Stop fishing, can't stand it
Chapter 9
Yan Qi: I was shocked!
The little assistant left without saying a word.
"Oh, Song Xueyan replied?" Feng Zhui followed Yan Qi into the hotel lobby, "It's so close to his house, it's faster to walk over the overpass than to drive."
"It's a hot day, don't burn him." Yan Qi's eyes flashed Song Xueyan's fair neck, "Snow, I'm afraid of the sun."
"That's right. Although Song Xueyan is not a villain who will cause trouble, but after all, he is a senior after cooperating. If we can be polite, we should be more polite." Feng Zou followed into the elevator, looking forward to the future positively, " It would be even better if we can be more intimate, be a pair of seniors and seniors who cooperate happily, and spread a good story."
Yan Qi felt that Feng Zou was dreaming, "Look at his "stupid mortal, stay away from me", can I get close to him? "
Feng Zou smiled, "Isn't such a person easier to get along with than those hypocritical good people who have a heart and a handsome face?"
He has been in the circle for so many years, he is used to ghosts and ghosts, and most of them are two-faced and three-faced. Song Xueyan is indifferent before and after the camera. It is not easy to get close to, but it is best to get along with him.
Yan Qi doesn't really like to befriend people with too many twists and turns, and he hears that he thinks it's right.
Song Xueyan followed Xiaobing into the elevator, and pulled the only suitcase she carried to her feet.
"The suite is on the top floor, with three living rooms, two bedrooms and a kitchen, separate bathroom, gym, swimming pool...the facilities are complete and everything you expect. If Mr. Song is dissatisfied or needs anything, you can tell me and I will go to the hotel to communicate."
There was music playing in the RV just now, so it wouldn't be embarrassing not to speak, but now in a confined space, Xiaobing thought about showing a friendly attitude to his seniors on behalf of his boss, but because he was nervous, he spoke very fast, as if he was reading a cheat sheet.
"Okay, thank you." Song Xueyan glanced at him, "What's your name?"
Xiaobing was taken aback, and quickly said, "Mr. Song, you can just call me Xiaobing."
"Small cakes are written on the ID card?" Song Xueyan asked.
Xiaobing blushed, "No, Xiao Bing is written on the ID card, the zodiac sign, and the nature."
Song Xueyan looked at the round and lovely face of the little assistant, and thought that this nickname was quite realistic.He wrote down their names and said, "You don't look very old."
This is to check the basic information.
Xiaobing took a deep breath and said quickly: "I am 21 years old, a few days younger than Brother Xi. I am 180 in height and 150 in weight. Don't look at my round face. In fact, I have muscles. One punch is not a problem. I studied in university at Southern Metropolis University majoring in advertising, after graduation, he was successfully selected as an outstanding college student, and he will always maintain a good attitude when studying after work. The family background is clean, there is no criminal record, the parents are still alive, and there is an older brother at home.”
The elevator door opened, Song Xueyan walked out and said, "A talented student."
Xiaobing heard the subtext, and said solemnly: "My career plan is to become an excellent agent. Brother Qi selected me from the list of candidate assistants, so the company arranged for me to learn and grow under the leadership of Brother Xiao, Be Xi Ge's assistant and personal manager first."
Song Xueyan felt that he was clever and knew how to measure, so she said, "Come on."
The little assistant blushed and said, "With your encouragement, I will work harder!"
"Ah."
Yan Qi leaned against the door, and the lighter flexibly twirled between her fingers.He looked at the two people in front of each other, "Having a great chat."
Xiaobing took a step back cautiously, "Say greetings for you."
Song Xueyan dragged the suitcase to Yan Qi's side, one foot had already stepped on the threshold, and she stopped suddenly.He sniffed lightly, smelling the smell and approaching Yan Qi's side neck.
Song Xueyan's soft hair brushed her chin, Yan Xi shuddered, and hit the door with a "dong" on her back, the lighter was also startled, and fell into the palm of her hand in a hurry.
