feiyu vowed, "You will definitely say it's delicious."

Hou Qingjie slipped his hand and closed the door with no effort. The car door was left open and closed again silently. Can he choose not to eat?

The two got into the car, Tang Feiyu sat in the passenger seat, thinking about his big meal plan, he still remembered the first time he made the sweet and sour fish Hou Qingjie couldn't swallow it but had to swallow it, all these hardships The purpose of practicing cooking is to impress Hou Qingjie.

Faced with Hou Qingjie's hesitation and hesitation all the way, Tang Feiyu was puzzled at first, but later he understood that this guy didn't believe him.

"Hou Qingjie! Don't always look at people with old eyes. My cooking skills have improved a lot! It's so delicious that you can swallow your tongue!" Gritting his teeth, Tang Feiyu wanted to bite Hou Qingjie's neck, this bastard!asshole!For you and me, it's hard cooking!

"In the past few months, I have painstakingly studied the recipes, and the better and better they are, even Mrs. Faith praised me." Tang Feiyu said proudly.Mrs. Firth is Tang Feiyu's neighbor in England. She used to be the head chef of a restaurant with a very picky taste. Now she has retired. Tang Feiyu once learned how to cook British dishes from her.

"Really?" Hou Qingjie questioned, driving the car and looking ahead, he couldn't see Tang Feiyu's face, but he could guess his darkened face, so he added another sentence to comfort him, "Then let's see how you behave today." .”

Sure enough, Tang Feiyu's anger that wanted to explode disappeared.

"Hmph, you'll know when you eat it." Looking very angry, Tang Feiyu was thinking about which ingredients to buy, and ignored Hou Qingjie.

After more than ten minutes, Hou Qingjie parked the car in front of a supermarket very close to his home, "Let's go buy ingredients, and don't forget to wear a hat."

"When is there a supermarket here?" Tang Feiyu covered his face with all the equipment, but he didn't wear sunglasses. Fortunately, it was winter, otherwise he would be regarded as a strange thing.

"Work will start when you leave, and it has been open for two months." After locking the car door, the two entered the supermarket together, "What ingredients should we buy?"

"Don't think about it, I've already thought about it, and I will definitely give you a meal that you will never forget." Tang Feiyu pushed the cart and walked in front, looking professional, "Choosing ingredients is very important. A large part of it lies in the ingredients, and good ingredients can be the best delicacy simply by handling them.”

Hou Qingjie followed behind him, a little dizzy looking at the dazzling array of ingredients. He never picks ingredients when he buys them, as long as he can eat them. It seems that his little heart has indeed learned a lot. Maybe he can have a meal tonight, no, two A good dinner, once at the table and once in bed.

"Hou Qingjie, are you listening?" There were a lot of things in the shopping cart, and Hou Qingjie was lost in thought.

"Ah!?" Startled, he was indeed not listening, except for the first few sentences.

Tang Feiyu stared at him, as if he was going to eat him. He looked cute, but the words he said were not cute, "Hou Qingjie, are you bothering me? Someone else?" With a threat, it seemed to say that if you Please, my uncle, if there is someone else, I will take care of you now.

"No, no, no," Hou Qingjie quickly denied with cold sweat streaming down his forehead, seeing Tang Feiyu's eyes widening, he continued to explain, "Really not, really not, there are enough things, I have done too much, my wife. We'll be tired, let's go back." The last words were whispered in Tang Feiyu's ear, and the hot and humid breath made Tang Feiyu blush.

"Yeah." Tang Feiyu was shy.

Haven't seen each other for a month and they really miss each other.

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Hoho, have you all given up writing? ?

chapter fifty-three: eat dinner!

Eating and drinking Lazard are the four major things in life.Tang Feiyu, who has practiced good cooking skills, is determined to let Hou Qingjie think about two bites after one bite, three bites after two bites, and a lifetime after three bites.

Hou Qingjie, who was full of ghosts, also wanted to let his dear heart eat once, think twice, eat twice, think three times, eat three times, think countless times.

In short, both of them wanted to eat, but the food they ate was different.

"Crack this egg, and it should go in one direction, don't stir it back and forth." Tang Feiyu was busy with his own work, and saw Hou Qingjie, who was swaying back and forth behind him, thought it was useless, so he brought a plate of eggs and put them on the table next to him , "Take it to the living room, the kitchen is too messy, and" Tang Feiyu stopped talking, picked up the eggbeater hanging on the wall and pointed at Hou Qingjie's nose, "No, want, beat, disturb, I, Cook, cook!" After finishing all the words this time, the egg beater was stuffed into Hou Qingjie's hands and continued to work on himself.

Hou Qingjie stood where he was, looking at the egg beater in his hand, and then at the eggs on the table. His mind was a little out of control. What's going on?

"Fei Yu," clearing his throat, Hou Qingjie let himself laugh harmlessly, but Tang Feiyu didn't look back at him at all, "It's only five o'clock, it's a bit early for dinner, let's do something else first."

"It's not early," Tang Feiyu put on the apron, the white apron was tied loosely, hanging down just above his buttocks, fluttering back and forth with his movements, and the small half of the apron left was directly on the buttocks .

"It takes a long time to prepare Western-style and Chinese-style. It doesn't look like you can just do it casually." Tang Feiyu skillfully sliced ​​the potato shreds, and Tang Feiyu was unambiguous. Hou Qingjie saw the thin slices of potatoes from behind. The ones are as thin and long as the ones eaten in the restaurant, and they must taste good in the mouth.

"Don't make a fuss, go crack the eggs." Tang Feiyu was a little impatient with Hou Qingjie's whining, so he had to bring the plate of eggs to him, "Be careful, don't get the egg shells inside when you crack the eggs."

Hou Qingjie had no choice but to bring a plate of eggs to the living room. He knew how to crack eggs, but is it time to crack eggs?They haven't seen each other for more than a month. Shouldn't they meet?It's not that he's not hungry on his own side, isn't it normal to not see him once a month?Why is his darling different from what most people think.

The eggs were slowly stirred. Hou Qingjie looked at Tang Feiyu who was busy in the kitchen with sad eyes. He didn't have a high EQ, so he met someone who was even lower.

"Are the eggs ready?" Hou Qingjie's melancholy was interrupted by the urging voice from the kitchen.

"Okay, okay," Hou Qingjie personally sent the whole egg that was well fused together in a glass container to the kitchen, "Honey, what else?"