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Minglang slept on the sofa all night. When he woke up, it was already daylight. He rubbed his eyes. It was rare that Kan Qi didn't come to harass him in the middle of the night, but he still slept very uncomfortable. After all, he was 180 centimeters Big man, no matter how spacious the sofa is, he can't sleep comfortably in his own bed.

He looked at his phone, it was eight o'clock, wondering if Kan Qi had woken up... He seemed to smell a scent, it was the smell of chicken soup.A thought popped up in his mind, but he immediately denied it.

How could a person like Kan Qi cook breakfast at home... But the chicken soup is so fragrant and real, with a trace of curiosity, Ming Lang searched for the smell and came to the kitchen to have a look, which proved that he was indeed wrong, Kan Qi was making it earlier.

With his back facing him, Kan Qi was busy working with his head down, wearing home clothes and an apron.He saw the soup pot on the stove smoking, heard the bubbling sound of the soup in the pot, and smelled the more intense aroma of chicken and aniseed than before.

Kan Qi didn't notice anyone behind him, and he was still concentrating on chopping green onions. Mingming glanced at a pile of ingredients on the cabinet, rice noodles, sliced ​​tenderloin, sliced ​​ham, crispy crisps, pork tendon, tofu skin, leek bean sprouts... It looked like The assortment is very rich, and the side dishes are no less than the No. 300 Scholar Crossing the Bridge Rice Noodles at Xijiang Hotel for more than [-] yuan.

Minglang narrowed his eyes and looked at his back, a little confused, how many faces does this person have?Kan Qi, whom I just met, is stubborn and vicious, and acts recklessly; at work, Kan Qi is clear-headed, rigorous and rational; When he was alone, Kan Qi was sometimes shrewd and sometimes stupid, sometimes pretending to be smart, and sometimes like a little kid...

And now Kan Qi in front of him... Minglang saw that he was doing what he was doing in an orderly manner, and his skillful technique seemed to be that of a person who often performs knives, without any panic, the whole operation was in order.

All kinds of contradictory performances make it harder for Mingming to see through this person.

Kan Qi scooped up a spoonful of the soup with a spoon, took a sip, and felt that the heat was almost ready. When he raised his eyes, he saw Minglang standing behind him and looking at him carefully.

"Are you awake?" He acted calmly, as if he wasn't surprised by the person behind him.

"Well, it's getting late." Mingming inevitably felt uncomfortable when he was caught staring at someone.

Kan Qi handed it to him with a spoon, "Try it, is it salty or not?"

This action is a bit embarrassing, it looks like a young couple, it's too awkward for two big men to do this.

Minglang turned his face away and said, "No need, just taste it yourself."

"Try it..." Kan Qi chased his spoon with his spoon.

"No." Qingming pushed away.

"Oh, you're obedient, just take a sip..." Kan Qi persisted.

"Don't taste it after you say it!" Minglang couldn't bear it anymore and slapped his hand away, and at the same time, the soup spoon was also patted on the ground.

"..." Kan Qi didn't expect him to have such a big reaction, so he froze for a moment.

Mingming realized that he had acted too aggressively, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Kan Qi bent down to pick up the spoon, and smiled: "It's okay, you go and wash up, and come over to eat rice noodles when you're done."

Minglang knew why he had such a big reaction, because Kan Qi's actions had stepped on his bottom line, making it difficult for him to adapt.

When he returned to the kitchen after washing, Kan Qi had already prepared rice noodles and put them on the table, saying, "Come on, try it."

In fact, you don't need to taste it, just smell the fragrance and look at the appearance to know the taste is not bad.

Minglang sat down, mixed the rice noodles with chopsticks, and asked, "Is the company all right today?"

"Yes." Kan Qi replied.

"Then why are you still fussing about it?"

"Where is the trouble? I made it for you."

"I... I'll just eat steamed buns, it's a waste of time."

"It's different from steamed buns. I get up at six o'clock in the morning to cook soup. Can you try it?" Kan Qi desperately needs to be recognized.

six o'clock?Minglang remembered that it was already three o'clock in the morning when his rivalry with Kan Qi ended last night, and he got up at six o'clock...so he only slept for less than three hours?Why bother?

Minglang picked up a chopstick of rice noodles, blew on it, and fed it into his mouth.

The moment he entered the mouth, the aroma of rice noodles with fresh meat and thick soup spread in his mouth. He didn't know how to dissect the taste from the tip of his tongue to the root of his tongue like a gourmet. Shun, everything satisfies his preference for Guoqiao Rice Noodles.

"...It's delicious." Minglang took another sip of the soup as he spoke.

"Just kidding," Kan Qi proudly raised his neck, "Lao Wu and the others have eaten with me less than three times in all these years."

"Don't they like to eat?" Ming Lang picked up the rice noodles mouthful after mouthful.

"I don't even bother to do it for them!" Kan Qi rolled his eyes, what was going on in his mind?