After only a moment of intimate contact, Song Xueyan had already stood up straight, with seventy percent certainty, "Have you been wearing perfume?"
The lighter was staggering in the palm of his hand, and he calmed down.Yan Qi looked normal and said, "Yes, how does it smell?"
"It's okay, but you smelled better before." Song Xueyan exerted strength on her wrist, carrying the suitcase into the door, leaving Yan Qi alone at the door with a puzzled expression on her face.
Before?He didn't use perfume before!
Feng Zou came out of the bedroom, walked up to Song Xueyan with a smile, and said, "This week, please trouble Teacher Song."
"No trouble, it should be." Song Xueyan nodded to Feng Xiao, and pushed the suitcase into another bedroom.
Feng Zou knew Song Xueyan's temperament, so he didn't try to force him to be close. He checked around the suite, and after confirming everything was correct, he turned around and said to Yan Qi, "You and Teacher Song get along well. If you need anything, please feel free to contact me."
"Understood." Yan Qi returned the lighter to him, leaned closer and asked, "Does my perfume not smell as good as before? What did I smell like before? You explain it from the two aspects of fragrance tonality and sense of smell, and then compare it in detail one time."
Feng Zou thought about it for a while.
Before Song Xueyan went upstairs, Yan Qi first took out a bottle of perfume from her bag, pushed a pump towards the window, spun around in circles, took a perfume sunbath, and then put two dots behind her ears very thoughtfully , then stood in front of the standing mirror and scratched at his impeccable hair, finally showing a row of white and neat teeth, and murmured: "So handsome."
This appearance of facing a great enemy made Feng Xiao unable to help guessing: Yan Qi was stimulated by Song Xueyan, unwilling to let her beauty be inferior to others, and wanted to be the most dazzling delicate flower in the room ?
He understood the young man's ambition, and comforted him: "Don't worry, you and Mr. Song are not in the same temperament and appearance, and there will be no competition. Not to mention that your two coffee positions are very different, you are not worried about this for the time being." Qualifications."
"What are you talking nonsense with me?" Yan Qi was speechless, "I asked you what I smell like?"
Feng Zou thought for three seconds and said, "It smells like a peacock."
Yan Qi was startled and illiterate, "Peacock? What does that smell like?"
Feng Zou didn't answer, he stepped out of the room a few times, and closed the hotel door and Yan Qi's questioning behind the door with his backhand.
It happened that Xiaobing passed the living room with two pots, and kindly pointed out: "The peacock is opening its tail, it smells like "sao". "
Song Xueyan brought very few things, except for the commonly used charging cables and medicine bottles, the rest were clothes and pantyhose, so they were vacated quickly.He walked to the door of the bedroom, and just heard this sentence, he couldn't help laughing.
But that smile only stayed for a short second.He returned to his usual expression, reached out to unbutton his shirt, and left the bedroom.
I was about to give my assistant a workplace EQ class on "How to Talk to the Boss so that the Boss Is Wrathful and Gives Me Double the Salary", when he turned around and saw Song Xueyan, Teacher Yan got stuck in an instant.He coughed and urged Xiaobing in a deep voice, "Hurry up and get to work."
Xiaobing advanced and retreated properly, "Okay brother."
Song Xueyan looked around calmly.
Yanqi's guitar and computer tablet are leaning on the sofa, and a bunch of car keys are piled up on the tea table, among which is a bunch of very eye-catching ceramic doll version of Yanqi. Next to the keychain is a round bucket of tea-brown drink, I don't know if it's wine or tea.
Xiaobing is busy in the middle island platform, the double refrigerators are open, and the ingredients and drinks are gradually filling the freezer. All the pots and pans prepared by the hotel are replaced with Yanqi's own set of kitchen utensils, which are more exquisite and expensive. .
The young master looked like he was here for a long-term vacation, and his breath permeated every corner of the public area.
Seeing that Song Xueyan's eyes were finally fixed on Zhongdaotai and did not move away for a long time, Yan Qi couldn't help wondering: he was the one who was going to live with Song Xueyan soon, why did Song Xueyan only look at the small cakes, and turned himself into a a wisp of air?
