drunk oxygen

Xie Xinghe still slept well that night. After he fell asleep, Pei Yan looked at the snoring tomato sauce squeezed between the two of them, and sighed inwardly.

Xie Xinghe was the first to wake up the next morning. It was raining outside and he couldn't walk the dog. His head still hurt a little, but this pain had been with him for too long and could basically be ignored.

When he came down yesterday, Xie Xinghe took his own toiletries and pajamas. He was used to flying around in hotels before, and he didn't find it inconvenient at Pei Yan's house. After washing up, he went into the kitchen and started making breakfast.

Because of insomnia, he often lay in bed until four or five in the morning before falling asleep, and often missed breakfast, so Xie Xinghe, who was able to make breakfast today, was very interested.

When Pei Yan opened his eyes in the morning, what he saw was not Xie Xinghe who was lying beside him, but the ketchup that was sticking out his tongue and almost kissed his face.

After waking up, Pei Yan quickly raised his head back, said "Bah" a few times, and said with disgust, "Why are you sleeping here? Rubbing my mouth......"

Seeing that he woke up, Tomato Sauce rolled towards him, and rolled directly into Pei Yan's arms, Pei Yan looked at it for a moment speechlessly, rubbed its stomach and said, "Don't be cute, do you think you are Xie Xinghe? "

Ketchup groaned on all fours, and Pei Yan slapped its buttocks, "I'm already up, hurry up and get down."

Tomato Sauce jumped off the bed and almost lost his footing because the floor was too slippery. Pei Yan laughed at it for a while, then pulled on his slippers and went out to find Xie Xinghe.

He saw Xie Xinghe in the kitchen, but he didn't realize that he was making breakfast at all, he just walked up to Xie Xinghe instinctively and hugged him.

Pei Yan's voice was still hoarse, and he asked in a low voice, "What time did you wake up?"

"Just woke up for a while."

Pei Yan nodded, closed his eyes and rubbed against his shoulder, yawned and said, "Is it raining all night, does your head still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Xie Xinghe said, his tone was really unrecognizable.

Pei Yan was relieved, and let Xie Xinghe turn his head and kissed him on the temple, "It's fine if it doesn't hurt, I'll go wash up first, the meal is ready, you..."

Pei Yan paused at this point, he let go of Xie Xinghe's arm, and glanced over his shoulder, "Are you making breakfast?"

"Ah."

"Aren't we...don't we go out to eat?"

Xie Xinghe raised his chin and motioned him to look out the window, "It's raining heavily."

"That's right...then what are you going to do?" Pei Yan's tone was almost cautious.

Xie Xinghe glanced at him, and said, "It's not fried rice with eggs."

Pei Yan cleared his throat, "Actually... I just don't like egg fried rice very much, and the egg fried rice you made that day was okay..."

"Really," Xie Xinghe lowered his head and continued chopping vegetables, "Then I'll make it for you another day, maybe you'll love it."

What does it mean to shoot yourself in the foot? Pei Yan didn't dare to say another word, and went to wash up very distressed.

·

Xie Xinghe made eggplant noodles. There was nothing in the refrigerator in Pei Yan's house, so he went up to get them specially, but in addition to eggplant, he also added garlic sprouts, bean sprouts, tomatoes and eggs as he wished.

When Pei Yan sat down at the dining table, his heart was quite heavy. He didn't know what blind box he would open today. Tomato sauce grabbed his leg and stood up to look at it. Pei Yan said in his heart: I will give you whatever you want.

Xie Xinghe put the prepared noodles in front of him, and Pei Yan carefully picked up a noodle with chopsticks, "Honey, I didn't see what kind of noodles you made."

"Eggplant noodles."

Pei Yan looked carefully again, "Where's the eggplant?"

"If it is cut small, it may be broken." Xie Xinghe said.

He stared at Pei Yan intently, Pei Yan had no choice but to take a bite of the noodles slowly, the noodles were cooked, not salty, and had no strange smell.

He was pleasantly surprised and said, "It's delicious."

Xie Xinghe took a sip himself, unlike Pei Yan who ate only one noodle, he ate a big mouthful with side dishes.

Then he got up and went to the refrigerator to get ketchup, but as soon as he opened the refrigerator door, he realized that this was Pei Yan's house and there was no ketchup.

