drunk oxygen

Pei Yan really oversimplified the matter of cooking. He put down his words and asked Xie Xinghe to order, and Xie Xinghe actually ordered. He didn't ask Xie Xinghe to help. After working in the kitchen for more than an hour, I was sweating profusely, but the dishes I made in the end were horrible.

The two stood together at the dining table, staring at the two plates on the table.

Xie Xinghe pointed to one of the charred dishes, "What is this?"

Pei Yan said in a low voice, "Green pepper fried pork."

"What about this one?" Xie Xinghe pointed to the other one, "Spicy fried clams?"

Pei Yan frowned tightly, as if he was very unwilling to admit it, "Yes."

Xie Xinghe looked at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled, and went to the refrigerator to get the ketchup left here last time.

Pei Yan clicked his tongue, grabbed his hand and said, "Don't eat, let's take you out to eat."

"It's one o'clock," Xie Xinghe said, "I'm hungry, don't worry about it."

Pei Yan sat down with great resistance, and picked up a piece of green pepper with great disgust, put it to his mouth for a long time, but did not eat it for a long time.

Xie Xinghe over there had already eaten a few mouthfuls without changing his face, Pei Yan worried: "Can I eat it? Stop eating it."

"It's almost the same as what I did." Xie Xinghe said.

He glanced at Pei Yan with a smile and said, "Eat it, it's not poisonous."

Pei Yan still ate this meal with ketchup, barely ate a few mouthfuls of food, most of which were eaten by Xie Xinghe.

After dinner, Xie Xinghe was going to wash the dishes, but Pei Yan said regretfully, "I'll do it."

Xie Xinghe raised his eyebrows, "You cook, shouldn't I wash the dishes?"

"It's too unpalatable," Pei Yan said, "I'll do it."

He frowned and took another sip of water, feeling that there was still sand in his mouth.

Xie Xinghe didn't argue with him, Pei Yan put the bowl and chopsticks into the sink, "Xinghe, we are really not suitable for cooking."

Xie Xinghe turned around and went to the living room, pretending not to hear.

After Pei Yan cleaned up the kitchen, he asked Xie Xinghe loudly, "Do you want some fruit?"

No one should.

"Xinghe? Do you want some fruit?" Pei Yan looked around the house, but found no one.

Finally he walked to the bathroom door, "Xinghe? Are you in the bathroom?"

Xie Xinghe responded, and Pei Yan continued to ask: "Do you want some fruit?"

Xie Xinghe gritted his teeth and said, "Can you stop asking this at the toilet door?"

Pei Yan smiled, "What's the matter, I didn't let you eat in the toilet."

Xie Xinghe didn't say whether to eat or not, Pei Yan went to wash him some fruit, Xie Xinghe came out of the toilet after a while, Pei Yan was replying to the message, just raised his head to signal, "Eat the fruit."

Xie Xinghe sat next to him, hugged ketchup into his arms, "I don't want to eat it."

Pei Yan was busy, so he just said casually: "Then eat later."

Xie Xinghe frowned, feeling his stomach hurt more and more, he glanced at Pei Yan beside him, and was still replying messages.

"Pei Yan." Xie Xinghe called him.

"Ok?"

"Don't cook in the future." Xie Xinghe said.

Pei Yan laughed twice, touched his leg with one hand, and kept his eyes fixed on the screen, "Don't make it yourself in the future, it's not as delicious as yours."

Not only that, Xie Xinghe thought, at least what I did was not poisonous.

He pressed hard on his stomach with one hand, stood up and went to the toilet again.

Pei Yan found out only a few minutes later, and he said strangely, "Honey, did you go to the bathroom again?"

He put down his phone, walked outside the toilet and knocked on the door, "Xinghe?"

There was the sound of flushing water inside, and after a while Xie Xinghe opened the door, Pei Yan noticed that his face was not very good, "What's the matter? Stomach discomfort?"

Xie Xinghe covered his stomach and said in a low voice, "Did you poison yourself..."

Pei Yan was worried at first, and he couldn't laugh or cry when he heard him say that. He supported Xie Xinghe and said, "Did I eat bad stomach? Then why am I fine..."

Xie Xinghe glanced at him coldly, "I ate it all."

He was helped by Pei Yan to the edge of the bed and sat down, with his arms across his stomach, he bent down and pressed hard.