Usually he doesn't intend to stand out from the crowd, but today he doesn't want to be ignored, Yan Qi coughed.
Nobody cares.
Cough again.
Xiaobing leaned over and looked over, concerned: "Brother Xi, your throat is uncomfortable? I put lozenges in the bedside table in the bedroom, you can take one!"
"Uh..." Yan Qi said in an unhappy tone, "It's all right! Open your mouth and say highc."
Here, Song Xueyan walked to the Nakadao stage, pulled out the high chair and sat down.He looked at a row of pots very seriously, trying to analyze their differences, but unfortunately his poor life experience was not enough to support his thinking, so he simply asked, "Why are there so many?"
Xiaobing was taken aback, turned sideways quickly, and said as a report: "Frying pan, shabu-shabu, wok, small milk pot, soup pot, air fryer... Teacher Song, don't think they are all pots, but they are all pots. Each has its advantages!"
Song Xueyan couldn't understand, no matter what his strengths, not all of them cook.
Xiaobing glanced at Yan Qi, who was looking worried, and said cleverly: "Brother Xi is a person who understands life very well. Although he is staying in the hotel temporarily, he still needs to live a fulfilling life."
He also remembered that Song Xueyan only brought a 20-inch suitcase, and quickly added: "Enrichment is a kind of splendor, and simplicity is not necessarily an attitude. Teacher Song seems to be a way of life when he packs lightly, but it actually shows that It has given you the atmosphere of hiding everything in your chest and the demeanor of being calm and calm as water."
This sycophant!
Yan Qi couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Hurry up."
"It's time for me to go." Xiaobing closed the refrigerator in a good manner, and before leaving, she did not forget to express her kindness to her future partners on behalf of her boss, "Teacher Song has a good rest at night. If you need anything, you can always find me."
Why does Yan Qi want to find you, am I dead?
Oh, no, don't you have an assistant yourself?
Unexpectedly, Song Xueyan not only nodded in response, but also took the initiative to exchange WeChat numbers with the assistant.
The two looked at each other, and Song Xueyan said "goodbye", although she was still cold, but she could feel gentleness; Xiaobing's face was flushed, her eyes glowed with gold, and she walked away floatingly on the clouds.
Yan lived on the outside, with a puzzled face and a feeling of unwillingness.
The door closed with a "snap", Yan Qi lifted his foot with a "snap", he walked behind Song Xueyan, before he could think about what to say, the other party turned around suddenly.
"It's getting late, we're going to go to the group reading at 03:30 in the afternoon, why don't you have lunch."
Song Xueyan's tone was devoid of any personal emotion, so Yan Qi could hear some implication: so as not to cause hunger in the stomach and delay the progress of work.He hummed almost inaudibly and said, "What about you?"
Song Xueyan got up and wanted to leave, "I won't eat."
Why do I eat and you don't?Don't you cause famine and delay work progress?Although there is a difference of 179 lines between us, but this time we are all male protagonists, so what is the difference in treatment?
Yan Qi himself despised the injustice in the workplace, stretched out his hand to block Song Xueyan back, rolled up his sleeves, and said without rebuttal: "I do it, you eat it."
All right.Song Xueyan sat back again.
Yan Qi opened the refrigerator, turned to Song Xueyan and said, "What do you want to eat?"
Yan Qi had posted several times on his Moments before that the dishes he made by himself were attractive, and the young master loves to be exquisite, and he was very particular about the bowls and plates used for each dish and the way they were arranged.Song Xueyan learned at least eight points of Yanqi's living habits and cooking skills through the trumpet "Suiqiong".
He walked over and stared at the abundant ingredients for a while. There was nothing he wanted to eat, but he still pointed to the box of fat cows closest to him.
"Time is not very abundant. Since you want to eat this, let me make a fat beef pot." Yan Qi thought very carefully, "It's already hot, and we have to speak lines during the afternoon reading. We have to protect our throats, so we won't eat them Spicy, tomato fat beef, how about it?"
