I rely on survival to save the villain boss [Wearing Book]

The aunt Tan Qing invited? After delivering the meal to Gu Yan, she left? Except for breakfast, lunch and dinner and cleaning at a fixed time, Tan Qing generally does not allow? How long? Time.

But fortunately, the aunt had already prepared the ingredients for dinner before she left.

In just 10 minutes, Fu Mingchao prepared two dishes and one soup.Compared with the stewed chicken with hard vegetables, carrots, roasted meat and mushrooms made by the housekeeping aunt, the pork slices with wild pepper and shredded potatoes with vinegar made by Fu Mingchao are much fresher.

When the dishes and soup were brought to the table, Gu Yan was already sitting in front of the dining table. Looking at the dishes on the table without squinting, he couldn't help but lick his lower lip.

He didn't feel hungry at first, but now, when Gu Yan looked at the two dishes, one soup and rice for two nights that Fu Mingchao put on the table, the water that he had poured into his stomach seemed to be disappearing. At this moment, he was churning, and his stomach was constantly burning, causing waves of vomiting.

When Fu Mingchao finally came out of the kitchen, he brought chopsticks and a spoon. He took out a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Gu Yan. After noticing Gu Yan's pale face, Fu Ming handed over the chopsticks. His hands froze in mid-air, and his voice unconsciously showed some worry: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, maybe you cooked it at the same table? The food is so delicious, it hooked out the gluttonous worms in my stomach."

Gu Yan tried his best to suppress the strong feeling of vomiting. He took the chopsticks from Fu Mingchao's hand and took the lead in picking up a chopstick of potato shreds and put it into his mouth. His eyes showed a slightly satisfied look. : "It's delicious, it's crispier than my aunt's potato shreds!"

Seeing someone move his chopsticks, Fu Ming finally let go of his originally raised heart. He sat on a chair and took a sip of rice with the spicy flavor of shredded sansho pepper:

"As long as you like it?"

"I like it, when did you learn to cook at the same table?" Gu Yan chewed the potato shreds for a while, stared at Fu Mingchao with his cheeks puffed out, and asked in a slurred sentence. .

The hot and sour taste combined with the crispy taste, if it was normal, Gu Yan could eat two bowls of rice with just this plate of shredded potatoes.

But now, Gu Yan only felt that the burning sensation in his stomach was getting stronger and stronger, and there was a faint tendency to rush to his throat. He picked up the water glass on the table and took another sip before filling his mouth. Swallow the shredded potatoes in it? Go down.

"What you learned before," Fu Mingchao was halfway through speaking, and when he saw Gu Yan take a sip of water, he stopped talking, his eyes darkened a little, and asked in a low voice:

"Is it bad? Eat?"

Just as Gu Yan wanted to explain something, the sourness in his stomach mixed with the water he had just drank rushed into his throat again.

He quickly covered his mouth and got up, and rushed into the toilet as fast as he could.

Hearing the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, Fu Ming got up early and put away the vegetables on the table.

Gu Yan vomited all over the sink by the sink, until it finally turned into retching, and the burning sensation in his stomach eased a little. Gu Yan stood by the sink and waited again. After a while, after making sure that I really didn't have any signs of retching, I rinsed my mouth twice and washed my face again.

When I returned to the living room, there was no food on the table, only the smell of rice soup came from the kitchen.Not long after, Fu Mingchao came out of the kitchen with a bowl of white rice porridge in his hand.

It said it was porridge, but it seemed more like rice soup, because Gu Yan wasn't there? How many grains of rice did you see in that bowl.

Fu Mingchao put the bowl in front of Gu Yan, and brought a small spoon for him by the way. After finishing all this, he didn't sit down immediately, but stood by Gu Yan's side , looked down at the other party's pale lips, and frowned slightly: "Drink the porridge first?"

"Well, I'll be fine in a while..." Gu Yan responded with a very soft voice while pinching the spoon. Due to vomiting, his voice was already hoarse and he couldn't speak. Even the sound of answering was just a short breath.

"After drinking, I'll take you to the hospital." Fu Mingqian stared at Gu Yan's drooping eyelashes, as if he didn't hear the other party's words, and issued a final ultimatum.

Gu Yan heard that the person who drank the rice soup in his hand used his spoon to draw a circle in the bowl, making a crisp sound of colliding with the porcelain bowl, and replied in a stiff tone:

"I'm not going? Did you say? I'm fine. Don't go to the hospital."

The nearest hospital to their home is the one where Song Xiang lives? That private hospital, it's only four o'clock in the afternoon. When I'm not sure if Song Xiang was taken by Fu Wenhan to go through the discharge procedures, Gu Yan didn't know I don't want Fu Mingchao to have a chance encounter with Fu Wenhan in the hospital, even if the chance of this encounter is very small.

After saying this sentence, the two of them fell into the second silence of the day. Only then did Gu Yan realize how bad the tone of his sentence just now was.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Fu Mingchao's hand resting on his leg, his fingertips were still a little red, it was scalded when he was serving a bowl.

Gu Yan silently picked up the bowl and drank the warm rice soup in one gulp. It was still uncomfortable? His stomach felt better immediately: "Really? It's okay, I don't want to go to the hospital... ..”

"You're definitely going to get an injection? My deskmate." Gu Yan took out a tissue and covered his mouth, and looked up at Fu Mingchao who was standing next to him, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

Fu Mingchao: "..."

