In a small kitchen, the winter melon and sparerib soup is boiling hot on the stove.
Xu Cinian rolled up his shirt sleeves, and was skillfully cutting the ingredients into even thin strips. The thin white fingers and the emerald green rape were set against the background, as if jade and white jade were as pleasing to the eye.
His movements are not fast, but he is very careful. Vegetables of various colors are piled up on the cutting board, red, green, white and yellow, in an orderly manner, just like him.
Qu Cheng, who was sitting in the living room at some point, was attracted by the aroma, leaning on the door frame with his arms crossed, looking at Xu Cinianâs tall and straight back, and the thin waist outlined by the thin blue apron, he donât know why his throat is a little dry, he walked over and reached out to hug him, but he was suddenly called by name, âKeep away from me, in case my hands tremble, this pot of meat will be thrown all over your face.â
ââŠ..â Qu Cheng couldnât help laughing and laughing, how could it be so difficult to be a hooligan.
He appointed him to step back a few steps, Xu Cinian prepared the sweet and sour sauce, heated oil in a wok, and poured the blanched pork belly into it. The glutton in Qu Chengâs stomach.
âIâm hungry as soon as I see you.â A pun, with teasing.
âIâm not braised pork.â Xu Cinian shook the frying spoon without looking back.
The body swayed slightly, and the slender waist was under the very upturned buttocks. Every time the frying pan was turned upside down, the two plump balls trembled. He was clearly dressed neatly, but it was still for Qu Cheng to see. It came out a bit lively and fragrant.
You are better than braised pork.
Qu Cheng replied in his heart, his deep eyes were fixed on the two groups of fleshy waves, but his face remained motionless, bringing out the rogue nature of a gentleman to the fullest.
âSpeaking of which, you donât look like someone who knows how to cook.â
âThen what do I look like.â
Xu Cinian chatted with him. After a plate of double-cooked pork was fried, he tasted it and felt that something was wrong. Picking up his chopsticks, he held a piece of meat and handed it over, âTry it, is it salty? I donât know whatâs wrong with the taste.â
Luo Xiaomao used to be ask this question when he was at home, so that this action was too natural. When Qu Cheng came over and opened his mouth to bite the piece of meat, he realized that he was feeding himâŠ
This thought gave Xu Cinian goosebumps. He hurriedly put down his chopsticks, but Qu Cheng suddenly gave him goosebumps. Holding the back of his hand, in this ambiguous posture, he smacked his mouth a few times, looked into Xu Cinianâs eyes seriously and said, âItâs not salty, itâs sweet, itâs delicious.â
ââŠ..â
The two looked at each other, the mouth is full of the sweet taste of twice-cooked meat, and the suddenly quiet kitchen can only hear the bubbling sound of the pot, and the atmosphere becomes subtle.
Xu Cinian withdrew his arm, coughed twice, breaking the ambiguous atmosphere, âYou said just now that I donât seem to know how to cook, but you havenât said what exactly I look like.â
With a smile, he stretched out his hand and stole another piece of meat to eat, âI remember saying it before, when I see you, you are like a child from a good family, and you are the type of a wealthy family with a bunch of servants and housekeepers around you. Squinted, raised his brows, and looked like they all knelt down for you.â
He followed Xu Cinianâs initial appearance, standing upright, with his chin slightly tucked in, looking at people with a quarter of his peripheral vision, âQucheng, youâre a fucking rogue.â
His virtue directly made Xu Cinian laugh, picked up a carrot and smashed it, âDamn, Iâm not as hypocritical as you are.â
Qu Cheng couldnât hold back his laughter, âYou donât believe it? When I touched your hand, you didnât even have a callus on it, and you didnât work at home when i saw it. Who would have thought that your cooking skills are so good?â
The use of the word âtouchâ is very subtle. No matter how you listen to it, you have a feeling that you have a deep understanding of Xu Cinian and have touched it from top to bottom. I cursed inwardly to myself as a rogue.
âI really didnât cook often before, but I just learned a little bit of fur from my mother.â
It was rare to hear Xu Cinian take the initiative to talk about his own affairs, and Qu Chengâs eyes narrowed subconsciously, âAuntie must have been better at cooking before. I taught you a little bit of fur to catch up with the craftsmanship of a hotel chef.â
âMy motherâs family has been a cook for generations, and my ancestors still cooked for Lafayette in the Qing Palace. Maybe I also inherited some genes.â Referring to his death mother, Xu Cinianâs smile was also a little more than usual.
âThen your family is also engaged in catering?â Qu Cheng went straight in and asked very clearly.
