What to do when you dress like an idol [Entertainment]

In the world, there are journalists who are running around for justice regardless of life and death, and there are also unscrupulous media who ignore the facts for the sake of gimmicks.

The latter probably don't even have the qualifications to be called journalists.

Lin Jingyang called Lingxi immediately, and Lingxi was probably in a hurry. She didn't answer the call, so Lin Jingyang could only suppress her worries first.

When we got home, Lu Yang was not in the living room, but the living room lights were on. Lin Jingyang moved his nose and smelled a fragrance. He paused and moved his nose again. The fragrance came from the kitchen. .

The light in the kitchen was on, and there were some noises. Lu Yang didn't know how to cook, and usually didn't go to the kitchen. Lin Jingyang sometimes cooked, but most of the time they ordered takeaway.

Lin Jingyang was about to go to the kitchen, but Lu Yang was walking out with a plate of things. Seeing Lin Jingyang, Lu Yang stopped and looked at him.

"It's time to eat."

Lin Jingyang was taken aback: "You did it?"

Lu Yang nodded, Lin Jingyang quickly walked up to him and looked down.

The white porcelain dish was chosen by Lin Jingyang, with dark blue patterns on it. The price of the porcelain dish is not low. He happened to see it once. If he really likes it, he bought it. The porcelain dish is exquisite in workmanship, and the white porcelain is as clean as paper. No stains at all.

Maybe it's because the porcelain dish is too white, which makes the contents of the porcelain dish even more inconspicuous.

The reason why it is called a thing is because the pile of things on the plate that I don't know if it should be called a dish is so black that I can't really tell what the original ingredients are.

Lin Jingyang swallowed, and looked up at Lu Yang: "What... is this?"

Lu Yang seemed to be a little proud: "Stir-fried lettuce, didn't you say that you want something lighter recently?"

Lin Jingyang was fascinated by the lump of lettuce in Lu Yang's mouth.

In this way, it is probably 10,000+ kilometers away from the word bland.

Lin Jingyang smiled dryly: "Very good, very good."

Lu Yang said again: "There are still some dishes you like in the kitchen."

Lin Jingyang pointed to the dining table and said, "You can bring it to the dining table first, and I'll go to the kitchen to have a look."

Hearing this, Lu Yang walked towards the dining table.

Lin Jingyang turned and walked towards the kitchen.

in the kitchen...

It's not bad.

There is no messy scene as imagined, and there are several dishes on the chopping board, which can be seen at a glance.

It makes people lose their appetite.

Lin Jingyang went to the chopping board and pinched a piece that could barely see the shape, probably something sweet and sour, and put it carefully into his mouth. After hesitating for a moment, he chewed. Spit out by the sink.

Lu Yang probably put salt as sugar twice.

The sugar of sweet and sour is not tasted, and the salt can be salty to death.

Although Lu Yang seemed to be able to accomplish everything perfectly, he seemed to have finally found something that he couldn't do.

Cooking.

However, being able to make rice like this is actually a special talent, right?

Lin Jingyang rinsed his mouth, thinking while spitting out the water in his mouth.

Lin Jingyang turned around, looked at the dishes on the chopping board and sighed. Her non-human boyfriend cooks for herself. How can I eat this meal?

He raised his head, but Lu Yang was standing at the door of the kitchen.

Lin Jingyang was taken aback: "When did you come?"

Lu Yang looked at him: "When you eat that dish."

Lin Jingyang hurriedly said: "I feel sick to my stomach today! That's why I vomit..."

But Lu Yang came to his side: "I know the food I cook is terrible." He looked a bit lost: "I just want to make a meal for you to eat."

Lin Jingyang smiled and said: "Eat, I will definitely eat." He picked up the dishes on the table: "Let's go, let's go eat."

However, Lu Yang took the food from Lin Jingyang and dumped it directly into the garbage bin. Lin Jingyang felt a twitch in his heart when he saw it.

Lu Yang said sadly: "Forget it, it's not necessary."

Lin Jingyang didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or feel distressed, he looked up at Lu Yang, and comforted him: "It's okay, I appreciate your kindness, and I can't eat what I cook for the first time, practice makes perfect, Besides, if you are not a chef, even if you really can’t cook well, it’s okay, as long as you become a big star, wouldn’t it be fine?”

Lin Jingyang glanced at the dishes on the chopping board that Lu Yang washed clean, and those who didn't come said: "Okay, I'll do it, I cook, you wash the dishes, isn't it good?"