Song Xueyan didn't care what he ate, but he raised the corners of his eyes, showing a little expectation, "Okay, thanks for your hard work."
The two were facing the freezer, and the cold air rushed towards them, but for some reason, Yan Qi suddenly felt a jump in his heart, and a puff of hot air jumped out.
He looked at Song Xueyan's beautiful eye tails with upward curves, and thought that maybe Song Xueyan got too close, or maybe it was the first time he saw "expectation" on Song Xueyan's face, and he felt fresh, so this look He Qi was surprised, and also carried a pride that he couldn't explain clearly.
Yan Qi found fault on purpose, "I let you choose and you choose, are you so sure I will do it?"
"Could it be that you are pretending to be confident?" Song Xueyan raised her eyelids and looked at him, "You are easy to handle, and it is very similar to the way you were racing before, so I naturally believe you."
Hold!Song Xueyan is praising him!
Yan Qi curled up the corner of his mouth, and finally experienced the blissful feeling of leaving with a handful of pancakes stepping on the clouds.
"You have such a good vision, my culinary skills are at the level of a five-star hotel chef who would take off his hat and call him "Master Yan". "
Song Xueyan felt that if emotions could be mimicked, a tail would have grown from Yan Qi's buttocks, and it would be raised high and dangling.He made a "hmm" sound, making it hard to tell whether he was responding casually or expressing affirmation, as if he was going to get the fat cow box, "Let me help you."
Yan Qi said no, "Go and meditate on the high chair."
"Okay." Song Xueyan didn't understand the hypocritical push and pull, and immediately stopped, turned and left the cold air.
So real, so neat and manly.
Yan Qi let out a "ho" in his heart, shook his head and laughed.
He took out the fat cow box, and was just about to pick out the tomatoes when he felt a cool touch covering his back——
Song Xueyan's hands brushed against his waist, as if hugging him from behind in a daze.
"I'll tie your apron for you."
The author says:
燕栖:什么情况啊朋友们?!感谢在2022-05-1818:24:52-2022-05-1920:30:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
The little assistant left without saying a word.
"Oh, Song Xueyan replied?" Feng Zhui followed Yan Qi into the hotel lobby, "It's so close to his house, it's faster to walk over the overpass than to drive."
"It's a hot day, don't burn him." Yan Qi's eyes flashed Song Xueyan's fair neck, "Snow, I'm afraid of the sun."
"That's right. Although Song Xueyan is not a villain who will cause trouble, but after all, he is a senior after cooperating. If we can be polite, we should be more polite." Feng Zou followed into the elevator, looking forward to the future positively, " It would be even better if we can be more intimate, be a pair of seniors and seniors who cooperate happily, and spread a good story."
Yan Qi felt that Feng Zou was dreaming, "Look at his "stupid mortal, stay away from me", can I get close to him? "
Feng Zou smiled, "Isn't such a person easier to get along with than those hypocritical good people who have a heart and a handsome face?"
He has been in the circle for so many years, he is used to ghosts and ghosts, and most of them are two-faced and three-faced. Song Xueyan is indifferent before and after the camera. It is not easy to get close to, but it is best to get along with him.
Yan Qi doesn't really like to befriend people with too many twists and turns, and he hears that he thinks it's right.
Song Xueyan followed Xiaobing into the elevator, and pulled the only suitcase she carried to her feet.
"The suite is on the top floor, with three living rooms, two bedrooms and a kitchen, separate bathroom, gym, swimming pool...the facilities are complete and everything you expect. If Mr. Song is dissatisfied or needs anything, you can tell me and I will go to the hotel to communicate."
There was music playing in the RV just now, so it wouldn't be embarrassing not to speak, but now in a confined space, Xiaobing thought about showing a friendly attitude to his seniors on behalf of his boss, but because he was nervous, he spoke very fast, as if he was reading a cheat sheet.
"Okay, thank you." Song Xueyan glanced at him, "What's your name?"
Xiaobing was taken aback, and quickly said, "Mr. Song, you can just call me Xiaobing."