"Humph……"

Kan Qi rested his chin on one hand, and watched Minglang eating rice noodles with great interest. He found that Qinglang is a person who tastes delicious no matter what he eats, and he can easily arouse the appetite of people around him.

Minglang was eating vigorously, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the person next to him was looking at him. He raised his head and said inexplicably, "You don't want to eat? The rice noodles soaked in the soup for a long time won't taste good."

Kan Qi smiled, and fed a pinch of rice noodles into his mouth: "I'll be full just watching you eat."

"This..." Mingming knew that he was referring to eating too fast, and explained: "I have always eaten at this speed. This is a habit I have developed in the army for a long time."

"I know." Kan Qi chewed and ate slowly, never taking his eyes off Ming Lang.

In just five or six minutes, Minglang ate up a bowl full of piping hot Guoqiao rice noodles, and even drank up the soup.

"Is it so delicious?" Kan Qi wanted to laugh seeing him devouring it.

"It was delicious."

"Is that enough?" Kan Qi asked.

"Ah... that's enough, I don't like to waste food, it's been a habit since I was a child." Ming Lang wiped his mouth.

"You are the most essential and simple post-[-]s generation I have ever seen."

This is Kan Qi's heartfelt praise. From the first time he saw Minglang until now, he has never seen traces of material corrosion on him. His flaws are exactly the most shining parts of his whole being.Kan Qi just likes that although he is poor, he has a strong heart. As long as he thinks what is right, he will not admit defeat even if he is beaten to death.

There was no such person around him before, and Minglang was the first one, who would rather die than surrender, so that Kan Qi didn't know how to please this person in front of him.

"Oh, thanks."

Minglang thought for a while and said, "Then we are even now?"

"Even what?"

"Last night, I've been with...with you all night, and the matter of seeing your little note will be evened out."

"Uh..." Kan Qi was extremely reluctant: "Okay, okay, I will forgive you once."

The past half month has been relatively peaceful. Minglang commutes to and from work on time almost every day. Occasionally, Kan Qi will take him with him when the company has a dinner or goes out to do errands. Let yourself contact people at different levels, listen to information from different fields, and gain insights.

He didn't know why Kan Qi asked him to deal with those people, but he was sure that as long as it was a matter of work, he would do it seriously.

I have to admit that the longer he stays with Kan Qi, the more Ming Lang realizes that Kan Qi is really a talent. Apart from his shameless style in private, he is really an open-minded person at work. The business acumen has completely reached the level of seeing every stitch, maybe this is the acumen that a qualified businessman must have, and this kind of acumen is beyond the reach of Qingming in his life.

That night, Mingming was working overtime at the company, and Kan Qi asked him to collect all the information on all the owners of the suburban land that he was looking at before, for use in the company meeting the next day.Minglang stayed in the office until almost ten o'clock before collecting all the villagers' information.

He walked home from the company, and as soon as he reached the corner of a small street, he saw a slender figure wearing a red coat standing downstairs in his house, who looked familiar...it was Zhang Shujing.

Don't think about it, she must be waiting for me, and it's already 10:30, she should have been waiting for a while, Mingming walked over quickly.

"Ah... are you waiting for me?" Ming Lang knew that the opening remarks were a bit silly, but he really didn't know what to say.

Zhang Shujing nodded silently. The moment she saw Qingming coming up to her, she actually had the urge to cry. The source of that urge was both grievance and longing.

"It's winter now, why are you waiting here alone?" Minglang said it was only five degrees today if he remembered correctly.

"...I want to find you." Zhang Shujing said tremblingly.

"Then you can call... call me, it's very dangerous for you to wait here as a girl." Crimes such as robbery or even rape may happen at any time in the alleys of the old city like small street corners.

Zhang Shujing said softly, "I'm worried about disturbing your work."

"Hey, no way," Minglang took out the house key, "Let's go, it's too cold outside, go to my house if you have something to say."

"No, no need..."

"It's okay, my mother cooked porridge in the afternoon, Shun, let's go to have a bowl of hot porridge." Minglang hasn't eaten yet, and he is very hungry.

"I really don't want to go..."

"Didn't you ask me for something? Wouldn't it be better to go to my house and sit and say it than to blow the cold wind here?" Minglang wondered.

"I'm looking for you... just to meet you, can't I spend a while alone with you?" Zhang Shujing finally told the truth.

"Uh..." Mingming understood, but was at a loss for words.

Zhang Shujing was shy, and continued: "Didn't you say that you would give me an explanation? Why haven't you contacted me for so many days?"

Oh My God!Minglang slapped his forehead, he actually completely forgot about it.

"I... I'm sorry, that day... Actually..." Minglang really didn't know how to tell Zhang Shujing, but it was impossible for him to tell her what happened with Kan Qi later.

"Okay," Zhang Shujing smiled cheerfully, "I'm just joking, but you have left me alone for so many days, so I'm afraid you have to make it up to me?"