He pointed at Lu Yang's chest a few more times: "Look, it looks like a novice at first glance. He doesn't wear an apron to cook, and his white clothes are all oily."

Lu Yang is wearing a white T of a certain brand today. It is very white and has no fancy patterns. It is a very simple basic style, but such a basic white T is also a few thousand smaller. Now this one is clean and tidy. There were many stains splashed on the white T. They were yellow, brown, and red. It was like a hodgepodge of seasonings. Lin Jingyang couldn't imagine how to splash so much oil when cooking.

Lu Yang frowned and looked at the stain on his chest, and clicked his tongue: "Forget it, don't want it."

Lin Jingyang glanced at him: "Prodigal."

He turned around and came to the cabinet again, opened the cabinet and looked through it, but he couldn't find what he was looking for, Lin Jingyang let out a sigh, and looked back at Lu Yang: "Where's the apron?"

Lu Yang looked at him and shook his head: "I didn't see it."

Lin Jingyang groped in the cabinet again, but still couldn't find the apron. He rummaged in other places in the kitchen, but still couldn't find the apron.

Lin Jingyang scratched her head: "It's strange."

He usually doesn't throw things away, and the aprons are usually folded and placed in the cupboard, but today he couldn't find the apron anyway.

Seeing Lin Jingyang's appearance, Lu Yang also rummaged through the apron for him in the kitchen. After searching for a while, Lu Yang found an unopened package from the bottom of the cabinet, and held it to Lin Jingyang. Look: "It looks like an apron."

Lin Jingyang took a closer look, and quickly waved his hands: "This is not okay."

However, Lu Yang tore off the packaging bag, shook the apron in his hand, and unfolded it in front of Lin Jingyang.

This is an apron with a black background and a white border. The white border is still like a lace border. The workmanship is quite exquisite, and it is quite cute.

But this is a maid's apron,

This apron is actually a gift from a fan. Although Lin Jingyang does not accept gifts now, these fans will still send their hearts to the idol through various strange channels.

This maid apron was stuffed into Lin Jingyang's hand by a fan when he wrote a letter to him, saying that it was a small handicraft made by himself, and that he bought a sewing machine and learned tailoring for Lin Jingyang.

Of course, at the time the maid apron came in a nice little fan gift bag.

At that time, the fan was crowded at the airport, and the fan was almost squeezed by someone. He saw it and gave him a hand, but the fan stuffed something into his hand. He thought it was a small handicraft such as a scarf and gloves. At that time, he was in a hurry to catch up with the schedule, and was dragged forward by Qian Rui. He didn't have time to return it to the little fan, so he took it in his hand and left.

As a result, when I got on the plane and remembered it, I opened it and found that it was a maid apron.

Fortunately, it was in the first class, and Si Bei was sitting next to him.

Otherwise, it would be embarrassing for others to see him holding the maid's apron in his hand.

Although I don't know why this fan made this kind of micro group, but the apron is always made by the fan himself. He didn't throw it away or wear it. He simply threw it in the cabinet and put it at the bottom of the box.

Who knew it was dug out by Lu Yang now.

Lu Yang looked down at the apron in his hand: "Why not?"

Lin Jingyang said: "This apron is too much."

Lu Yang looked very puzzled: "Which one is too much?"

Lin Jingyang said: "...It's too cute for me."

Lu Yang snorted, and compared the apron in front of Lin Jingyang again: "You are cuter than the apron."

Lin Jingyang took a few steps back: "Even if you tease me like this, I won't wear it!"

Lu Yang said: "But the apron I wore before is gone."

Lin Jingyang said: "Then...then don't wear it."

Lu Yang said: "Only the two of us are here, no one else will see it."

Lin Jingyang turned her head away: "No."

Lu Yang said again: "It's not easy to wash off oil stains on your body."

Lin Jingyang still turned her head away and said nothing.

Lu Yang looked at Lin Jingyang for a while, then walked around behind him with an apron, put his arms around him, lowered his head slightly and bit Lin Jingyang's earlobe: "I want to see you wear it."

The earlobe is Lin Jingyang's sensitive point, he trembled: "...Did you do it on purpose?"

Lu Yang said: "I didn't hide this apron, who did it on purpose?"

He stretched out his hand in front of Lin Jingyang, unfolded the apron around him, and tied a beautiful bow behind him.

Lin Jingyang was still explaining: "It's not that I want to hide it, it's a gift from a fan, don't talk nonsense, I don't have that kind of..."