"Small cakes are written on the ID card?" Song Xueyan asked.
Xiaobing blushed, "No, Xiao Bing is written on the ID card, the zodiac sign, and the nature."
Song Xueyan looked at the round and lovely face of the little assistant, and thought that this nickname was quite realistic.He wrote down their names and said, "You don't look very old."
This is to check the basic information.
Xiaobing took a deep breath and said quickly: "I am 21 years old, a few days younger than Brother Xi. I am 180 in height and 150 in weight. Don't look at my round face. In fact, I have muscles. One punch is not a problem. I studied in university at Southern Metropolis University majoring in advertising, after graduation, he was successfully selected as an outstanding college student, and he will always maintain a good attitude when studying after work. The family background is clean, there is no criminal record, the parents are still alive, and there is an older brother at home.”
The elevator door opened, Song Xueyan walked out and said, "A talented student."
Xiaobing heard the subtext, and said solemnly: "My career plan is to become an excellent agent. Brother Qi selected me from the list of candidate assistants, so the company arranged for me to learn and grow under the leadership of Brother Xiao, Be Xi Ge's assistant and personal manager first."
Song Xueyan felt that he was clever and knew how to measure, so she said, "Come on."
The little assistant blushed and said, "With your encouragement, I will work harder!"
"Ah."
Yan Qi leaned against the door, and the lighter flexibly twirled between her fingers.He looked at the two people in front of each other, "Having a great chat."
Xiaobing took a step back cautiously, "Say greetings for you."
Song Xueyan dragged the suitcase to Yan Qi's side, one foot had already stepped on the threshold, and she stopped suddenly.He sniffed lightly, smelling the smell and approaching Yan Qi's side neck.
Song Xueyan's soft hair brushed her chin, Yan Xi shuddered, and hit the door with a "dong" on her back, the lighter was also startled, and fell into the palm of her hand in a hurry.
After only a moment of intimate contact, Song Xueyan had already stood up straight, with seventy percent certainty, "Have you been wearing perfume?"
The lighter was staggering in the palm of his hand, and he calmed down.Yan Qi looked normal and said, "Yes, how does it smell?"
"It's okay, but you smelled better before." Song Xueyan exerted strength on her wrist, carrying the suitcase into the door, leaving Yan Qi alone at the door with a puzzled expression on her face.
Before?He didn't use perfume before!
Feng Zou came out of the bedroom, walked up to Song Xueyan with a smile, and said, "This week, please trouble Teacher Song."
"No trouble, it should be." Song Xueyan nodded to Feng Xiao, and pushed the suitcase into another bedroom.
Feng Zou knew Song Xueyan's temperament, so he didn't try to force him to be close. He checked around the suite, and after confirming everything was correct, he turned around and said to Yan Qi, "You and Teacher Song get along well. If you need anything, please feel free to contact me."
"Understood." Yan Qi returned the lighter to him, leaned closer and asked, "Does my perfume not smell as good as before? What did I smell like before? You explain it from the two aspects of fragrance tonality and sense of smell, and then compare it in detail one time."
Feng Zou thought about it for a while.
Before Song Xueyan went upstairs, Yan Qi first took out a bottle of perfume from her bag, pushed a pump towards the window, spun around in circles, took a perfume sunbath, and then put two dots behind her ears very thoughtfully , then stood in front of the standing mirror and scratched at his impeccable hair, finally showing a row of white and neat teeth, and murmured: "So handsome."
This appearance of facing a great enemy made Feng Xiao unable to help guessing: Yan Qi was stimulated by Song Xueyan, unwilling to let her beauty be inferior to others, and wanted to be the most dazzling delicate flower in the room ?
He understood the young man's ambition, and comforted him: "Don't worry, you and Mr. Song are not in the same temperament and appearance, and there will be no competition. Not to mention that your two coffee positions are very different, you are not worried about this for the time being." Qualifications."
"What are you talking nonsense with me?" Yan Qi was speechless, "I asked you what I smell like?"
