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Chapter No.16 Cooking

72.

Time has entered midsummer, and the company's business is still growing steadily, but the feedback from customers is gradually increasing.

Wang Qian decided to upgrade the technology of existing products and strive to complete the first update within two months.

Everyone has no objection.

So under the corresponding adjustment of the division of labor, Xu Zhixiao shared the marketing task again.

Wang Qian took several other technicians, rented the school's laboratory, and began to tackle the problem with all his strength.

73.

In Lingcheng at the end of July, it was so hot that even the asphalt road would be melted by the sun.

Xu Zhixiao had been traveling all day, and finally returned home with his exhausted body.

As soon as he opened the door, the cool air made him shiver violently.

Worse!

His body had already firmly remembered the symptoms of a headache attack. At this time, as soon as the alarm sounded, the emergency mechanism was activated, and he automatically ran back to the room to find medicine.

Chewing the pills, he came out and met Wang Qian who came out from the opposite room. He had been in the laboratory all day today, and he had just returned not long ago.

"You're back." Seeing his pale face, Wang Qian paused, "Are you sick?"

"My head hurts a bit." Xu Zhixiao said simply, and turned around and walked back to the entrance to change his shoes. He was in a hurry to find medicine just now, but he even forgot to change his shoes when he entered the door. Maybe he had to mop the floor at night.

Wang Qian frowned, "Do you have a cold?"

"No, it's a migraine. It will happen if you spend too much time in the sun, or it's hot and cold." Seeing that his expression was not very good, Xu Zhixiao comforted him in turn, "It's okay, I'm used to it, and it doesn't hurt too much. "

Hearing what he said, Wang Qian suddenly remembered something, "You didn't have military training in your freshman year, is it because of your headache?"

Xu Zhixiao let out a "hmm", and then made a joke, "Otherwise, I would have known you, Senior Brother, in advance, what a pity."

It's been a long time, and now he can say such things quite naturally.

When he went back to his room and changed his clothes, he came out and saw Wang Qian still standing in the living room with a heavy expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xu Zhixiao walked towards the kitchen, "Brother, what are you having for dinner tonight?"

Because both of them are busy, they have been relying on takeaway during this time.After a long time, we have an understanding of each other's tastes, so we don't have to ask every time, and we can directly order food for each other.

Xu Zhixiao glanced around in the kitchen, but he didn't see any takeaways, so he was a little puzzled.

Wang Qian said, "I just came back, and I haven't called yet."

Xu Zhixiao thought for a while, "Then why not make it yourself, I'm getting tired of eating takeaway every day."

As soon as he opened the door of the refrigerator, Wang Qian came over, holding a bottle of cold water that he didn't know when he poured it in his hand, "Drink some water first."

"Thank you." Xu Zhixiao took it and took two sips.

He chewed the pills dry just now, and there was always a foreign body sensation in his throat that was stuck with the dregs of the medicine. Now that he was washed with water, he finally felt comfortable.

Wang Qian pulled him away and stood in the kitchen by himself, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it."

Xu Zhixiao didn't try to be brave, took two steps back, and said, "It's too hot, it's better to eat something light. Why don't you make tomato and egg noodles, brother?"

"Okay." Wang Qian glanced at the stock in the refrigerator, "I'll add some more lettuce for you."

He knows Xu Zhixiao's taste, and green vegetables must be added to the noodles.

"Yeah." Xu Zhixiao put down the cup, and reached out to fish for the long apron hanging on the side, "Brother, you should put it on first, so as not to stain your clothes."

Wang Qian held the egg in one hand and the tomato and lettuce in the other, so he simply stretched out his arms and said, "Come here."

"……I?"

Xu Zhixiao froze in place, his heart beating suddenly violently, beating like fireworks exploding in his chest, the movement made him a little dazed for a moment.

Ever since he gradually got used to the life of shared renting, it had been a long time since he had been so suddenly nervous, and for a while he couldn't remember how to deal with it.

He tried his best to control his facial expression, and coughed in disguise, "That, senior brother, you—"

Wang Qian didn't seem to see his embarrassment, and said very naturally: "Don't dawdle, fasten it for me."

"..."

Xu Zhixiao didn't dare to show his resistance too obviously, so he had to bite the bullet and walk over.

Wang Qian lowered his head slightly so that he could hang the apron around his neck.

Xu Zhixiao's hands were a little numb, and seeing him expose his slender neck undefended in front of him, he almost stopped breathing for an instant.

It was too close.

He was standing in his arms, and the distance between their faces was no more than ten centimeters.

Wang Qian was half a head taller than him, and the difference in height made their poses really look alike... Hug.

All the functions in the body seemed to be suspended in an instant, only the twitching neuralgia in the back of the head became very clear at this moment.

The frequency of pain and relaxation seems to lengthen the time virtually.

Although it was just a simple movement, it seemed like a long time had passed.

It's going to kill someone!

Xu Zhixiao fastened the apron for Wang Qian, then hurriedly exited his arms, blushing so hard that he could cook an egg, "Okay, brother, go do it, I'm starving to death."

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