President, she is only handsome for three seconds

"Yeah..." An Xiaolei raised her eyes to look at Yan Ruyu's nervous face across the table, frowned on purpose, and then heard the other party say, "Is it hard to eat?"

An Xiaolei was deliberately surprised and said, "Who said it is delicious? The egg taste is much heavier than the ones bought outside. It is true."

"You scared me." Yan Ruyu also laughed.

"The heart is so bad that you will die suddenly sooner or later." An Xiaolei grabbed a bit from a whole piece of cake and stuffed it into Boss Yan's mouth, "Eat."

"It's too sweet, you can put less sugar next time." Boss Yan ate it with her hands and said.

During the Spring Festival, the city was almost empty, and because of the cold, neither of us wanted to go out, and neither of us had any relatives to go, so we just concentrated on staying at home and staying at home.

Auntie Cooking didn’t come back to work until the seventh day of the Lunar New Year. During this period of time, these two people had to find a way to solve the food.

An Xiaolei looked at the various ingredients that her aunt bought in advance and put them in the refrigerator. She felt that it was very difficult. Finally, she closed the door of the refrigerator and rushed into the bedroom to ask Mr. Yan, "How did you survive when no one cooked during Chinese New Year? "

Yan Ruyu replied with some uncertainty, "Sleep, the white porridge is pickled vegetables old godmother"

After thinking about it, Mr. Yan said again, "Or eat some noodles by yourself. You can't eat any tricks when you eat alone."

"Then there is one more person now?" An Xiaolei asked her, pointing to her nose.

"I'm sorry, it's the same if there is one more person." Boss Yan still had a sorry expression on his face, "My mother's cooking is delicious, but I'm sorry that I don't have such skills."

When Mrs. Yan was still alive, Yan Ruyu was not allowed to enter the kitchen at all.And after she died, Yan Ruyu was basically busy with various things, and had no time to organize her life in a more refined way, eating casually, and sometimes even thinking about eating from morning to night.

Then one day Mr. Yan, who was so hungry that his stomach hurt, had an epiphany, and invited an aunt who was in charge of cooking from the housekeeping market.

Long-term employment.

"Let's learn now"

An Xiaolei looked into her eyes sincerely and said.

I don't know why, but at that moment, what she thought was that the two of them would be together for such a long time in the future, wouldn't it be much less fun if they didn't know how to cook?

In fact, if you think about it more, it is not so fatal, because the two people may not be able to get better forever.

There will always be problems of one kind or another, causing two people to drift apart.

But at this moment, like a cute little girl who confessed to her beloved male god and was accepted, she was thinking about what the future should be like.

An Xiaolei always learns a little faster than her, and she doesn't make too many mistakes once she gets started.

"Put in the right amount of salt and sugar." When Yan Ruyu was trying it, An Xiaolei would read out the recipe written on the recipe, and couldn't help frowning when she read it, "Who knows what the right amount is?"

"It's just that I think it's almost enough." Yan Ruyu dipped the chopped tomato in sugar and put it in her mouth, "I'll buy you a piece of tomato and read the next sentence."

"Okay, sir."

An Xiaolei didn't intend to upset her stomach, so she continued to read obediently.

When two people are in the kitchen, they always feel like home.

or home is the smell of food

When Auntie came back to cook on the seventh day of the new year, An Xiaolei always felt a little regretful.

Although Auntie's food is indeed better than Mr. Yan's, I always feel that something is missing.

Mr. Yan woke up early that morning, as usual. Mr. Yan needs to wash her hair, take a shower, and put on makeup when she goes out, but An Xiaolei only needs to wash up, so she always has such an hour or so to lie in bed. This makes An Xiaolei feel He is simply a winner in life.

Anyway, Mr. Yan will wake himself up when he is going to eat.

An Xiaolei heard the sound of people walking around in her ears. This person was never completely quiet, like a spinning top, always able to find something to do for herself.

Then the voice gradually died down, and the footsteps came to her bed, and someone pushed her, "Golden House classmate, it's time to get up."

"Damn working hours." An Xiaolei murmured with her eyes still closed.

Yan Ruyu leaned down, and lightly pecked her lips, "Get up, or I'll be late."

"Wonderful good morning kiss." An Xiaolei opened her eyes and sat up halfway, "Is there a face on this side and the other side? If it's not happy, it wants to."

"What will happen if you don't give it"

"Its owner will come to ask for it in person." An Xiaolei held hands, "Come, let me taste what your lipstick tastes like today."

"It's lip gloss." Yan Ruyu argued.

"It's okay, just focus."

In so many days of the Spring Festival, a good morning kiss has become a ritual between two people.

"It tastes good, I hope you can apply it tomorrow." An Xiaolei picked up the warm water that Yan Ruyu prepared for herself from the bedside table, and took a sip.

