Master Zuojing is sticking to me again

Facing such an endgame, both of them were stunned.Like a robot being unplugged, it stared at the soup pot stiffly, not knowing how to react.

He Xiran said loudly: "I don't eat mobile phone soup."

"...Why are you so humorous?" Wen Xiaoyu hurriedly turned off the fire, took out the phone with a spoon, and rinsed it under the faucet.

When the phone cooled down, he also calmed down from the edge of anger.I wiped the phone dry and pressed it a few times, but there was no response. It was really ill-fated.

He pinched his eyebrows, sighed with his hands only on the edge of the pool, and fell into a brief silence.Now the only soup was ruined, and the phone sacrificed the soup before it finished its mission.

Absolutely.

"I use your phone." He held out his hand to He Xiran.

"Why?" He Xiran clutched his pocket and took two steps back, staring at Wen Xiaoyu warily, "You don't want to harm it."

"I'll look up the recipe." Wen Xiaoyu clicked his tongue, "Stingy, I'll pay you back after checking it out. I've learned half of it just now, and I have a hunch that I'll succeed next time."

He Xiran pointed to the sticky frying pan in the pool, exposed him on the spot and said, "Do you burn a pot every time you have a premonition?"

That's true, Wen Xiaoyu closed his mouth.

He used to live alone abroad for many years, and no one was waiting for him to go back to cook. He had no chance or patience to learn how to cook.

Ordinary housework such as cleaning can still be handled, even if it is not as meticulous as Grandma Wen, it can be regarded as a pass.The only thing he couldn't do was to cook, which was why he was a little hesitant about being a substitute at first.

"You don't know how to cook, why didn't you tell me earlier?" He Xiran stepped over to the stove and turned on the range hood, rolled up his sleeves and directed him, "It's less than an hour before the meal is ready, wash the pot quickly clean!"

When he lowered his head, he saw that the trash can was full of black vegetables and some sticky and unknown objects were stuck on the ground, so he said with even more disgust: "Clean up these sanitation too!"

Wen Xiaoyu watched helplessly as he dug out a new pot from the cabinet, and while heating the oil, he re-cut the vegetables on the chopping board, and his knife skills were actually quite good.

"What are you doing?" Wen Xiaoyu couldn't believe her eyes.

"Cooking!" He Xiran said naturally, "Look at the mess you've cut, you're so stupid!"

"You'll ruin the pot that way! Get out of the way! Bring me that bottle of cleaner!"

"Why did you spill the egg liquid? Get out of the way! Go mop the floor!"

"Go and throw out the garbage! How did you burn the vegetables into carbon!"

He Xiran disliked him angrily, while taking care of all the chaos in an orderly manner.

Wen Xiaoyu followed him around and beat him up, and his head was buzzing with his nagging, he had no temper at all.When he came back after throwing out the trash, He Xiran had already finished four dishes and one soup, and was washing the last set of pots and utensils.

He leaned against the door frame, his eyes lingering on He Xiran's hands for a moment, those are a pair of pampered hands that are only suitable for being placed on the black and white keys, they shouldn't be so proficient at cooking and washing dishes.

His gaze moved up inch by inch, and finally landed on He Xiran's delicate side face.Tonight's He Xiran really surprised him, why would the pampered young master do these things?Can you still be so familiar?

"Why are you……"

As soon as he opened his mouth to ask, he was interrupted by He Xiran with a flustered expression: "Hush—my grandma is here."

Wen Xiaoyu listened for a while, and there was indeed a faint sound of high heels walking.It's just that the distance is relatively far, and you can't notice it if you don't listen carefully.

He glanced at He Xiran, thinking that this guy was not as relaxed as an outsider like him.Even though he was in his own home, he was always in such a state of panic, but when he heard the sound of high heels from a distance, he showed a frightened expression.

"Hurry up and bring these dishes to the restaurant!" He Xiran said nervously, "Slip away before my grandma notices, I'll cover you!"

In the end, Wen Xiaoyu still couldn't slip away. They arranged the dishes in the restaurant, and as soon as they turned around, they heard the high heels close to their ears.

Who wears high heels at home?Wen Xiaoyu complained in his heart, but the moment he saw Mrs. He, there was more than one thing he wanted to complain about.

She was dressed as grandly as if she was attending some kind of dinner party. She was wrapped in a wine-red Chinese dress, with a gold silk shawl outside, and her jewelry was shining luxuriously.However, she herself didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong, and her posture was very arrogant.

"How is your grandma? It's fine in the morning, don't you just want to hide when you are old?" She was very domineering when she opened her mouth, and continued with a sneer, "If there is nothing wrong, let her come back quickly, I can't see you Hanging around in my house."

When she speaks, the last syllable is always raised high, just like her raised eyebrows and eyes, showing her pride.

Wen Xiaoyu frowned, it was understandable that the original body did not leave a good impression in her eyes.But Grandma Wen has a calm temperament and is serious about her work. Madam He is simply making trouble out of nothing.

His face darkened, and from the corner of his eye, He Xiran shook his head slightly and winked at him.

He Xiran persuaded: "Grandma, Grandma Wen is real..."

"He Xiran, did I ask you something?" Mrs. He crossed her arms around her chest, and moved her right hand fingers on her left arm a few times like playing a piano, wanton and mean.