Feng Zou thought for three seconds and said, "It smells like a peacock."
Yan Qi was startled and illiterate, "Peacock? What does that smell like?"
Feng Zou didn't answer, he stepped out of the room a few times, and closed the hotel door and Yan Qi's questioning behind the door with his backhand.
It happened that Xiaobing passed the living room with two pots, and kindly pointed out: "The peacock is opening its tail, it smells like "sao". "
Song Xueyan brought very few things, except for the commonly used charging cables and medicine bottles, the rest were clothes and pantyhose, so they were vacated quickly.He walked to the door of the bedroom, and just heard this sentence, he couldn't help laughing.
But that smile only stayed for a short second.He returned to his usual expression, reached out to unbutton his shirt, and left the bedroom.
I was about to give my assistant a workplace EQ class on "How to Talk to the Boss so that the Boss Is Wrathful and Gives Me Double the Salary", when he turned around and saw Song Xueyan, Teacher Yan got stuck in an instant.He coughed and urged Xiaobing in a deep voice, "Hurry up and get to work."
Xiaobing advanced and retreated properly, "Okay brother."
Song Xueyan looked around calmly.
Yanqi's guitar and computer tablet are leaning on the sofa, and a bunch of car keys are piled up on the tea table, among which is a bunch of very eye-catching ceramic doll version of Yanqi. Next to the keychain is a round bucket of tea-brown drink, I don't know if it's wine or tea.
Xiaobing is busy in the middle island platform, the double refrigerators are open, and the ingredients and drinks are gradually filling the freezer. All the pots and pans prepared by the hotel are replaced with Yanqi's own set of kitchen utensils, which are more exquisite and expensive. .
The young master looked like he was here for a long-term vacation, and his breath permeated every corner of the public area.
Seeing that Song Xueyan's eyes were finally fixed on Zhongdaotai and did not move away for a long time, Yan Qi couldn't help wondering: he was the one who was going to live with Song Xueyan soon, why did Song Xueyan only look at the small cakes, and turned himself into a a wisp of air?
Usually he doesn't intend to stand out from the crowd, but today he doesn't want to be ignored, Yan Qi coughed.
Nobody cares.
Cough again.
Xiaobing leaned over and looked over, concerned: "Brother Xi, your throat is uncomfortable? I put lozenges in the bedside table in the bedroom, you can take one!"
"Uh..." Yan Qi said in an unhappy tone, "It's all right! Open your mouth and say highc."
Here, Song Xueyan walked to the Nakadao stage, pulled out the high chair and sat down.He looked at a row of pots very seriously, trying to analyze their differences, but unfortunately his poor life experience was not enough to support his thinking, so he simply asked, "Why are there so many?"
Xiaobing was taken aback, turned sideways quickly, and said as a report: "Frying pan, shabu-shabu, wok, small milk pot, soup pot, air fryer... Teacher Song, don't think they are all pots, but they are all pots. Each has its advantages!"
Song Xueyan couldn't understand, no matter what his strengths, not all of them cook.
Xiaobing glanced at Yan Qi, who was looking worried, and said cleverly: "Brother Xi is a person who understands life very well. Although he is staying in the hotel temporarily, he still needs to live a fulfilling life."
He also remembered that Song Xueyan only brought a 20-inch suitcase, and quickly added: "Enrichment is a kind of splendor, and simplicity is not necessarily an attitude. Teacher Song seems to be a way of life when he packs lightly, but it actually shows that It has given you the atmosphere of hiding everything in your chest and the demeanor of being calm and calm as water."
This sycophant!
Yan Qi couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Hurry up."
"It's time for me to go." Xiaobing closed the refrigerator in a good manner, and before leaving, she did not forget to express her kindness to her future partners on behalf of her boss, "Teacher Song has a good rest at night. If you need anything, you can always find me."
Why does Yan Qi want to find you, am I dead?
Oh, no, don't you have an assistant yourself?
Unexpectedly, Song Xueyan not only nodded in response, but also took the initiative to exchange WeChat numbers with the assistant.