Lu Yang came to Lin Jingyang again and nodded, "It's suitable."

Lin Jingyang glared at Lu Yang angrily, and was about to speak, but Lu Yang took a few steps forward, planted a superficial kiss on his lips, and then quickly pulled away.

"I'm hungry."

Lin Jingyang sighed: "Forget it, let me cook. It's so late, it's time to eat."

He was about to start cooking, but found that Lu Yang still hadn't left. Lu Yang looked at Lin Jingyang and walked to him: "I'll help you."

Lin Jingyang nodded: "OK."

With Lu Yang's cooking skills, Lin Jingyang would not dare to let him do it. At most, he would only let him do some work like picking vegetables. Fortunately, Lu Yang has no problem doing this kind of work.

While cooking, Lin Jingyang's cell phone rang suddenly, it was from Lingxi, and Lingxi on the other end of the phone sounded quite listless, presumably it is not very easy now.

Lin Jingyang said: "Are you okay?"

Lingxi sighed on the other end of the phone: "It's nothing, I was careless, I was a little busy before, so I didn't come to remember to call you back."

Lin Jingyang didn't know how to comfort Lingxi, and Lingxi shouldn't need others to comfort her at this moment.

Lin Jingyang said again: "Then what are you going to do now?"

Lingxi said: "Hey, I don't know what to do. I originally wanted to find the surveillance video, but the place where I and her happened to be in the dead corner of the surveillance..."

Before Lingxi could speak, a voice came from the phone: "Fuck, Gu Xihang posted on Weibo!"

Consonance paused: "I have something to do here..."

Before finishing speaking, Lingxi hung up the phone.

Lin Jingyang looked at the phone and thought for a while, then opened Weibo, and found Gu Xihang's Weibo.

Weibo was just posted by him.

@古西鈥檚: I didn’t handle my personal relationship properly, so I acted selfishly and completely according to my own preferences. I confessed my love to Lingxi when I had a fiancée. This matter has nothing to do with the two girls, it’s completely my fault. I hurt the two of them. Lingxi has clearly rejected my confession. This is just my unilateral liking for her. It has nothing to do with her. I will try my best to deal with this matter in a man's way. If If you want to scold me, come at me. "

"It's still a man." Lin Jingyang smiled.

Lu Yang glanced at Weibo: "If he is really a man, he should deal with the fiancée matter first, and then confess to Lingxi."

Lin Jingyang said: "It's a little tender, after all, I'm only 20 years old, and my family must be pressing hard."

Lu Yang said: "If I were him, I would definitely work hard from now on, and I will confess my love to the person I like when I have the capital to compete with my family."

Lin Jingyang smiled, squatted down, and was about to throw the residue into the garbage basket, but found that there was a lump of something wrapped in newspaper in the garbage basket, and a small corner of that thing protruded from the gap.

Lin Jingyang paused, reached into the frame and pinched the corner, then pulled it out.

It was his apron wrapped there.

Plain, dark blue, plain, with a speckled apron from cooking splashes.

The corner of Lin Jingyang's mouth twitched, she held the apron in her hand, and showed it to Lu Yang: "Why is my apron in the trash can?"

Lu Yang dodged his eyes for a moment: "I don't know either."

"I don't know?" Lin Jingyang raised her eyebrows: "I'm not at home all day today, and you are the only one holding the key. Could it be possible that I'm still in the ghost?"

Lu Yang said: "Maybe you lost it while sleepwalking last night."

Lin Jingyang said: "Lu Yang, I think you did it on purpose." He gritted his teeth and said, "Since I came back, have you been tricking me?"

Lu Yang stared at Lin Jingyang for a while, then suddenly grabbed the apron from his hand and threw it on the ground.

Lin Jingyang froze for a moment, and was pushed onto the desk by Lu Yang.

Lu Yang said behind his ear: "That's right, I did it on purpose. I've been tricking you from the very beginning. From the moment I pulled out this apron, I wanted to see you wear it. Not only did I want to see you wear it, but I also wanted to wear it." I want to see you in just this apron."

Lin Jingyang's long-lost face flushed: "Words of tigers and wolves!"

Lu Yang smiled lightly, and breathed out behind Lin Jingyang's ear, tickling: "Then I'll show you what a tiger wolf is. I'll tell you the truth, I've wanted to try it in the kitchen for a long time."

When Lin Jingyang was pressed on the table by Lu Yang, she was still shouting: "Don't... eat first..."

"Eat?" Lu Yang took a bite: "Aren't I just eating?