wood, bring me here

Qin Shaoyang's expression changed: "An'an, how can you say that about me, I'm your husband..."

Li An raised his eyebrows: "What about your husband? You don't know this, I'm teaching you!"

"Then you can tell me well, yes, I am a country bumpkin, I don't understand romance, and I am not smart. But I have already done what you asked, and I want to try my best to make you feel that I am treating you well. You are satisfied..."

While talking, the phone rang.

Li An got up to answer the phone: "Hello... what... I see, I'll be right over..."

Putting down the phone, Li An picked up his clothes and went out.

"Where are you going?"

"The company has something to do, don't wait for me."

After speaking, Li An closed the door.

Qin Shaoyang sat alone at the dining table, looking at the dishes on the table with an indifferent expression.

Today is the one-year anniversary of my marriage with Li An.

I still remember that when he first met Li An, he didn't have any feelings for the other party.

Even if she often came to eat at his place, he only regarded the other party as an ordinary guest, but he didn't expect that the other party had already secretly promised him.

Later, the two gradually got acquainted, and Li An got his phone number from somewhere, and asked him out to play.

Later, when someone secretly told him that Li An liked him, Qin Shaoyang was stunned.

I have always thought that I am introverted, not good at words, and have nothing but good cooking skills.Li An is lively, beautiful, and so outstanding. There are not a few people who pursue her, but why did she just fall in love with herself?

At that time, Qin Shaoyang was really flattered.

Later, Li An's colleague told herself that she liked him for being honest and honest.And Li An is indeed very kind to him, no one is so kind to him except his father.

Perhaps moved by Li An's passionate pursuit, Qin Shaoyang became the other party's boyfriend in such a muddled way, and soon married her.

However, the life after marriage is what I don't want. The disagreement in personality leads to disharmony in the marriage. In addition, Li An is busy with work, so he treats this house as a restaurant and dormitory, and keeps saying that he doesn't care about her.

Now, I try my best to please her, but what I get is still disgusting, preaching, how long will this kind of life last...

A few traces of darkness appeared on the tough face, and he slowly raised his head. He looked at the clock on the wall, and unconsciously, a face somewhat similar to Li An appeared in front of him.

It's all over, I don't know if he has eaten?

Li Jie returned home, turned on the light, put on slippers, and walked into the house.

The house was empty. At this time in the past, as long as I went home by myself, I could always smell the aroma of food, and I could also see someone busy in and out of the kitchen.

But today, this man returned to his home.

Looking at the clean and tidy kitchen, Li Jie felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

However, in a flash, the disappointment in his eyes disappeared, and instead showed a bit of disdain.

So what without that piece of wood?Didn't he starve to death without him?

Tonight, I will cook a few special dishes by myself, and reward myself well.

Li Jie put on an apron, opened the refrigerator, took out a piece of meat, and put it on the cutting board.

The frozen meat was cold and hard. Li Jie held a knife in his hand and cut it for a long time before he managed to cut some shredded meat.

After cutting the shredded meat, he took out the vegetables soaked in water and chopped them into pieces.

By the time he finished his work, his stomach was already empty.

Rubbing his empty stomach, Li Jie turned on the stove, put a pot on it, and poured an appropriate amount of oil.

When the oil in the pot is heated, white smoke comes out, and the air is filled with the smell of oily smoke.

Li Jie poured the shredded pork in, and immediately made a "stinging" sound, followed by splashes of hot oil.

"hiss."

Li Jie couldn't dodge in time, a drop of oil accidentally splashed on the back of his hand.

He hurriedly put his hands under the faucet and rinsed them for a while, but he didn't notice that the shredded pork was still in the pot.

It wasn't until a burning smell came out of the pot that I remembered that I hadn't turned off the gas.

Throwing the burnt shredded meat into the trash can, Li Jie felt a little aggrieved looking at the red back of his hand.

It was all that piece of wood. If he hadn't left, he wouldn't have been scalded by hot oil like this.

Now I'm tired and hungry, and the food has been spoiled, so I'm going to eat takeaway again tonight.

Curling his lips unhappily, Li Jie untied his apron and walked to the living room.

Just picked up the phone to order takeaway, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then the sound of taking out the keys.

Just as Li Jie was wondering, the closed door was opened from the outside.

Seeing the man standing at the door, Li Jie was taken aback.

Before he could recover, the man closed the door and walked in a few steps: "Brother, I'm here."

Looking into the man's black eyes, Li Jie's heart seemed to be gently pulled.

I thought this piece of wood would not come back tonight, but unexpectedly he came?

Wait, what are you thinking?Why should he be moved when he comes back?

Li Jie was baffled by his own reaction.

Seeing the man approaching, he said angrily, "Aren't you in An'an? What are you doing here?"

