I'm just a Buddhist player

In the kitchen, Yi Lanqing put the mandarin duck rolls on the plate, saw a round white radish next to it, carefully and quickly carved a Shui Ling radish flower for decoration.

Huyuan gave Yi Lanqing a thumbs up sincerely, "Your knife skills are better than many famous chefs I have seen. Have you studied it?"

"Cooking is my hobby." The young man smiled innocently, "When I understood that food can bring joy to people and soothe the soul, I devoted myself to learning it for a while. I hope that when I meet a When I can't help him, at least I can warm his heart with delicious food and give him strength."

Huyuan pondered for a moment, raised his wrist and turned on the optical brain, "I also like cooking, please add me as a friend, we can discuss some issues about food together in the future."

Two people pair optical brains, choose to add friends successfully.

"You can go out and clean your clothes first, and I will adjust the heat preservation and serving order of the dishes." Huyuan smiled politely, and Yi Lanqing followed the robot into the cleaning room with interest, removed the gloves, and deodorized the clothes.

The boy obediently sat in the living room watching the holographic video, waiting for a stick of incense, and Yan's father arrived first.

Yi Lanqing went to open the door in person, opened the door, and the young man carefully looked aside, but he didn't see the person in his heart.

"Jun Ji will be here soon." Seeing the boy's actions, Yan's father had a friendly expression on his face, "He has been staying in the research room before, and he needs to tidy up when he comes out to meet people."

"Yeah." Yi Lanqing nodded in understanding, and sat with Yan's father. The two of them were watching a holographic video, and a hilarious variety show happened to be playing, but neither of them could laugh. speechless.

"Uncle Yan." Huyuan went downstairs to see the awkwardness of the two, and greeted Yan's father with a polite smile.

"Thank you Xiaoyuan." Father Yan nodded in response.

"May I ask when Jun Ji will come?" Hu Yuan glanced at his head, "It's not like his character not to keep an appointment on time."

Father Yan frowned slightly, and was about to say something when he heard the sound of the visitor security system. Yi Lanqing jumped up from the sofa instantly like a rabbit. With a pointed nose, he walked slowly and reservedly to open the door.

The man at the door had a gloomy face, looking down at the young man, with hidden anger hidden in his eyes. He was dressed in a handsome black suit, which made him look even colder.

"Jun...Junjun?" The young man almost didn't recognize the man, he had never seen Yan Junji full of anger before.

"Wait a minute, don't talk." Yan Junji lowered his head seriously and lowered his voice, "What I said is irony."

Yi Lanqing looked confused, and before he could tell Yan Junji the good news, the man walked into the living room alone, full of murderous aura and restrained, as if he was going to the battlefield.

After hesitating for a moment, the boy followed and sat with the three of them with question marks on his forehead.

"Qing Ge, come and sit next to me." Yan's father sat in the main seat, Yan Junji was on the right, and Yan's father pointed to the left seat where Yan Junji's eyes could meet, Yi Lanqing obediently nodded and took the seat.

Huyuan sat next to Yi Lanqing and directed the robot to serve appetizers first.

"Butter Chicken Crisp Box, I hope you like it."

The young man stared at the exquisite Jesus box in front of him, wanting to taste it, but found that there were only knives and forks on the table, no chopsticks.

How should it be used?

"You don't even know how to use a knife and fork?" The man on the opposite side showed disdain and sneer, "I don't even know the direction to sit. Do you know how to put the napkin? Why don't you search it on the optical computer and practice it?" Come again?"

The atmosphere froze, Yan's father's expression changed instantly, Yi Lanqing paused, and blinked dryly, thinking that this fool must not have received the latest news, is he still acting?

Do you want to remind me?

"Xiao Yuan, please help Qing Ge." Father Yan held back his anger.

Huyuan silently opened the napkin in front of the young man, folded one-third inward, and spread two-thirds on the young man's lap. He sent an order for the robot to fetch four pairs of chopsticks, and apologized with a smile, "Sorry, I didn't think well. week."

Depressed, Yi Lanqing ate the Jesus box with his chopsticks, only to hear another low voice from the other side: "It's so stupid."

Although the voice was low, it was enough for the three people on the table to hear clearly. Remembering what he said at the door, Yi Lanqing automatically translated the words in his heart: "My baby is so smart."

"Uncle Yan, since Qing Ge doesn't like western food very much, let's serve the main course of Chinese food directly." Huyuan smiled and suggested to Yan's father, who nodded.

The robots stepped forward one by one and put out the dishes, filling half of the table. Except for the fish soup in the middle, the plates of green on the side were "surprising".

Combining what I have seen and heard in this era, in Yi Lanqing's eyes, a table of good food should be like the dean's house. Although lobster and fish roe are not the same color, bird's nest and abalone fly together, but at least there should be something like sweet and sour pork ribs. I don't know what it means to eat such hard vegetables. Is it true that the top rich people are like this?

Father Yan looked at the green vegetables on the table, lost his mind for a moment, hesitated for a moment with the hand holding the chopsticks, and looked at Huyuan suspiciously.

"These are popular recently." Hu Yuan didn't change his face, "It's all natural, and the employees in the store grow it themselves."

Father Yan was silent for a long time, put down his chopsticks, and handed the soup bowl to the service robot. The robot scooped up fish soup and served it to Father Yan.

Father Yan took a sip, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Yan Junji also took a sip of the fish soup, put down the spoon and said nothing.

"Huyuan's craftsmanship is getting better and better." Yan's father also saw that the dishes on the table were just to complement the bowl of soup.

"Qingge made this." Huyuan smiled happily, "To honor you."

