Lao Gong snatches my son from me

It turns out that cooking is really hard.Because he lives with his parents, Song Shu has never learned how to cook, and usually just helps his mother.

He can steam rice, and he can cook noodles, but it is really difficult for him to prepare a few dishes.

So, in order not to lose face in front of Feng Haoli, Song Shu decisively decided to eat it at noon, and then fried some leek eggs.

However, when he opened the refrigerator, he found that there were no eggs, and there were not enough noodles for two.

Anyway, it's not even 10 o'clock, Song Shu said: "I'm going to buy vegetables, you can sit at home."

"I'll go with you." Feng Haoli said subconsciously.

"No need, I'll be right back." Song Shu was going to the vegetable market, and it was quite messy there. A young master like Feng Haoli must not be used to going to that kind of place.

Feng Haoli was obviously unwilling and wanted to speak again, but Song Shu said, "If you're bored, you can watch TV or clean up."

cleaning?

Although asking customers to do the cleaning is very inappropriate, Song Shu felt that Feng Haoli was in a hurry, so he had to follow him in everything.

"Okay..." Feng Haoli looked aggrieved.

Song Shu then went out to buy groceries.

And when he left, Feng Heli rolled up his sleeves, picked up the broom, and really prepared to clean up.

It was his first time sweeping the floor, but this kind of thing can be done by watching TV, and he is not really so stupid and sweet that his fingers don't touch the spring water.

Feng Haoli swept the living room around, feeling very bored.So I took the remote and turned on the TV.

At this time, all the TV shows are news.

Seal the gift and place the remote control on the glass table in front of the sofa.

Then, he saw a pile of books on the glass table.

Looking at it from the front, there was nothing wrong with this pile of books, but Feng Haoli happened to be facing these books obliquely, so he could see the red-faced writing on the spine of the books sandwiched in the middle at a glance.

"Homosexuality", "Homosexuality in China", "Gay Subculture", "Boyfriend"...

Feng Haoli licked his lips, finally couldn't resist curiosity, and opened the book.

"Crack."

Song Shu opened the door, and suddenly heard commotion in the living room.

"A good gift?" Song Shu was suspicious.

"Come on!" Feng Haoli replied, but walked out after a while, still holding a broom in his hand.

"What are you doing?" Song Shu asked.

"I'm sweeping the floor!" Feng Haoli said, rubbing the broom against the ground.

Song Shu's mouth twitched.

He said lightly: "Forget it, don't clean up. I'll go to the kitchen to cook. You can watch TV."

"Alright!" Feng Haoli smiled all over his face.

Song Shu ignored him and went into the kitchen.

Feng Haoli breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked down at his belly, then at Song Shu who was busy in the kitchen, and went out quietly.

Just now he actually found a CD among the pile of books introducing homosexuality.Subconsciously, he guessed what the disc was.It turned out that Song Shu came back just in time, and in a moment of impatience, he stuffed the CD into his clothes, so that it stuck to his lower abdomen.

It's cold and uncomfortable, and I can't move around at will.

Feng Haoli put the CD into his sports car.

He didn't know who put the CD in the book.It could be Song Shu, or someone else.However, Feng Haoli tended to be Song Shu who subconsciously put it in the book after watching the CD, and then forgot to take it out.

The CD is the legendary GV, right?

Song Shu also watches GV?

Thinking of this, Feng Haoli was inexplicably excited, always feeling that you were such Song Shu.

So, by accident, he chose to steal the disc back.

Ahem, anyway, he intends to learn about gay culture, and he couldn't bear to ask Fan Tong to help him find it, but now it's all right, this CD has helped him a lot.

Ok……

After watching him, send it back to Song Shu, without anyone noticing~ Hehe~

Feng Haoli happily entered the house again, walked into the kitchen, and asked, "Do you want me to help?"

"No need." Song Shu replied while choosing leeks, "You go out and wait."

Feng Haoli sniffed and said, "I can't wait to eat Shushu's face!"

Song Shu silently rolled his eyes.

What a rush.

He put the chosen leeks in the water, then took out three eggs, and touched them lightly on the edge of the bowl.

"Crack." The clear egg liquid and orange yolk immediately flowed into the bowl.

Song Shu handed the bowl to Feng Haoli, and said, "Stir, will you?" He asked while stirring the eggs with chopsticks, demonstrating to Feng Haoli.

"Yes!" Feng Haoli said immediately, then took the bowl, and stirred the eggs according to the demonstration just now.

Song Shu fired again.

He was actually very afraid of going to the oil pan, because the hot oil always likes to jump around.But in front of Feng Haoli, she couldn't be cowardly.

Put water, pour oil.

In Feng Haoli's eyes, Song Shu was full of momentum.

"Crack!" The oil splashed!

Song Shu backed away in fright.

Immediately afterwards, an oil flower burst towards Song Shu's face!

Song Shu subconsciously reached out to block it, but someone was faster than him!

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Feng Haoli reached out and grabbed the oily flower in his palm!

"hiss!"

Feng Haoli grinned in pain.

The flesh in the palm of a person is very fragile, let alone being splashed by high-temperature oil?

Song Shu quickly turned on the faucet, grabbed Feng Heli's hand and plunged into the water.

"How is it? Is there anything better? Why are you so stupid? Who told you to take the refueling empty-handed?" Song Shu was a little annoyed.Feng Haoli's subconscious maintenance of himself made him very annoyed.

"It's much better." Feng Haoli showed his white teeth, looking really silly and sweet.Then, he said: "Shu Shu, this plot is wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Song Shu didn't react, still feeling sorry for Feng Haoli's hand.He felt that it was necessary for him to practice his cooking skills, otherwise the next time the oil was splashed, it would be either Feng Haoli or himself.

"If it was this time on TV, you should have cooled my hands with your mouth." Feng Haoli said.

Song Shu immediately rolled his eyes.

This idiot is still making such a joke at this time.

He said angrily, "You're talking about the plot where the female chef cuts her hand and the male protagonist uses saliva to stop the bleeding?"

"Hmm...it seems to be." Feng Haoli was also not sure.

He actually doesn't watch TV dramas much, especially idol dramas.

Song Shu said speechlessly: "It's not like you cut your hands. Also, if you encounter this kind of situation, you must immediately deal with it with cold water. In the end, we are not the protagonists."

"Okay." Feng Haoli was inexplicably disappointed.

Why is Shushu so strict?Is it so difficult to listen to his words and lick his palm?

At this time, the oil in the pot has calmed down.

Song Shu said, "You soak it first, and I'll cook the vegetables." He quickly let go of Feng Haoli's hand and poured the leeks into the pot.