Yan Ruyu smiled, and stuffed a red thing into her quilt, "The red envelope for returning to work, I will work hard to be Mrs. Yan in the new year."

An Xiaolei threw the red envelope into the drawer of the bedside table without looking at it, whistled and said, "Great, I never thought Mrs. Yan is also a profession."

"Of course it is." Yan Ruyu put on her small suit jacket, "I'll wait for you downstairs."

"What are we eating today"

"do not know."

"It's a pity, I forgot that auntie is cooking today." An Xiaolei took the thick coat thrown by President Yan and put it on her body, and at the same time said to Yan Ruyu who was about to leave the bedroom, "You can't go out with such little clothes, I'm not the one who will freeze into a fool by then, and I'm not going to buy you another down jacket, do you hear me clearly, little girl?"

Yan Ruyu waved her hand.

what can i do

An Xiaolei herself was a little helpless, but Yan Ruyu's company also had an air conditioner and could turn on the warm air.Just bring another thicker dress for her to wear when picking up and dropping off.

When going out, An Xiaolei blocked Yan Ruyu at the garage door, and said with a serious face, "This is the last time, next time you go out wearing so little, I will definitely not bring you a small coat."

Wrapped in her black down jacket and trembling, President Yan nodded like a little wife from an ordinary family.

"Promise me that this is the last time." An Xiaolei said relentlessly, "Otherwise I will let you die cold in the street, and I will never help you collect the body, even if you leave all your inheritance to me, I will not .”

"You're implying that I'm ambitious." While there was no one around, Yan Ruyu quickly kissed her on the cheek, and said in a low voice, "Of course, I promise this is the last inheritance and it's all yours."

All right, forgive me one more time.

As soon as he turned his head, he found that there was already a bunch of bright yellow in the yard of Qiao's family next door. The eyes of both of them were not bad. If you pay attention to it, you can see that it is Yingchun.

It was really surprising, when An Xiaolei wove the winter jasmine flowers into a wreath and put them on Yan Ruyu's head during the spring festival last year, it seemed like it was just yesterday, and in the blink of an eye, the winter jasmine flowers bloomed again.

Maybe I can go for an outing this year, but grandma won't be with me anymore.

She thought she would be very, very sad when her grandma passed away, because this was her last relative, but it was strange that she did feel sad, but not as sad as she imagined, or she would leave soon Out.

Probably I have tried my best, knowing that people's birth, old age, sickness and death are fixed.

No one can escape, so after trying my best, I accepted it calmly.

Those who have died have gone to sleep, and those who are still alive must live on strong.

Besides, how dare she die before finding out what happened back then.

After returning from Guangdian Entertainment, An Xiaolei had nothing to do for quite a long time. She used to be a brilliant e-sports player, but she is no longer. Paid a large amount of liquidated damages.

It is because of a knot.

Now she has apologized to Jory, but she still feels that she is not worthy of that competitive stage, so she never went back.

Even Jory felt it was a pity.

In fact, so what if I go back, e-sports is a bowl of youth food, she is already old, even if her consciousness can keep up, her hand speed can't keep up.

And she has never won consciously.

When she first played the game, the Tigers were best at fighting several times with her own speed, or counter-killing at the limit.

All the skill points God gave her were focused on operations.Her consciousness is roughly limited to knowing what the opponent should do next during a fight, so that she can take corresponding countermeasures earlier.

She is really eye-catching, and it is her operation that attracts a large number of fans for her.

Now that I am old and my hand speed has dropped, I must not be able to do this kind of operation, so even going back is just a joke.

But if she doesn't go back to play e-sports, it doesn't mean that An Xiaolei really has nothing else to do and can only eat soft meals at home.

She registered an account on the platform, specifically to receive power leveling.

After all, it is a job bestowed by heaven, playing e-sports is not enough, bullying ordinary people is more than enough.

It was opened at the end of last year, and it has been booming so far.

The quality is good, the score is fast, and the fees are relatively cheap. More and more people are looking for An Xiaolei.

Little yellow hair "Hello"

Gold House "Hello"

The little yellow hair "is the generation on the top?"

The Golden House: "Okay, may I ask what game it is, what rank it is, and what rank it has reached."

Sitting on the sofa and typing this passage, An Xiaolei couldn't believe that one day she would speak in such a polite, harmonious and friendly way, which is simply the perfect interpretation of the socialist core values.

Of course, he was forced by Boss Yan.

He pinched his neck to let him change.

Little Huangmao "The king xx, four diamonds and one star, I need you to help me get to the king."

Golden House "A diamond costs ten yuan for a star, twenty for a star, and fifty for a king."

Little Huangmao "I don't have any money, but I have a secret about your father, do you want it?"