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I don't know how long it took, when Gu Qianmu felt no sensation on his lips, Xi Qinglin lay next to his ear and said, "I'm going to abolish Xing Ye."

Gu Qianmu burst out laughing with a "puchi", and joked: "It's really useless, how many little girls' hearts will be hurt!"

"Is the senior sad?"

He slapped him angrily: "You have to be jealous, who is he to me, why am I hurt?"

The person lying on top of him moved, and then maintained the original position of hugging him.

Lin'er's possessiveness is really...

"How can I not be jealous!" Gu Qianmu thought about it: "How about... I cook?"

Misfortune comes from the mouth, but it can't be taken back.

"Okay!" Little friend Xi said that the rainy weather had turned sunny.

Gu Qianmu stood at a loss in the middle of the kitchen, feeling confused.

Except for basic kitchen utensils such as pots, pans and large kitchen knives, he doesn't know anything else... at all.

He thinks that he is not a hardworking person. During school, he lives in the cafeteria and eats in the cafeteria. When he is at home, he orders takeaway. The kitchen at home has always been just a decoration.

Looking through the memory, the original owner can be said to be exactly the same as him, and there is no kitchen fume.

what to do?Gu Qianmu's eyebrows twitched into a ball, and he really wanted to quit, but he agreed to Rin'er again...

dilemma……

At this time, 005's sullen voice sounded: "The host is great, Du Niang is a good thing."

Oh yes!

Gu Qianmu made a fist with his left hand and hammered into the palm of his right hand, "Xiao Tongzi, you are so smart, come on, give me a kiss!"

005's hairs stood on end, and he slipped away.

Curling his lips, Gu Qianmu opened the refrigerator, glanced at the ingredients, estimated what he could do, and began to search for tutorials.

"What exactly is this oil called Qifen hot?" Gu Qianmu circled around the oil pan.

Xi Qinglin was talking on the phone with Mu Zhou, when suddenly he smelled a faint smell of oily smoke, and a slight cough came from the kitchen.

Approaching the kitchen, wisps of white smoke came out from the crack in the door, Xi Qinglin was startled, and hurriedly opened the door.

"Senior!"

Oily smoke came blowing towards his face, his throat was sore and itchy, Xi Qinglin didn't care about it, he vaguely saw Gu Qianmu squatting on the floor coughing, and immediately fished him out.

Gu Qianmu's tears choked by the oily smoke slipped down, but he still grabbed Xi Qinglin's lapel and said, "Lin'er...cough...the pot...is on..."

After putting the person on the sofa, Xi Qinglin turned around and went to the kitchen, put the lid on the pot and put out the fire, and turned on the range hood to suck the smoke away.

After some actions, the kitchen was almost cleaned up, Xi Qinglin opened the lid of the pot again, took a look at the dark and unknown object inside, and couldn't laugh or cry.

"Lin'er, are you okay?" At this moment, Gu Qianmu drank some water, finally stopped coughing, and poked his head out of the kitchen.

"It's okay." Xi Qinglin said.

Gu Qianmu entered the kitchen, took a look at the frying pan, thanked that he didn't burn through the bottom of the frying pan, and at the same time looked around looking for something.

"Where's my shrimp?"

Xi Qinglin asked, "What shrimp?"

Gu Qianmu pointed to the oil pan: "I put the shrimp in the pan just now."

Xi Qinglin: "..." Dare to say it was a shrimp, I didn't recognize it.

Gu Qianmu was still asking: "Where's my shrimp? It's impossible for such a big plate to disappear."

Xi Qinglin pointed at the pot: "Senior, look carefully."

Confused, he leaned over and found a pile of black powder from the oil pan that had just escaped...

"Is this my shrimp?"

Xi Qinglin nodded.

Gu Qianmu quit, feeling that he couldn't hold back his face, buried his face in the palm of his hand, and a voice came from inside: "Rin'er, I don't think I can cook anymore, it's too difficult."

After a long silence, he seemed to feel that Gu Qianmu should be kept away from the kitchen. He threw away the waste in the pot, pushed the person out, and said, "I'll make it, and the senior will eat it."

Little boy, raising pigs!

But Lin'er's cooking is delicious.

The next day, Xi Qinglin said nothing to let Gu Qianmu go to school by himself, not only that, but also sent a special person to watch Xing Ye's every move.

Naturally, he would not refuse someone to accompany him, Gu Qian said in his heart: You can play with Rin'er again.

"Yo Ho, Rin'er, come on!"

On the sunny playground, the faint smell of grass filled his nostrils. Gu Qianmu sat alone in the auditorium, cheering loudly for the boy in white who was running on the basketball court.

Gu Qianmu never knew that Xi Qinglin could play basketball, and his skills were extraordinary, defeating the senior students of several opposing school teams.

The excited cheering seemed to give Xi Qinglin endless motivation, and everyone was fascinated by the vigorous posture on the court.

"Rin'er! Come on! Rin'er! Come on!"

A drive, a dunk, a sequence of moves, and someone loses their mind.

005 covered his ears: "Master, you are so noisy!"

It's a pity that someone couldn't hear: "Rin'er!"

In the end, after a match, Xi Qinglin wiped the sweat off his brow, refused the mineral water brought by a group of little fans who surrounded him, came to Gu Qianmu's side, picked up his cup and drank directly.

"Are you tired?" Gu Qianmu wiped the sweat with a tissue.

"Rin'er was so handsome just now!" He praised without hesitation.

After being praised, Xi Qinglin just pursed his lips and smiled. The blue sky behind him was a natural curtain panel, and his smile was deeply engraved in Gu Qianmu's mind, so that after he left for a long time, every time he thought of it, only Nostalgia left.

"Are you still fighting?" Gu Qianmu raised his eyebrows and looked at the school team members who were surrounded by girls to comfort them. It was not difficult to see their embarrassment.

"Stop fighting." Xi Qinglin also followed his gaze, "They are delicious."

Gu Qianmu: "It's obvious that Lin'er is too powerful!"

The two got out of the auditorium and walked to the door. Two men in police uniforms came over, "Which of you is Gu Qianmu?"

Gu Qianmu was startled, could it be that Su Mei called the police about Xi Qinglin's "drug-taking"?

After thinking about it, he felt at ease again. These days, he and Xi Qinglin were being supervised from time to time, but they didn't do anything superfluous.

In his opinion, Su Mei was just trying to bring down Xi Qinglin. If the police were involved, everything would be troublesome. When the time comes to investigate carefully, it is very likely that she will be involved. She would not be so stupid.

So, what are these two policemen doing here?

"I am." Gu Qianmu said, and by the way gave Xi Qinglin a reassuring look.

The two police officers looked him over from beginning to end, and compared the photos on their mobile phones, and said, "You are involved in a case, please come with us."

"Rin'er, how about...you go back first?" Gu Qianmu tentatively asked.

Xi Qinglin shook her head, "Don't worry..."

Fortunately, because of playing basketball, Xi Qinglin's slightly pale face had a little blush, and the police should not be able to see anything, so Gu Qianmu let him follow with confidence.

Ordinarily, if they just asked about some basic information, the police would never take the person to the police station. Gu Qianmu didn't know why, but he felt uneasy.