Stop fishing, can't stand it

Yan Qi: I am so happy.

Some flowers on the flower bed could not stand the cold and gradually withered, so Song Xueyan planted some peonies and rhododendrons, and the whole area looked more colorful and eye-catching.

After "General" was finished, Yan Qi began to prepare for joining the group. The project that he had finalized with Zhang Zhe before was called "Landscape", a contest between justice and evil, and a suspenseful criminal investigation theme.Yan Qi is about to play the biggest villain in the play, with white and black attributes, innocent and cruel, full of contrast and tension.

The script was pondered over and over again by Yan Qi, and every day he performed big plays in front of Song Xueyan, and from time to time he even pulled Song Xueyan to play with him.

The two often fight at home.

Two months later, Yan Qi joined the new crew, and Song Xueyan was going to be lazy until next year.

In fact, it can't be regarded as real laziness, after all, he lives in the hotel with Yanqi's new crew for eight out of ten days.

The shooting intensity of Yan Qi's new drama is very high, there are many night scenes, and he often stays up late. In the first half a month, Song Xueyan went to the crew to visit the set, and when he hugged Yan Qi, he felt that he had lost weight.

Song Xueyan was so distressed that she didn't say anything, she went home to pack her suitcase, and hurriedly moved into the hotel where Yanqi was staying.

On the day he moved in, when Yan Qi returned to the hotel at five o'clock in the morning, he found that the rice cooker on the kitchen counter was still on. When he walked over to see, the steamed buns and rice porridge were still steaming.

This is just hell.

Yan Qi ran to the master bedroom to see that the "uninvited guest" Song Xueyan was hugging his pillow with hands and feet, sleeping on his side.Yan Qi glanced at the door for a few times, then went back to the kitchen, took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, it tasted...strange, took a sip of porridge...it seemed mushy.

Come on, this is definitely not bought outside, otherwise this store will definitely not be able to continue.

Yan Qi held the steamed stuffed bun, a little picky and didn't want to make another mouthful, but immediately reacted, since she didn't buy it outside, then Song Xueyan made it herself?Thinking of this possibility, Yan Qi lifted up the hand holding the bun, and after a closer look at it for a while, he found that the bun was a bit odd in shape.

Except for Song Xueyan, no one else has this "skillful hand".

Dislike and pickiness instantly turned into surprise and happiness, Yan Qi quickly stuffed the buns and porridge into his stomach, and went back to the bedroom contentedly.I thought it was Song Xueyan's whim, but I didn't expect that at lunch time, Yan Qi just opened the lunch box, and Xiaobing came in with a serious face and brought a lunch box bag, and put it in front of Yan Qi.

Two meat, two vegetables, one soup, looks really good, pick up the chopsticks, eat a bite of the same, each has its own strengths: the shredded pork with fish flavor is too sweet, the potatoes in the potato meat slices are rotten, the meat slices are mushy, and the stir-fried vegetables are not good. Taste, the green beans are too salty, the chicken soup is completely tasteless, and the dry rice is a bit like porridge.

Yan Qi's hand holding the chopsticks stopped slightly, and said firmly, "Mr. Song must have sent it over."

"Yes." Xiaobing recalled Song Xueyan's timidity and lack of self-confidence when she handed him the lunch box, and suddenly felt that the air was tired and distorted. Brother Xi can be treated like this."

"Brother Xi is just so promising." Yan Qi was 12 extremely proud, picked up the rice, and stuffed it into his mouth mouthful.

Seeing this, Xiaobing swallowed her saliva, and said curiously, "Brother Xi, is it so delicious?"

"Why doesn't Teacher Song taste good?" After Yan Qi finished speaking, he stuffed a piece of dry chicken into his mouth, and when he chewed it up and swallowed it, his cheeks ached.

Seeing this, Xiaobing was amazed: "As expected of Teacher Song, I didn't expect to cook so well. He is such a perfect man. Brother Qi, you are so lucky!"

Yan Qi nodded in agreement: "It's a great blessing."

After another half month, Yanqi's daily exclusive Boss Song's takeaway finally had a major breakthrough. From this day on, Teacher Song obviously began to study ingredients such as fish and shrimp, pork ribs and sausage.What braised in soy sauce, steamed, sweet and sour, and garlic are all prepared for Yanqi. Although the taste is not the same as the outside, it is better than the feeling of home.

On this day, Zhang Zhe took the boxed lunch sent by his wife and went to Yanqi's lounge to share a table for lunch in a good mood.As soon as he sat down, Zhang Zhe felt unbalanced. Yanqi had two more dishes than him, and they all looked good.

Not to mention the exquisite lunch box, bowls and chopsticks, there are still plates inside!

Zhang Zhe tapped his chopsticks and questioned, "Did Xueyan really make it for you? He couldn't have bought it in a restaurant outside, then poured it into a lunch box at home, and finally delivered it to you, right?"

"Impossible." Yan Qi said, "The restaurants outside definitely don't have this kind of craftsmanship."

"Oh?!" Zhang Zhe was shocked, "Is he so powerful?"

Yan Qi's face was full of sincere happiness, "Only you dare not think about it, there is nothing my teacher Song can't do."

Zhang Zhe believed it, picked up a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word, silent and stiff, half a minute later, swallowed the beef under the threat of Yan Qi's eyes saying "If you dare to spit it out, I will hang you to the crew".

Zhang Zhe left without taking any nostalgia with him, and never came to Yanqi's lounge again during meal times.

Because he was afraid that when he saw the dishes on the table full of gold and jade, he would think of the unique and mature taste of the lump of beef in his mouth, the perfect blend of paste and salt, and a mysterious taste mixed with five flavors .