He Xiran's voice froze suddenly, and he glanced in Wen Xiaoyu's direction imperceptibly, with a hint of caution.

"I..." When he spoke again, Wen Xiaoyu could hear his throat dry.

So Wen Xiaoyu tried his best to suppress the unhappiness in his heart, took a deep breath, and said first: "My grandma is really sick, and she needs to have an infusion every day, so she needs to rest for a few more days. Compared with me working here, You should be even more reluctant to let a person with a cold cook for you?"

Mrs. He curled her lips, snorted and said, "That's right, it's troublesome to be infected with the virus."

"Both grandparents and grandchildren are troublesome. Trouble!" She repeated, squinting at Wen Xiaoyu and said in a strange way, "Why don't you leave soon? What are you doing here? Wait until I invite you to stay for dinner?"

Wen Xiaoyu clenched her fists hanging by her side, turned around and left, and the wind picked up He Xiran's hair.

Just two steps away, the sharp voice behind him sounded again: "Aran, what are you going to do? Come over for dinner! Are you still going to deliver a piece of garbage?!"

Wen Xiaoyu didn't turn his head back, the anger shot from his ears to his eyes and then to his brain, so hot that he couldn't tell whether He Xiran responded or not.

He walked further and further, leaving both of them behind.It wasn't until he walked out of the gate of He's house, and the cold wind with rain in the alley hit his face, that his irritated mind gradually cooled down.

He stood still and looked down at his wrist.When passing by He Xiran just now, He Xiran seemed to hook him lightly with his fingers.

He turned around and looked at the tall and cold iron gate of He's house. After a long silence, he stood by the gate and lit a cigarette.The red dot between his fingers flickered on and off, the air was filled with a faint white smoke, and his expressionless face flickered in the smoke.

After smoking this cigarette, another gust of cold wind blew, he rubbed his wrists, took a deep breath, and walked towards home.

"Ayu, where is your coat? Why are you wearing only one suit?" As soon as she entered the door, Grandma Wen asked with concern, "Is it cold? Your hands are cold, are you tired?"

"Old lady, you have so many questions." Wen Xiaoyu said with a smile.

He observed Grandma Wen's state, her nasal voice was still very heavy, and there was an unconcealable fatigue on her face.However, it may be the reason for sleeping all afternoon. Overall, it is a little better than noon.

"Stinky boy!" Grandma Wen patted his hand, and continued to warm his hands together.

"I got wet when I went out, so I changed into He Xiran's clothes." Wen Xiaoyu said, "I'm not tired, you usually take care of yourself so well, even if I don't move, I can get away with it."

Grandma Wen nodded, looked at him from top to bottom, and said, "I thought you followed their trend again, showing your ankles in the cold weather. Look carefully, it turns out that it's Aran with short legs Pants."

This is what his old lady could say, Wen Xiaoyu couldn't stop being so happy: "He Xiran's legs aren't too short."

"That depends on who you compare with. It's still a long way to compare with your brother and Sha Xing." Grandma Wen said, "But if you two stick together every day, you won't be able to show his advantage."

When Wen Xiaoyu heard the words "sticking together", Wen Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat, and she didn't know what she was thinking, but felt that the long-disappeared touch on her wrist vaguely regained its existence.

He curled his fingers, gave a dry laugh, and changed the subject: "Where are my brother and Sha Xing?"

"The two of them are in the kitchen. Silly Xing said he would show us something today and wouldn't let me in. After bringing your brother back, the two of them got into the kitchen and never came out." Grandma Wen smacked her lips and shook her head, "I'm worried He was eaten by your brother before he finished."

It seems that Tong Xing listened to his words and didn't ask Grandma Wen to cook dinner. Wen Xiaoyu nodded in satisfaction.

Tong Xing stewed a large pot of chicken soup, which tasted so delicious that Wen Muchen ate half of the pot of chicken by himself.This gave him a great sense of accomplishment, and he enjoyed a meal.

In addition, Wen Xiaoyu also praised a few words. When he went to work, he was so happy that he was so happy that he wanted to skip around when he walked.Wen Xiaoyu sent him out of the gate, looking at his snarky look, she wanted to kick him out.

It was still a little early, the two of them lit a cigarette at the door, Wen Xiaoyu asked: "Are you reliable at working in a bar, will you be beaten every day?"

"How can I be so stupid." Tong Xing said an obvious lie, "Besides, I'm just a small waiter, and our place is also serious, there are no messy people. Don't worry, don't worry too much about me, you always If you think about me all the time, I will be distracted from work."

Wen Xiaoyu puffed out a puff of smoke and coughed twice.This chimpanzee's mouth is too cheap, if he hadn't behaved so well recently, I really wanted to slap him.

"What about you? How are you at his house today?" Tong Xing pointed to the next door and raised his voice, "If they dare to bully you, I'll find someone to raze his house!"

"Stop yelling, the sound insulation in his house is very good, you can't hear him." Wen Xiaoyu smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay, I can handle it."

After smoking this cigarette, the child actor went to work.Wen Xiaoyu leaned against the wall and lit another one, but this time she didn't smoke, she just lowered her eyes to the red spot burning quietly between her fingers.

The smoke curled up, and he said leisurely, "Come out."

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