Yi Lanqing's small thoughts were suddenly poked out, and he was inevitably a little embarrassed.

"I have a heart." Yan's father smiled, and glanced at his son from the corner of the eye, "Jun Ji, you also drank just now, what do you think?"

The man didn't even look at the boy opposite, and said indifferently, "It's average."

General irony, extraordinary?

This evaluation is a bit high, the young man is secretly shy.

"Qingge also made desserts." Huyuan issued an instruction on the optical brain, and a robot came over with a plate, and presented a plate of exquisitely arranged mandarin duck rolls in front of the four of them.

Seeing Yan's father moving the chopsticks, Yi Lanqing excitedly picked up a mandarin duck roll and put it in Yan Junji's bowl, looking at his instructor expectantly.

"This is a mandarin duck roll, I made it myself."

Afraid that Yan Jun would not eat it, the boy specially explained it.

Yi Lanqing watched Yan Junji's face darken, and slapped the chopsticks on the table, "Can't you see the serving chopsticks? I have a cleansing habit. Don't put things you have touched in front of my eyes!"

The young man froze in place, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, this man didn't know how many times he drank from his own cup, he touched your whole body from top to bottom, cut it if you have the ability.

"Yan, lord, sick!" Yan's father was also angry, and slapped his chopsticks on the table, the action was surprisingly similar to that of his own son.

"You are 30 years old, and you haven't thought about starting a family yet. You study Ares all day long. Can Ares give you a home, huh?

What's wrong with this kid?Good looking and good personality, you know how to respect your elders better than you, you are a renantan that no one wants, what right do you have to despise others?

30 years old, when I was 30 years old, you will be soy sauce, your sperm quality has not declined, can you breed good offspring, don't you know?ah! "

Yi Lanqing heard some blushing words unexpectedly, before he had time to be shy, he only heard Yan Junji's cold voice, "As the supreme commander, you use your 100 billion brain cells to think about unnutritive problems ?"

"It's better than your blind eyes with 576 billion pixels." Yan's father slapped the table, his face flushed, and there were faint veins on his forehead that were about to explode, "Let me put it here, within a month, I must marry this child , otherwise, you will lose the right to inherit the military department, I say one thing! There is no room for repentance!"

Yi Lanqing suppressed a smile, watching Yan Junji's frozen expression.

"Me, and him?" Yan Junji nodded at himself and the boy in disbelief.

"Nonsense, do you think I really asked you to be your friend's adviser?" Yan's father was very angry, "Qing Ge will resume his identity as the grandson of the Lin family within a month, and your marriage contract will be restored in Qing Ge." Immediately after the identity is honored!"

Yan Junji looked at the young man, frowning slightly.

"Now, as the supreme commander, I order you to send Chu Qingge back to school, do you hear me?" Father Yan's voice was loud and deafening.

Yan Junji was silent for a moment, a standard military salute, "Yes."

The young man bid farewell to Yan's father and Huyuan politely, and followed his instructor out the door. He saw many drones and robots surrounded nearby, all armed with live ammunition. Yan Junji lowered his head and operated on the optical brain for a while, and the two Ares appeared stature, quietly returned to the cabin.

"What... what is this?" Yi Lanqing was confused.

"My father said that he would promise you to Huyuan." Yan Junji hugged the boy, and smacked a few times on his lips.

The boy looked around shyly, was picked up by Yan Junji, and got on an aircraft.

A lingering kiss made the boy dizzy, Yan Junji turned on the autopilot, pressed the boy under him, untied his combat uniform as if punishing him, and sucked out a few strawberries from the boy's clavicle.

"Don't..." Yi Lanqing blushed, "I've been on the mountain all day and haven't taken a shower yet."

"You want to return to the Lin family, don't you?" Yan Junji raised his head and asked seriously.

"Yes." Yi Lanqing nodded with a firm expression.

"Is it voluntary, or is it because of my father?"

"I voluntarily." Yi Lanqing didn't want to lie to Yan Junji, "Grandpa was sick, Lin Haoran could have followed his parents to go abroad early, leaving grandpa and the Lin family behind, but he didn't go. I shouldn't back down now, I have Obligate to support my father's family."

"Wait a minute." Yan Jun quickly got up, with a gloomy face, carrying the young man on his back in front of the aircraft console, and took out a small ball after a while, and swept it at the young man.

Yi Lanqing watched the little ball lock himself, and said in a childish voice, "Student Xiaojiu, you know that I have already planned 32 ways to escape from the Black Pearl an hour ago, and I have already contacted foreign countries to respond. Meh? Almost got into a fight, you know?

Little classmate, do you know how deep the water in the Ministry of Finance is?Do you think I can't expect you to return to the Lin family and marry me in a legitimate way?In order to prevent you from wading into the muddy waters of the Trade Union, I took down the entire map. Now, with a single sentence, all my previous efforts have been wasted, you know?

How about you reflect on yourself?How about thinking about our future?I'm really scolding you, the very angry kind!

Please repeat the above content three times every night before going to bed, and the ball will be automatically destroyed after three days. "

The tits were fierce and even cursed... The young man couldn't help smiling, he covered his stomach and laughed till tears came out.

"Yes, I'm sorry Junjun." The young man grabbed the man who remained silent, and wiped away the tears from his laughter with a hand that felt a little sad in his heart.

"If you want to blame me, just scold me." The young man sniffed and pressed against the man's back. "Why do you use this method? It's not serious at all."

The man turned around, hugged the boy who was wiping his tears, rubbed the tip of his nose lightly on the boy's forehead, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it, I'm afraid you will be sad?"