Whenever Gu Yan spoke in such a pitiful tone, Fu Mingchao felt that his heart seemed to be soaked in warm water, a little numb and a little hot.

In the earliest days, Gu Yan used this kind of tone and expression, standing at the door of the hotel, with crystal drops of water hanging on his hair and eyelashes, and the ends of his eyes are the same as now With a little bit of red, as if he had just cried? He raised his umbrella on tiptoe, and asked him in a soft voice if he wanted to go home together.

How did he come back then??

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Fu Ming stopped the picture of Gu Yan being soaked by the rain in his mind, and finally compromised and asked.

Gu Yan knew that the hospital was considered useless. He went there, and he felt relieved. A lot:

"Preserved egg and lean pork porridge!"

As Gu Yan said, seeing Fu Mingchao nodded his head, he took out a one-night vacation for the housekeeping aunt.

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After dinner, Gu Yan sat in front of the desk for three full hours without turning over a single page in the physics exercise book in front of him. Fu Mingchao sat on the lazy sofa next to the closet , holding the ego and the earth altar in his hand.

Dim yellow light scattered from the small desk lamp on Gu Yan's desk, coincided with the light from the floor lamp Fu Ming turned towards, and evenly scattered on both of them.

"At the same table, is it ten o'clock? Are you... sleepy?" Gu Yan raised his head for the sixth time, his face full of lovelessness.

The "physics questions" on the table, Gu Yan can't understand any of them now, his mind is full of the desserts and mutton soup that he asked Tan Jing to bring back, and the porridge in his stomach has been digested? It's almost done.

"not sleepy."

Fu Mingchen closed the book, took out the mobile phone that vibrated twice in his pocket, and after reading the news, Fu Ming stared blankly at Gu Yan face to face, and asked in a deep voice:

"Why didn't you tell me you didn't have enough for dinner?"

With an empty stomach, Gu Yan replied with words against his will: "Are you full..."

In order not to make himself hungry too quickly at night, Gu Yan specially drank an extra bowl of porridge at night, but the porridge was still digested very quickly in his stomach.

Fu Ming gave him a meaningful look, said a few words "wait for me" in a calm voice, and then walked out of the room.

Not long after, Gu Yan heard the sound of opening and closing the door from downstairs in his house.

A few minutes later, Fu Ming pushed open the door of Gu Yan's room with a dessert bag in his left hand and a cup of nut milk tea in his right.

"..."

Gu Yan was a little lost in thought. Looking at the small cake in Fu Mingchao's hand, he couldn't figure out why the small cake he asked for at Tan Jing's place appeared in Fu Mingchao's hand.

Fu Ming walked up to Gu Yan and put the things in his hand on the desk. As if he had seen through the doubts in his heart, he said calmly: "Aunt Tan said that she has to work overtime at night, maybe Will you be back? It’s late, so I called first? Flash delivery, and the snacks you want are delivered.”

"This, this?... I don't know why I suddenly got hungry just now? I want to eat the small cakes from the dessert shop in front of the school, so I asked my aunt to bring me some..." Gu Yan was a little far-fetched? Explained, couldn't help it Immediately raised his hand and touched his own nose.

"Let's eat." Fu Mingchao finished the things, forked it, and brought a small piece of croissant to Gu Yan's mouth.

Gu Yan is not surprised by this kind of feeding? He opened his mouth and took it? The piece of bread? He said inarticulately: "Let's eat together, at the same table, my aunt bought a lot?"

There are indeed a lot, full? A big bag of small cakes, and Fu Mingchao's favorite? Coconut milk recipes.

Tan Jing had considered it when she was ordering. When Gu Yan communicated with Fu Wenhan in the hospital, he seemed to have a "calm look" that was different from ordinary high school students.

She was worried that Gu Yan was only superficially calm, but he was playing tricks on himself in his heart, so she specially asked Fu Ming to go to his house to watch Gu Yan. The cake, bread, and bread were also bought for two people.

After the two of them settled the bag of small cakes, they went to wash up.

After finishing all this, Gu Yan quickly got into his bed, fearing that Fu Ming would take him to write physics problems again.From the time he finished dinner to the time he got the small cake, Fu Mingchao had already stared at the physics problem for three hours at the desk.

Fu Mingchao didn't say anything about it, but deftly opened Gu Yan's unused wardrobe, took out two thick quilts from it, and spread them on the carpet.

Gu Yan was wrapped in a quilt, with only two eyes exposed, looking at Fu Ming? Zhao Naming? The posture was obviously about to hit the floor, with a surprised expression on his face: "At the same table, are you sleeping at my house tonight??"

"Well, Aunt Tan said she was worried and asked me to keep an eye on you tonight." Fu Mingchao dusted the pillow twice before putting it on the quilt, and replied absent-mindedly.

Gu Yan was speechless for a moment when Fu Ming responded to these words. He was silent for a few seconds before he opened his mouth and said, "...my bed is quite big, why don't we sleep together."

As soon as the words were spoken, Gu Yan's originally dim eyesight became even darker. Fu Ming was standing next to the bed in another set of small shark pajamas wearing Gu Yan's, covering his eyes. part of the light source.

The light from the desk lamp on the desk diffused from behind him, casting a faint shadow on Gu Yan's face. Fu Ming lowered his eyes and stared at the number of people with dark eyes for a few seconds. Also dumb? Two points:

"OK."

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