有罪

Maybe it was really because of hunger, and it took me a while to realize that I was being molested.

Yan Mingyang is not as good at cooking as Liu Heng.The way he cooks is like a schoolmaster who has just flipped through the book and learned new knowledge points, and immediately started to make nine twists and eighteen bends.

He's not skilled enough, but he's really smart.

Shen Zui touched his upper lip with his fingertips, and as if he was afraid of being discovered, he turned and went back to the living room.

"Boss Yan often comes to cook for you?!" Hu Tu lowered his voice, but his eyes widened.

Shen Zui closed the lid of the potato chip bucket and put it back.

"Are you eating at my place at noon?" He looked back at Hutu and Xiaoan.

Xiao An immediately shook her head like a rattle.

"So," Hu Tu was still immersed in his own thoughts.He has roughly judged the situation, "You looked like you were dying just now, maybe it's because Mr. Yan didn't come to make fish soup for you yesterday?"

"........."

Shen Zui lowered his head and said nothing, pressing hard on the lid of the potato chip bucket which was already tight.

Hu Tu understood it at a glance.

"Tsk," he hated that iron could not be made into steel, so he almost pointed his finger, "Your neck is really hard, Mr. Shen."

Shen Zui let go of the innocent potato chip bucket, and picked up the tablet to study instead.

"I read the script."

"Do you want to stay and eat dry fried small yellow croaker?"

Seeing through the stupidity of intoxication but not buying it, "Don't change the subject. I'm asking you, you and—"

"If we eat together," Shen Zui put down the tablet nonchalantly, got up and stepped on his slippers to go to the kitchen, "I'll go tell Yan Mingyang."

"Stop!" Hu Tu quickly reached out his hand to stop Shen Zui, a little frightened.

Shen Zui glanced at Hu Tu expressionlessly, as if warning him against Yan Mingyang.

"Okay." Hu Tu waved his hand, "I won't ask, that's fine."

Perhaps because they were afraid of being arrested to eat the meal cooked by Yan Mingyang himself, Hu Tu and Xiao An left quickly without even saying goodbye to Yan Mingyang.

The sound of cooking came from the kitchen from time to time, and Shen Zui continued to turn over the tablet in the living room.He said he was reading the script, but he was actually a little lost in thought.

The teenage Yan Mingyang also took care of Xiaotu in such a natural way.Xiao Tu came to Qi City for the first time at that time, and when he saw Yan Mingyang, he wished that stars would flash in his eyes, and he hugged him like grasping for straw.

In those years of separation, Shen Zui hated Yan Mingyang, but Yan Mingyang in his heart has not changed, it is still the way Xiao Tu liked it when he was a teenager.

This love collapsed after their reunion.Shen Zui never imagined that Yan Mingyang took good care of herself now, and never imagined that they would be in the same room peacefully and warmly.

"Don't care, they're gone?" Yan Mingyang poked his head out from the kitchen.

Shen Zui was daydreaming, but was dragged back to reality by Yan Mingyang's voice.He turned his head and saw Yan Mingyang leaning against the kitchen door, he paused for a moment before humming.

"Then I can only work hard on me," Yan Mingyang nodded seriously after hearing the words, "I will have lunch with you."

Shen Zui: "...?"

"The small yellow croaker is a bit too much," Yan Mingyang said and went back to the kitchen.His voice came from the air, seemingly objective and reasonable, "You can't finish it all by yourself."

"Dry fried small yellow croaker must be eaten soon after it comes out of the pan, and it will not taste good when it cools down."

Intoxicated: "......"

Because the small yellow croaker had to be eaten immediately after it came out of the pot, Yan Mingyang came to Shen Zui's house to cook with confidence;

And because the small yellow croaker had to be eaten immediately after it was out of the pan, Yan Mingyang brazenly worked hard to accompany Shen Zui to eat.

It wasn't until the scent of the small yellow croaker wafted out of the kitchen that Shen Zui realized Yan Mingyang's "good intentions" in choosing dishes belatedly.

But the little yellow croaker is innocent.Shen Zui was cursing in his heart, but in action he sat down at the dining table consciously, waiting for the food to be served.

"It can't be just one dish." The air was full of fragrance, and Shen Zui sniffed unconsciously.

Yan Mingyang brought freshly cooked small yellow croakers, "There is also your favorite boiled broccoli."

"........."

There was no expression on Shen Zui's face, but his eyes kept glancing at the little yellow croaker.

Golden and crispy, it must be delicious.

Yan Mingyang noticed Shen Zui's little expression, and deliberately held the plate and didn't put it down.

"What are you doing?" Shen Zui was dissatisfied with Yan Mingyang's procrastination, "Are you asking me to serve boiled broccoli?"

As he spoke, he stood up, and the straight-line distance with the little yellow croaker shortened.

Yan Mingyang picked up a pair of chopsticks from the table, picked up a small yellow croaker, and looked at it carefully, "I think this fish should be fried well."