The man was a little embarrassed, so he had to use Li An as an excuse: "Brother, An An is worried about you, so she asked me to come and cook for you. Have you eaten?"

I thought he was so kind that he would think of coming back to cook for himself. After a long time, it turned out that it was An An's intention.

Glancing at the man coldly, Li Jiela said with a long face, "The food is spoiled, so I poured it out."

"I gonna go see."

When Qin Shaoyang walked into the kitchen, a burnt smell came over his face.

Frowning slightly, he stepped forward to check.

The pot on the stove was dark, and there were chopped tomatoes next to it. The red juice spread on the cutting board, and the shape was horrible.

With a wry smile helplessly, Qin Shaoyang put on his apron, washed his hands and started cooking.

On the other side of the living room, Li Jie took out the burn ointment from the medicine box, opened it and took some out.

Just as he was about to smear it on the wound, the man ran out: "Brother, shall I make you pasta?"

"Ok?"

Li Jie was distracted, and his fingernail scratched the burnt place, causing him to gasp in pain.

"Brother what happened to you?"

"fine."

Enduring the pain, Li Jie applied the ointment to the reddened skin.

Qin Shaoyang leaned over: "What's wrong with your hand?"

"I was scalded by oil, it's not because no one cooks for me."

Li Jie grunted softly, put the ointment back into the medicine box, but the man grabbed his wrist.

"What are you doing?"

Li Jie was dissatisfied with being caught with his hand, and wanted to shake off the opponent's hand.

"let me see."

The man's gloomy voice came from above his head, he carefully looked at the burned part on the back of Li Jie's hand and said, "It's okay, it's nothing serious."

Li Jie was stared at by the man's concerned eyes, feeling uncomfortable, he quickly withdrew his hand: "Such a small injury is nothing at all."

The man stared at Li Jie's profile, and said apologetically, "Brother, I'm sorry."

Li Jie was stunned, feeling that the man's apology was very inexplicable: "What?"

"If it wasn't for me, your hands wouldn't be burned."

The slender eyebrows are slightly raised, when did this piece of wood become so talkative?

The man has never been able to speak, but the words that came out of that mouth today made Li Jie's heart beat faster more than once.

Having said that, I wouldn't forgive him easily for saying that.

The exquisite chin was raised slightly, and Li Jie's eyes showed a little indifference: "It has nothing to do with you, this is my own business."

The man whispered, "Brother."

After meeting the man's eyes full of guilt and concern, Li Jie's heart skipped a beat, and the previous dissatisfaction seemed to have disappeared.

But his mouth is still strong and sharp: "Didn't you say you want to make pasta, I'm starving to death, go!"

"it is good."

After eating, it was nearly nine o'clock, and seeing the man was still cleaning in the kitchen, Li Jie walked over in a strange way: "I'll do it."

"It's okay bro, I'll be fine soon, you're injured, you'd better go to rest."

Li Jie frowned: "I told you that it's a trivial matter, so it's so useless."

Before the man could speak, he grabbed the rag from the man's hand and wiped the tiles above the stove.

Qin Shaoyang stood beside him, watching Li Jie swaying in front of his eyes.

Staring at that focused back, Qin Shaoyang could hardly move his eyes.

Just like that, he stood quietly behind Li Jie without making a sound.

Suddenly, Li Jie found a small stain on the lower left corner.

He hurriedly leaned over, lowered his head slightly, and exposed the back of his neck.

The fair skin on the neck, under the yellowish light in the kitchen, exudes a pearly luster.

And Qin Shaoyang was standing right behind him.

Involuntarily looking at the beautiful back of the neck, his eyes moved down Li Jie's neck.

Under the white shirt, there was the thin back, the slender waist, and the two slender legs outlined by the light gray trousers, and the deep eyes were gradually stained with a strange color.

But Li Jie didn't notice the reaction of the man behind him. He rubbed the stain repeatedly, but he still couldn't remove it completely, and he became a little impatient.

"Tsk, what's going on."

"Brother, what's wrong?"

The man's voice sounded behind him, with a trace of imperceptible hoarseness.

Pointing at the smudge, Li Jie frowned: "No matter how much you wipe here, it won't be wiped off."

The man smiled and took out a bottle of kitchen cleaner from the cupboard: "Let me do it."

"Go back quickly, An An is still waiting."

Li Jie took the cleaner and sprayed it on the tiles, and the stains disappeared after wiping.

"It's okay, An'an is not at home, it's not too late to go back after I finish cleaning."

"Isn't today your anniversary? Why isn't she here?"

The man turned his back to Li Jie, with sad eyes: "She has something to do, so she left after eating."

"Oh."

Li Jie scrubbed the rag and continued to work.

I don't know when the man left. Anyway, when Li Jie finished cooking, there was no one in the house.

Opening his mouth and yawning, he scratched his head and went back to his room to sleep.

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