"Then I'll treat you to dinner on the weekend..."

"Stop eating," Zhang Shujing pouted, "We have no destiny to have dinner together, every time there is a beginning and an end, this time we change."

"Change what?"

"You promise me I'll tell you again." Zhang Shujing laughed.

"...Okay, you can do whatever you say." Qingming knew that he owed others, so he couldn't shirk it anymore.

Minglang's words were very useful to Zhang Shujing, like being doted on by her boyfriend, the white lotus in her heart immediately bloomed in full bloom, and it was so moist.

"We have a high school reunion on Saturday, let's go together!"

Minglang blushed: "Your high school reunion, I... what am I going to do?"

Zhang Shujing blushed immediately, lowered her head in embarrassment, and whispered: "They said that single dogs are not allowed to attend, and they must bring their own family members."

"Yes, is that so..." Minglang felt that his expression at this moment could not be described more appropriately in one sentence: an embarrassed yet polite smile.

Family... If he goes, what will happen?Boy friend?

Zhang Shujing looked up at him, and asked in frustration, "Are you busy this weekend?"

"I should be fine this weekend..."

"If it's inconvenient..."

"No, no," Ming Lang grinned, "Okay, see you on Saturday."

Zhang Jingchu, who didn't have much hope in the first place, was overjoyed when she heard that Minglang had agreed to her request. The excited whole person directly jumped on Minglang, hugging him and jumping happily on the spot.

"Ah! I'm so surprised, you actually promised me!" Zhang Shujing hugged Minglang tightly and refused to let go.

Minglang was confused by her sudden excitement and didn't know how to respond, he just stood there and let her hug him, at a loss what to do.

After a few seconds, Zhang Shujing also seemed to realize that her behavior was abrupt. Although she enjoyed the refreshing masculine scent on Minglang's body, she still reluctantly let go, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm so happy... ..."

Minglang scratched his nose, "No, nothing..."

"I'll contact you that Saturday!" The joy on Zhang Shujing's face didn't fade at all until he left.

Qingming curled his lips, if he owed others, he would have to pay it back sooner or later.Seeing that Zhang Shujing was far away, he turned and walked into the corridor, and a deep voice sounded behind him.

"Are you going home in a hurry to hug the perfect person?"

This kind of provocative tone can tell who it is, why is he here?Didn't you go to a leader's private study to drink tea?

Minglang turned around, and Kan Qi was standing straight at the entrance of his corridor with a plastic bag.

"How did you come?"

Kan Qi shook the things in his hands, "I thought you must have not eaten when you worked overtime, so I brought you something to eat, but I didn't expect...you should be full by now?" He taunted.

"when did you come?"

"I don't remember the exact time." Kan Qi pretended to think about it for a while: "It was about 10 minutes before the girl hugged you. I didn't dare to disturb your interest, so I didn't get out of the car."

"Do you have to run on me like this?" Minglang hated people talking in a strange way.

"Who ran on you," Kan Qi took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth: "That little bitch has bad intentions in the first place."

Minglang couldn't stand Kan Qi's crazy behavior of being jealous anytime and anywhere, and said displeased: "Whether Zhang Shujing treats me well or not is a matter between me and her. Why are you scolding him? What happened to you?"

When Kan Qi heard this, he became very angry.He had already controlled the thought of jumping out of the car and beating Zhang Shujing just now, it was enough to save face, so why not just say a few words now?Is Mingming protecting Zhang Shujing publicly?Is this considered calf protection?Or directly protect his wife?Thinking of this, Kan Qi rushed to his head with a small fire.

There is no way, when a person's love becomes a strong desire for possession, his brain will become strange and huge, worrying about gains and losses, like an old woman in menopause, going crazy at every turn.

"She has already flung herself into your arms shamelessly. If my mother didn't beat her, she would have to worship Buddha and burn incense. You are not allowed to scold me?"

Minglang felt it was absurd: "That's right, he was hugging me, not you. May I ask where did you get angry?"

"Why does she hug my person?" Kan Qi blurted out.

"Excuse me, when did I become yours?"

"I have a crush on you, you are mine." Kan Qi said aggressively.

Mingming smiled helplessly: "Kan Qi, you...have rabies again, right? Catch whoever bites whom, it's getting late, go home, wash and sleep!"

"I'm telling you very seriously, as long as I'm here, no one can get close to you, including that scheming bitch just now, all of you should get out of here!"

Minglang stared at him for a few seconds, not wanting to quarrel with him, "Crazy!" After saying that, he turned and left.

Kan Qi didn't even think about it, grabbed his arm and pulled towards him, then leaned forward and kissed Ming Lang firmly on his lips.

The author has something to say:

Uncle Kan has rabies again, it's time for injections and medicine~ Every time he spares no effort to please Xiao Ming, and destroys his own efforts when he is done. . . .How can there be such a person in the world?Uncle Kan is a big uncle who has a habitual seizure~