Then why don't you hurry up and eat it for me?

Intoxicated and swallowed again.

On the surface, Yan Mingyang was looking at the little yellow croaker, but actually he kept paying attention to the intoxication.Satisfied with Intoxicated's reaction, he almost burst out laughing.

"Come here." Yan Mingyang Tuqiong saw it, and seduced Shen Zui over with the little yellow croaker in his arms, "Try it."

Intoxicated: "......"

Yan Mingyang took two steps toward Shenzui, and directly handed the little yellow croaker to his lips, "Try it?"

Shen Zui looked at the little yellow croaker that was close at hand, and licked his lower lip.He sneered at Yan Mingyang, opened his mouth and bit the whole fish.

The small yellow croaker just out of the pan crackled when bitten, and the taste was also very fragrant.Before Shen Zui finished eating, he reached out and snatched the plate containing the small yellow croaker from Yan Mingyang, turned around and sat back at the table.

"How is it?" Yan Mingyang put down his chopsticks.He stretched out his hand and wiped away the debris from his lips for Shen Zui.

"One, average." After Shen Zui ate this one, he quickly took another one unnaturally, "It's still edible."

"It's really a good thing that Hutu left." Yan Mingyang didn't bother to argue.He went into the kitchen and brought rice and broccoli, "Otherwise it's not enough."

"........."

"I saw that Hutu and Xiao'an were both here, and I wanted to make more dishes for lunch," Yan Mingyang looked careless during the meal, "I even checked the recipe."

"The people who work with you should not be treated badly in terms of welfare."

welfare.

"........."

"Although your cooking is not bad," Shen Zui felt better after eating a little, and even had the strength to quarrel with Yan Mingyang.He was a little speechless, "But you don't really think that everyone dares to eat the food you cook, do you?"

"It takes courage to sit at a table with you."

"Need courage?" Yan Mingyang obviously lacked a complete understanding of himself.He was puzzled, "Is this so?"

"I'm good at ordering. Every time I invite people to dinner, everyone is very happy."

"........."

"Happy?" Shen Zui lowered his head and pawed at the meal, without even thinking about it, he said, "If I can't go to the meal you invited in Hengdian, I definitely won't go."

Yan Mingyang was stunned for a long time before he vaguely remembered that he had forced the two crews of "Out of Temperature" and "Spring Dwelling" to have a meal together in Hengdian.

At that time, not long after Chen Zui resigned from "Spring Rest" and chose "Loss of Temperature", it was the time when he was afraid to see Xia Rusen.Coupled with Pei Yan and Xia Rusen's new and old hatred for the king not seeing the king, the meal was not too embarrassing.

There were not many small yellow croakers left in front of him, and Yan Mingyang unknowingly put down his chopsticks after eating so deliciously.

Shen Zui raised his head, "What are you doing?"

"The matter of "Spring Habitat"..." Yan Mingyang now thinks of himself back then, and feels that the water is hard to stop.He looked at Shen Zui, "I can go and apologize to Director Xia Rusen."

"No need," Shen Zui picked up another small yellow croaker and put it into the bowl, paired it with a small sprig of broccoli, "I don't blame you after I've said this."

"Director Xia wouldn't blame you. If it wasn't for the investment, he probably wouldn't even remember you."

"........."

Yan Mingyang was wronged in this matter, and there was almost no way to make up for it.He could only force a smile, "Have you been in touch with Director Xia recently? I heard that "Spring Habitat" is also preparing for activities related to the Silver Cloud Award."

Shen Zui paused for a moment, subconsciously took another chopstick of broccoli.

"No." He quickly returned to normal, "But we should see you at the Silver Cloud Awards."

Yan Mingyang was a little surprised by his intoxicated self-confidence.Only then did he pick up his chopsticks again, "Oh, that's fine too. The shortlist will be out soon."

"Yeah." Shen Zui snorted indifferently, and finished the rice in the bowl, "If one of these two films fails to win the Silver Cloud Award, I will be ashamed to see Teacher Xia again."

"........."

Chen Zui killed seven tenths of the small yellow croakers by himself today, and the plate was empty in the end.

After eating, Yan Mingyang cleaned up the dining table and put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher.

Indulge in pacing in the living room to digest food, and read the script by the way.

"Are you resting today?" He glanced at Yan Mingyang.

"Yeah." Yan Mingyang sat back at the dining table again, "Yesterday was all night, and today the employees have to have a holiday."

With half a glass of water in his hand, he looked up to test it.

"Oh." Shen Zui heard what Yan Mingyang meant, but pretended nothing happened.As if affected by inertia, he still paced at a leisurely pace.

Yan Mingyang looked intoxicated for a while, then put down the cup in his hand.

"You, you can rest on the sofa for a while." Shen Zui seemed to be rehearsing an unfamiliar play, very bluntly, "If you don't think I'm noisy in the afternoon rehearsal."

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Yan Moumou immediately became full of energy (.