When Pei Yan saw that he was going to get tomato sauce, he knew it was over. He tasted another garlic sprout, and it was salty and burnt.

Pei Yan didn't dare to try anything else, and turned to look at Xie Xinghe who was standing in front of the refrigerator.

Xie Xinghe looked at him for a few seconds, and said as he walked out, "I'll go up and get it."

Pei Yan quickly stood up and grabbed him, "Don't go."

Xie Xinghe stopped in his tracks, Pei Yan hesitated for a while, and said quickly, "Baby, you may not have much talent for cooking, or you should stop cooking by yourself in the future."

Xie Xinghe watched his expression getting colder and colder, and didn't make a sound.

Pei Yan didn't want to hit him either, but if he was really made to eat Xie Xinghe's cooking three times a day, he was afraid that he would spit it out in front of Xie Xinghe's face.

So he tried to reason with Xie Xinghe, "You see, you don't feel very tasty, so you will eat less, which is not good for your health, and drinking water while eating every time is not good for your stomach. Let's ask an aunt to do it."

Pei Yan thought that even a three-year-old child in front of him should understand, but Xie Xinghe just said coldly, "No."

Now Pei Yan's patience was exhausted, his face darkened, and he frowned and said, "Xie Xinghe, you... can you see if the food you make is edible?"

"I ate it, but I didn't die."

And this time he deliberately made it delicious.

Pei Yan took a deep breath, "But I really can't eat it."

"Then don't eat it." Xie Xinghe said coldly.

He went home to get ketchup, Pei Yan looked at the bowl of noodles on the table again, took his phone and started ordering takeaway.

He felt that he couldn't continue to follow Xie Xinghe in this matter. Xie Xinghe was only one year younger than him, and he was not a child who couldn't understand. As long as he could do something normal, Pei Yan would not It would be so embarrassing to directly say that it is unpalatable.

And Xie Xinghe ate these every day, Pei Yan was really afraid that he would make something wrong with his stomach.

When he ordered takeout, he also brought Xie Xinghe's portion, Xie Xinghe took the tomato sauce, and Pei Yan had already brought the two bowls of noodles to the kitchen.

Xie Xinghe looked at the empty dining table and asked, "Where are the noodles?"

Pei Yan said calmly, "Don't eat noodles, I ordered takeaway just now, and you can eat some with me."

Xie Xinghe's face was cold, "I said I don't eat takeaway."

Pei Yan sighed, walked up to him and touched his face, "Then can you give me a reason, why don't you eat takeaway?"

Xie Xinghe didn't speak, Pei Yan touched the ends of his eyes again, and rubbed his thumb lightly, "Look, you don't eat outside food at all, I'll take you to a noodle restaurant and breakfast shop, you can also eat, why takeaway No? Isn’t it just packing the food you eat in the store, what’s the difference?”

After Pei Yan said so much, Xie Xinghe still only replied, "I don't eat takeaway."

Pei Yan stared at Xie Xinghe's eyes and found that Xie Xinghe's eyes looking at him were cold and without warmth.

He suppressed his anger and said, "Then you eat noodles yourself, and I eat takeaway, that's fine."

He went to the kitchen and brought out Xie Xing and the bowl of noodles again, and put them heavily on the table, "If you have a stomachache after eating, just endure it, don't tell me."

After speaking, I sat on the sofa and watched my mobile phone waiting for takeaway.

Xie Xing and Li ignored him, and just squeezed the ketchup on the face. The ketchup smelled the ketchup, and stood up wagging its tail.

Xie Xinghe glanced at it, his tone softened, "Want to eat?"

Ketchup wagged its tail even faster, drooling with greed.

Xie Xinghe looked at Pei Yan and asked very naturally: "Can it eat tomato sauce?"

Pei Yan was really puzzled, did Xie Xinghe know that the two of them were arguing?

He looked down at his phone with a straight face, and said coldly, "No."

In fact, he didn't know if he could eat it, so he clicked on the browser and checked it. Some said it could and some said it couldn't. Pei Yan was very arbitrary, that is, it couldn't.

Just as he was about to quit, he suddenly paused with his fingertips and entered another line of words in the search box: [What happens if people eat tomato sauce every day]