black velvet

It was rare for Chu Yao's small apartment to be set on fire.

In fact, after working hard outside for so many years, cooking is no longer a problem for Chu Yao.At the most difficult time, he could eat vegetables for ten yuan for three days. On the contrary, his salary is enough to support himself now, but he doesn't like to cook by himself anymore.

Sometimes it's because I'm too busy at work, and sometimes I think it's easier and more convenient to take out.

Daily necessities are meaningless to him. He is the only one in the house anyway, and every day he returns home empty. If one person eats enough, the whole family is not hungry, so he can eat whatever he wants.

But today, looking at the unfinished soup on the kitchen counter, Chu Yao suddenly had the desire to cook.

Now life is convenient, Chu Yao bought some vegetables and fruits online, and delivered them to the door in a while.

After removing the intestines of the shrimps, smear them with starch, cooking wine, and pepper. While waiting for the ingredients to taste, Chu Yao cooked the two sticks of waxy corn that he bought, and let them cool before peeling them little by little.After peeling the corn, he chopped a carrot into cubes, washed a cucumber by the way, and prepared the salad dressing.

There was an iPad standing on the table, and a funny variety show was playing in it. With such a double-tasking, Chu Yao quickly prepared all the ingredients.

The time was so wobbly that it was almost time for dinner.

After receiving the reply that Yu Xiangrong was off work, Chu Yao jumped up from the sofa in a jerk.

He didn't start cooking right away, but opened the closet first, and tidied up briefly.

Well, it's the kind of orderliness that straight men can't see.

No big deal either.

It's just a layer of foundation, contouring of the eyebrows, and a little pink lip balm.

After all, having been a master of women's clothing for so many years, isn't plain makeup easy to grasp?

The last step of makeup made Chu Yao hesitate.

He opened the door of the cabinet containing all kinds of wigs, and his eyes swept over the long or short hair inside, feeling a little tangled.

As an exquisite urban beauty, his usual outfits when he goes out are carefully considered.What kind of color is matched with what kind of makeup and hair, what kind of dress is matched with what kind of shoes and boots are all particular.

But at this moment, what the man said last night emerged in Chu Yao's mind——

"I do not mind."

"I like them all."

"Short hair looks as good as long hair."

"It looks just as good in a skirt as it does in pants."

He bit his lip, struggled with his eyes for a while, and finally closed the cabinet door.

No wig was on.

Just like that, wearing a boy's short hair and wearing a daily cute plush nightdress, he started cooking.

Pour oil into the hot pan, sprinkle minced garlic, and after a few seconds of simmering, the burnt and spicy taste of cooked garlic will rise.

The fresh and soft shrimps are put down, and the meat becomes attractive red and white in the blink of an eye. The diced carrots and corn kernels are then poured into the pot, and the color suddenly becomes richer.

The aroma of home-cooked cooking quickly came out of the apartment through the crack of the door, spreading in the corridor.

Yu Xiangrong, who had just stepped out of the elevator, smelled the fragrance immediately.

Before this, Yu Xiangrong had never connected the matter of cooking with the delicate and cute boy in his heart.

Until Chu Yao opened the door for him, revealing that he was wearing an apron and holding a spatula.

"Why are you standing still?"

The beautiful boy squinted, and Yu Xiangrong stepped into the door and put the things in his hand on the door.

The rice in the rice cooker has also been steamed, and sweet steam is bubbling from the vent.Chu Yao pushed the man inside and gave the order of the head of the family.

"You go to the sofa and sit for a while, I'll just fry this dish."

Yu Xiangrong followed Chu Yao's strength and walked to the sofa.

There are two cups on the small coffee table, one blue and one red.

"I made some lemonade, and the blue one is for you."

After Chu Yao settled Yu Xiangrong, he ran back to the stove and continued to stir-fry the sizzling dishes.

Such a scene made Yu Xiangrong stunned.

He sat on the sofa, and after a while, he gently picked up the blue mug and took a sip.

Warm water, a little sour, plus a little sweet.

Just the right temperature.

He turned his head to look at the cook across the room.

In the open space of one bedroom and one living room, the small kitchen is built next to the corridor.The boy was wearing a milky pink nightdress, with a pair of fur balls on his feet. His whole body looked fluffy, making one want to rub it.

Today's Chu Yao is very different from before.

Yu Xiangrong had good eyesight. Even though Chu Yao turned his body sideways, he could still see his happy eyebrows, the corners of his lips raised, and the short hair hanging on his forehead and temples.

With the shaking of the spatula, they gradually converged into a melody of the same frequency, intertwined with the chatter of pedestrians commuting on the street outside the window and the sound of traffic passing by, engraving an extremely vivid and soft warm picture in Yu Xiangrong's heart .

Yu Xiangrong suddenly understood why the family brother in their team had to go back to his hometown no matter how far away he was every time he was on holiday.

If there is such a person waiting in the family, no one will be able to give up.

After so many years of hard work, Yu Xiangrong had a personal experience of the word "belonging" for the first time.

"Yu Xiangrong, come here."

The protagonist in the picture moved, brought the food to the table, and greeted him by the way.

Yu Xiangrong stood up immediately, walked to the boy and obeyed.

"You are very strong." With a kitchen knife stuffed in his hand, Yu Xiangrong heard Chu Yao order him, "Help me crush this cucumber."

"Make another cold salad and shoot cucumbers, and then dinner will be served."

"Okay." Yu Xiangrong responded immediately.

Chu Yao didn't walk away, but stood beside Yu Xiangrong to guide his movements.

"Use the blade, yes, hold it flat."

"Oh, slow down, don't use so much force! It's almost turned into cucumber sauce by you!"

"Yeah, chop it up twice."

"Shovel it into this plate, I have prepared all the seasonings."

"Well, would you like to try it?"

The boy's chattering voice has been lingering in his ears, but it is not annoying at all.

The final result was a plate of crispy and spicy cold dishes for dinner, Yu Xiangrong was even stuffed with chopsticks in his mouth.

"Is it too salty?"

The boy came up to him with bright eyes.

Yu Xiangrong swallowed it whole, and without any taste, he boasted first, "It's delicious."

puff.

Chu Yao couldn't help being amused by his straightforward reaction.

"It's delicious, right? You'll be responsible for eating it at that time."

As he spoke, he stood on tiptoe and kissed the man before turning around to add food.

"Well, it tastes good."

Chu Yao licked the corner of his mouth and said with satisfaction.