Pei Yan turned around in a hurry, "Where's the medicine? What kind of medicine should I take?"

Xie Xinghe lowered his head and said the name of the medicine.

"Okay, I'll look for it for you."

Pei Yan rummaged through the medicine drawer. He seldom got sick, so he didn't have any medicine at home, not the medicine Xie Xinghe mentioned.

Pei Yan returned to Xie Xinghe's side again, knelt down and touched his face, "Honey, I don't have one at home, do you have one at your house?"

Xie Xinghe was so painful that his forehead was sweating a little, Pei Yan patted him on the back in a daze, Xie Xinghe said after a while: "It doesn't seem like... go out and buy."

Pei Yan was not at ease, "Then you..."

"It's okay," Xie Xinghe looked up at him, "It's not poisoned, go quickly."

Pei Yan was helpless, "When are you still joking..."

He hugged Xie Xinghe and said, "Let me help you lie down first."

"No need," Xie Xinghe changed his position, "Maybe I have to go to the bathroom later..."

"Then I'll be right back, call me if you need anything."

"Ah."

Pei Yan ran all the way back, but the security guard thought something urgent had happened and asked if he could call an ambulance for him.

Pei Yan actually thought for two seconds before saying, "No need for now."

He rushed into the bedroom as soon as he got home, and turned back to the bathroom door when he saw that no one was there, "Xinghe, the medicine is back."

Xie Xinghe didn't know if Pei Yan had dropped his head while buying the medicine, he endured the pain and said speechlessly: "What's the use of telling me now, wait until I get out..."

Pei Yan hurriedly went to the kitchen to boil water again, and when Xie Xinghe came out, he had already mixed the water, handed over the medicine and said, "Take it quickly."

Xie Xinghe took the medicine, and leaned on the sofa with some exhaustion. Pei Yan wiped his sweat with distress, "The face is pale."

Xie Xinghe glanced at him, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Pei Yan said, "I eat less."

His complexion was also very bad, and he blamed himself: "I am really sick to allow you to eat, so I should go out to eat."

"Come here," Xie Xinghe said, "Let me hang around for a while."

Pei Yan lent him his shoulder, Xie Xinghe bent over, put his forehead on his shoulder, and still pressed his hand on his stomach.

Pei Yan kept stroking his arched back and asked in a low voice, "Is it better?"

Xie Xinghe didn't make a sound, Pei Yan picked up the water glass on the table, "Drink some more hot water, see if it feels better."

Xie Xinghe took a few sips from his hand, Pei Yan wiped the corners of his mouth for him, Xie Xinghe looked at his expression, and said flatly: "It's just diarrhea, it's not poisoning... Are you really poisoned? "

Pei Yan kissed him hard on the lips, frowned and said, "Damn it, I love you so much."

As soon as he said this, both of them were stunned for a while. Pei Yan cleared his throat and was about to change the subject when the phone rang.

He didn't even look at it and quickly picked it up, "Hello."

Deng Rong's voice came from over there, "Your Aunt Peng's restaurant has been booked, come and have dinner tonight."

Pei Yan instantly regretted answering the call.

Xie Xinghe put his head on his shoulder again, and Pei Yan pinched the back of his neck comfortingly, "Mom, I really can't go, I ate something bad at noon, and I have diarrhea all the time."

Pei Yan is not a glib person, and he rarely cheats on her, so Deng Rong paused and said, "Is it serious? Are you going to the hospital?"

"It's not to the point of going to the hospital," Pei Yan said, "It's just really uncomfortable, so I won't pass it at night."

"Okay, then you should pay more attention to rest, and pay attention to eating next time, and don't always order takeaway."

"Well, okay, I see."

Pei Yan hung up the phone, fearing that Xie Xinghe would be unhappy, he quickly kissed him on the face, his tone softened, "I'm sure I won't go, I'll stay with you at home, how is it? Does it still hurt?"

Xie Xinghe closed his eyes, and said with a smile: "The face changes very quickly."

Pei Yan clicked his tongue, "Ask you, does it still hurt?"

Xie Xinghe sighed, "The food I make myself is unpalatable enough, but I didn't expect that what you made is not only unpalatable, but also poisonous."

"Isn't it my first time cooking, I can't make it through," Pei Yan pretended to be aggressive, "I don't think you hurt enough."