The two looked at each other, and Song Xueyan said "goodbye", although she was still cold, but she could feel gentleness; Xiaobing's face was flushed, her eyes glowed with gold, and she walked away floatingly on the clouds.
Yan lived on the outside, with a puzzled face and a feeling of unwillingness.
The door closed with a "snap", Yan Qi lifted his foot with a "snap", he walked behind Song Xueyan, before he could think about what to say, the other party turned around suddenly.
"It's getting late, we're going to go to the group reading at 03:30 in the afternoon, why don't you have lunch."
Song Xueyan's tone was devoid of any personal emotion, so Yan Qi could hear some implication: so as not to cause hunger in the stomach and delay the progress of work.He hummed almost inaudibly and said, "What about you?"
Song Xueyan got up and wanted to leave, "I won't eat."
Why do I eat and you don't?Don't you cause famine and delay work progress?Although there is a difference of 179 lines between us, but this time we are all male protagonists, so what is the difference in treatment?
Yan Qi himself despised the injustice in the workplace, stretched out his hand to block Song Xueyan back, rolled up his sleeves, and said without rebuttal: "I do it, you eat it."
All right.Song Xueyan sat back again.
Yan Qi opened the refrigerator, turned to Song Xueyan and said, "What do you want to eat?"
Yan Qi had posted several times on his Moments before that the dishes he made by himself were attractive, and the young master loves to be exquisite, and he was very particular about the bowls and plates used for each dish and the way they were arranged.Song Xueyan learned at least eight points of Yanqi's living habits and cooking skills through the trumpet "Suiqiong".
He walked over and stared at the abundant ingredients for a while. There was nothing he wanted to eat, but he still pointed to the box of fat cows closest to him.
"Time is not very abundant. Since you want to eat this, let me make a fat beef pot." Yan Qi thought very carefully, "It's already hot, and we have to speak lines during the afternoon reading. We have to protect our throats, so we won't eat them Spicy, tomato fat beef, how about it?"
Song Xueyan didn't care what he ate, but he raised the corners of his eyes, showing a little expectation, "Okay, thanks for your hard work."
The two were facing the freezer, and the cold air rushed towards them, but for some reason, Yan Qi suddenly felt a jump in his heart, and a puff of hot air jumped out.
He looked at Song Xueyan's beautiful eye tails with upward curves, and thought that maybe Song Xueyan got too close, or maybe it was the first time he saw "expectation" on Song Xueyan's face, and he felt fresh, so this look He Qi was surprised, and also carried a pride that he couldn't explain clearly.
Yan Qi found fault on purpose, "I let you choose and you choose, are you so sure I will do it?"
"Could it be that you are pretending to be confident?" Song Xueyan raised her eyelids and looked at him, "You are easy to handle, and it is very similar to the way you were racing before, so I naturally believe you."
Hold!Song Xueyan is praising him!
Yan Qi curled up the corner of his mouth, and finally experienced the blissful feeling of leaving with a handful of pancakes stepping on the clouds.
"You have such a good vision, my culinary skills are at the level of a five-star hotel chef who would take off his hat and call him "Master Yan". "
Song Xueyan felt that if emotions could be mimicked, a tail would have grown from Yan Qi's buttocks, and it would be raised high and dangling.He made a "hmm" sound, making it hard to tell whether he was responding casually or expressing affirmation, as if he was going to get the fat cow box, "Let me help you."
Yan Qi said no, "Go and meditate on the high chair."
"Okay." Song Xueyan didn't understand the hypocritical push and pull, and immediately stopped, turned and left the cold air.
So real, so neat and manly.
Yan Qi let out a "ho" in his heart, shook his head and laughed.
He took out the fat cow box, and was just about to pick out the tomatoes when he felt a cool touch covering his back——
Song Xueyan's hands brushed against his waist, as if hugging him from behind in a daze.
"I'll tie your apron for you."
The author says:
燕栖:什么情况啊朋友们?!感谢在2022-05-1818:24:52-2022-05-1920:30:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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