In the next half month after Zhang Zhe tried Song Xueyan's handicrafts, he would care about the male protagonist's body three times a day, for fear that the fool who fell in love would be fed up by Song Xueyan with loving meals.Fortunately, after the past half month, Yan Qi is still fierce, young and beautiful, Zhang Zhe finally feels relieved.

For a whole month, Song Xueyan cooked nearly a hundred meals, each of which was infused with her incomparably pure and kind love.In fact, at the beginning, he was also afraid that Yan Qi would not like it, but Yan Qi ate every meal cleanly, praised him every day when he came back, and would order the next day's food, which undoubtedly made Song Xiaochu more determined and confident.

Encouraged by love, Yan Qi gradually ate a whole grilled fish, roast duck and other staple foods that were difficult for Song Xueyan to be a devil in the second month of the crew, as well as snacks such as meat buns, oden boiled dumplings, egg tarts and so on. Fu and other desserts, there is even sausage and bacon that Song Xueyan got from somewhere.

After staying on the set for two nights in a row, Yan Qi returned to the hotel with sleepy eyes. As soon as he entered, he smelled a special smell. Following the smell, he walked to the balcony——Mother, there was a stick of sausage and bacon hanging on it Braised chicken and duck!

He walked back to the bedroom in a nonchalant manner, Song Xueyan was nestling under the quilt watching a drama, Yan Qi walked over, unable to hold back, asked: "Where did the bag on the balcony come from?"

"Are you back?" Song Xueyan got out of the bed, revealing a hairy head, "The sausage is from Zhihuai, he said you like salty sausage; the bacon is from grandma, they are all thin Yanle brought the stewed chicken and duck, and he said it was prepared by the Yu family."

Yan Qi: "Huh?"

Song Xueyan said happily: "You don't need to spend money to buy meat during the Chinese New Year, these are enough."

"Thank you, Teacher Song!" Yan Qi flew up, rubbing Song Xueyan in his arms, "Thank you, Teacher Song!"

Song Xueyan put down her phone, put her arms around him and said, "What's the matter, you used to cook for me every day, but now I'm free and you're too busy, so of course I'll cook for you."

"I cook for you to make you fatter, and I used to cook for you when I was in college, but I know you don't like cooking." Yan Qi closed his eyes and kissed Song Xueyan. Mouth, mumbled, "Thank you, thank you for your hard work."

Song Xueyan stretched out her hand to stroke his back, and said, "Actually, I know...my cooking is not delicious, at least it is a thousand miles worse than yours."

Yan Qi didn't comment, but said, "When did you know?"

"Last week, Yanle sent stewed chicken and stewed duck over. He just happened to see me pack a lunch box for you, so he took a bite. I knew it was really bad by looking at his expression." Song Xueyan was a little embarrassed, "No. I tasted it the first time I made it for you. At that time, I also felt that it was not very good. I did everything at that time. Even if you feel that it is not delicious after you get it, and you don’t want to eat it after one bite, I will also take it. for you."

This is the family rule that Yan Qizheng made to Song Xueyan: Don't give in silently, keep it hidden, and let the other party know what you do.

Song Xueyan said: "At that time, I saw that you ate all the food, so I knew you must be coaxing me. After all, you are so picky, you must think it is not delicious. But after you came back, you took the initiative to order food and acted like a baby. Let me do it, and I'll keep doing it."

"I'm very picky. This is a problem I developed since I was a child. It can't be changed, but it's different for you." Yan Qi was so sleepy that his voice was hoarse, and he lay in Song Xueyan's arms and said, "If I want to eat delicacies from mountains and seas, squeak It’s all right, but Mr. Song cooks for me. That’s the kind of treatment that is hard to find, and money can’t buy it. I used to eat delicious food and enjoy it while filling my stomach. Now I eat it when you cook it. Yes, it is to feel your kindness to me when I am full. Which of these two is more important, do I still need to talk about it?"

Song Xueyan pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Actually, I think I've made some progress, at least now I'm not stuck."

"That's right." Yan Qi smiled and encouraged, "Don't worry about the surname Fu, you gave me this treatment, so you just listen to me. If I say I like to eat, that means I like to eat."

Song Xueyan said "Mmmm" twice.

"Actually, I don't really want you to cook every day, how tired you are." Yan Qi hugged Song Xueyan and turned over, letting him lie on her body, "But I know, you just want to be nice to me, want to Take good care of me, if I reject you, you will probably be unhappy, and maybe you will have to keep thinking about it all the time, and you will be overwhelmed."

Song Xueyan quickly said: "I'm on vacation anyway, and I don't spend much time cooking every day, and I also listen to music, books, and dramas while cooking, so I don't feel too tired. 24 hours a day, you I have been on the set for almost [-] hours, and I have no other way to take care of you, but to cook. If you are willing to eat unpalatable meals, I am willing to cook for you, so don't refuse me."

"I know, I won't refuse you." Yan Qi rubbed the back of Song Xueyan's neck and said wearily, "I want to eat pork ribs tomorrow."

Song Xueyan immediately said, "I'll make the sauce for you."

"Okay." Yan Qi agreed, and wanted to open his eyes to look at Song Xueyan, but his eyelids couldn't be opened. He supported his neck, and fell asleep with his head tilted within a few seconds.

Song Xueyan kept his breathing the lightest, and he seemed to have a very strange feeling: he felt that Yanqi was a kite.

And he is a kite flyer. He wants the kite to fly into the sky and run in the wind, but he is afraid that the kite will be knocked down if it runs too high, so he always holds the string tightly.

"Silly boy." He kissed Yan Qi's heart lightly, and murmured, "Run forward."

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!