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At this moment, Mu Qing was standing in the kitchen with his back to Yan Zhengdong.He was wearing a light blue apron, and the thin belt was loosely tied behind him, making his waist even more slender.He was so focused on the work in hand that he didn't notice anyone approaching behind him.

Yan Zhengdong didn't make a sound, and simply stood at the door of the room with his arms crossed, quietly watching his back——

It is not in vain that he left behind the mountains of work over there, and Jing Tianyun, who was looking for death and threatening to hang himself, took a plane for more than ten hours, and spent New Year's Eve on the plane, just to come back to accompany Mu Qing, not wanting him A person visits the grave alone on New Year's Day.

The surprise and the beautiful scenery in front of me alone are worth it.

Although he knew that the other party only regarded him as a friend, but looking at Mu Qing's busy back, Yan Zhengdong still had the illusion that the two had hit it off and lived together at home.Thinking of this, he couldn't help but began to shamelessly fantasize about the beautiful life of the two in the future.

However, his good wish quickly disappeared when Mu Qing turned around, because he saw clearly the breakfast that Mu Qing was making for him——

That is a bowl of instant noodles.

It's not that he dislikes instant noodles, it's just that people sometimes expect too much, so they are disappointed. Then again, he didn't expect that he was so close in Mu Qing's heart that when he came to visit for the first time, the other party would use Treat yourself to instant noodles.

Although the feeling of closeness is good, but I always feel...a kind of sadness that I am not taken seriously.

——Anyway, if Mu Qing went to his house for breakfast, he would definitely not be inferior to the treatment of abalone and bird's nest porridge. Of course, if Mu Xiaoqing wanted to, he would definitely not mind bringing the meal to his bed!

Perhaps it was because the shock (xian) and astonishment (qi) in his eyes were too obvious, Mu Qing also felt a little embarrassed, scratched his head and tried to save face: "There are no materials at home, so we can only make do with it. But look... Although it is instant noodles, it is still very nutritious, I specially put a lot of things..."

Yan Zhengdong walked over with a look of disbelief, seeing his expression, Mu Qing simply pointed to him in the same way: "Look, this is instant noodles, let alone, I even put eggs..."

Yan Zhengdong: Well, I see, and you have pierced the egg yolk, and the egg white has floated all over the pot.

"Put chopped green onions..."

Yan Zhengdong: If you cut it as long as your finger, it is considered a "chopped green onion".

"Put lunch meat..."

Yan Zhengdong: If you don't tell me, I really can't recognize what those piles of broken things are.

"Put the cabbage..."

Yan Zhengdong: It has withered like dried vegetables that have been drying for three years.

"To enhance the flavor, I put tomatoes..."

Yan Zhengdong: The red one, I thought you cut your finger and bled.

"I also put ginger slices to drive out the cold..."

Yan Zhengdong: This understanding still has skin on it.

"I'm afraid you won't be full, so I threw a few quick-frozen dumplings..."

Yan Zhengdong: Yes, it is already grinning at me now... Although it is my sweetheart, are you sure you are not going to poison me to death?Can this pot be eaten? ! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

When the matter developed to this point, Mu Qing couldn't continue talking, but he still wanted to save himself a little face, so he said bravely: "Don't think this pot of food looks good, but the taste is still good, don't believe it If so, would you like to try it?"

To be honest, if this pot was made by Jing Tianyun, Yan Zhengdong would have pinched his nose and poured it down for him, but if it was his sweetheart, Yan Zhengdong could only find a way to keep the other party's self-esteem. Do your best to protect your stomach.

As expected of a successful person, his brains are faster than normal people. The CEO figured out a way out after a second: "Well... look, there is hot sauce and ginger in this pot. I have been hungry for a long time. Time, it's not very good for the stomach, why don't we forget about this pot of food, let's eat something else?"

With the mentality of surviving from death, Yan Zhengdong didn't give Mu Qing time to object at all. After speaking, he rushed to the refrigerator as quickly as possible, opened the door of the refrigerator, and planned to support himself.After seeing the contents of the refrigerator, he was a little dumbfounded.

Except for a tomato and two eggs, there was nothing in the refrigerator, and it was so desolate that one couldn't help but feel sad.

Yan Zhengdong wanted to kneel down for the first time in his life! !

Could it be that the kid threw everything into the pot?How did he live alone at home? ! !

With a deep sigh, Yan Zhengdong resolutely threw the pot of things that smelled of biochemical drugs into the garbage bag under Mu Qing's condemning gaze, and tied the mouth of the bag tightly in a very environmentally friendly way. ——For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, don’t use strange things to harm the sanitation workers, right?

Then he walked towards Mu Qing, turned the man directly, untied the belt behind him, took off the apron and put it on himself, then pushed the man out of the kitchen, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, skillfully brushed the pan and put the water on the stove to burn.

While waiting for the water to boil, Yan Zhengdong took out the tomatoes, washed them, skillfully cut them into small pieces, then beat the remaining two eggs in a bowl, and quickly broke them up with chopsticks.

Mu Qing leaned against the door, listening to the crisp and rhythmic knocking sound between the chopsticks and the bowl, and seeing Yan Zhengdong's skillful movements, he was a little dazed for a moment.

Yan Zhengdong didn't bother to talk to him. After the eggs were almost beaten, he took out the frying pan, first heated the pan, then put in the oil, poured the egg liquid into the pan, and fried it until it was golden brown. come out.

At this time, the water in the pot boiled, Yan Zhengdong tore open the bag of instant noodles, put the noodles into the pot, took a clean basin to fill some water and put it aside.

After finishing these, he threw the chopped tomatoes into the pot, turned it to medium heat and slowly stir-fried the juice, then put in the scrambled eggs just now, and added salt and oyster sauce to let it taste slowly.

The noodles in the pot next to it had already been cooked, Yan Zhengdong took out the noodles and rinsed them in cold water several times, divided them into two plates, and then poured the cooked sauce over the noodles.

Looking at the noodles on the plate, he felt that he seemed a little bland, so he simply took the scallion leaves that Muqing had broken off and threw aside when he cooked the noodles, put them on the chopping board and cut them into pieces with a knife at a very fast speed The chopped green onion is sprinkled on it, and the white noodles are served with red and yellow sauce, and then decorated with green chopped green onion, which looks seductive and appetizing.

During the whole process, Mu Qing just leaned against the door and watched Yan Zhengdong's movements. The embarrassment of being caught with poor cooking skills had long since disappeared. At this time, besides warmth, there was also an inexplicable sourness in his heart.

In two lifetimes, except when his mother and stepfather cooked for him when he was at home, only Yan Zhengdong cooked for him.

This person...how could he be so kind to himself...?