Xu Cinian paused with his fingers for cutting vegetables and shook his head with a smile, âMy family is poor, how can I have the money to open a restaurant.â
âOkay, the vegetables are almost cooked, you can help them out first.â
One sentence perfunctory In the past, it was obvious that he didnât intend to tell the truth. Qu Cheng had already determined Xu Cinianâs identity with absolute certainty, so he was only trying to make him tell the truth. Unfortunately, this peacock was a sullen gourd with a stern mouth. He confessed to himself that he seemed to have to keep working hard.
Qu Cheng smiled and didnât speak. He picked up the plate and walked out of the kitchen, reaching out to greet Wowo, who was sitting on the sofa and watching cartoons.âLittle guy, itâs time to eat!â
After a meal, the two majors and one snack were very satisfied.
Xu Cinian bought a lot of good ingredients, but rarely showed his true skills, and made every dish beautiful and delicious.
Sweet, crispy and rotten twice-cooked pork, cool winter melon pork rib soup, spicy and delicious fried wings, and the most delicious hairy crabs in late autumn, taste a mouthful of oil, dipped in old vinegar and minced ginger. The pure white and translucent crab meat melts in the mouth, the mouth canât close to the mouth, and the round belly directly bulges into a small ball.
For this reason, Qu Cheng poked his little belly while laughing and teasing him, âDumpling, you are not Lightning, you are obviously a string of candied haws.â
âNot dumpling! A lightning!â
âWell, not dough. , itâs a round candied haws.â
âChengcheng villain!â
âOkay, okay, Iâm a villain, but⊠if you want me to admit that Iâm a villain, you have to answer me a question first.â
âHumm?â He lowered his voice suddenly, and puffed up his bun face with a serious face.
Qu Cheng was amused by his foolishness. After glancing in the direction of the kitchen, he asked quietly, âTell your uncle honestly, who is your mother? Tell the truth, or I wonât take you to buy candy tomorrow.
âWo wo never knew that his mother was a goddess since he was a child. He looked at Qu Cheng with a puzzled expression and shook his head, âI have no clueâŠâ
Qu Cheng frowned, staring at Luo Xiaomaoâs room with the door locked, and remembered again. The bra I saw on the sofa last time had a complicated expression, âThen does your father have a girlfriend?â
âWhat is girlfriendâŠ?â It must be broken, he couldnât understand what he said.
In one sentence, Qu Chengâs question was overwhelmed. He looked at the half-large dumpling in his arms, and only half of his arms were so tall. It was indeed a bit difficult to talk to such a small child, but Wowo always listened to his words. And Tong Yan Wuji (childrenâs words carry no harm [idiom]), starting from the little guy is the quickest way.
âA girlfriend is⊠uh⊠a woman who can hug and kiss your father, and who will often show up in your house.â
âOh⊠thereâs no.â
There are only two people in the family, Dad and Uncle Luo, and nothing else.
No? Qu Cheng frowned, his broad palm unconsciously touched the dull hair on Wowoâs head, but he couldnât figure it out.
If there is no girlfriend, how did that ladyâs bra come from? Could it be that the peacock had long expected to meet him, and knew that he would definitely come to confirm whether he had a girlfriend, so he had prepared a woman in advance something for him to see on purpose?
This⊠is too ridiculous, and itâs not a prophet.
Qu Cheng chased away the wild thoughts in his head, and took out his mobile phone to ask Ah Si to investigate the man named Luo Xiaomao again. At this time, Xu Cinian in the kitchen suddenly stuck his head out and waved to him, âQu Cheng, Come and wash the dishes.â
Let the boss of the Qinglong Gang wash the dishes himself, this peacock is really a big face.
Qu Cheng didnât know whether to laugh or cry, put down his phone, got up and walked into the kitchen, just in time to see Xu Cinian rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find something.
âHey? I clearly remembered to put it here, why is it gone?â
âWhat are you looking for?â Qu Cheng asked as he rolled up his sleeves and picked up the dish towel.
Xu Cinian didnât lift his head, and continued to rummage in the cupboard, âLooking for soy sauce, it used up when I was cooking the vegetables just now.â
âIs it in the cupboard above?â Qu Cheng pointed to the cupboard above his head.
âNo wayâŠâ
Xu Cinian scratched his hair. He was very confused when he was dressed in home clothes and with this action. It was very different from his shrewd and calculated appearance in the past. Qu Chengâs eyes were eager and he really wanted to kiss him.
âIâll check it out for you, you probably wonât be able to reach it.â
Qu Cheng wiped the water off his hands and reached out to the top cupboard above his head.
Xu Cinian rolled his eyes. He was three centimeters shorter than Qu Cheng because he despised Qu Chengâs behavior of showing his height. Why couldnât he reach the cupboard above? It was just hatred.
His expressions at home are much more than when he is outside, and all the little tempers that are usually not revealed easily are exposed. Qu Cheng sees it very clearly. He deliberately hides the soy sauce in his hand behind other bottles and covers it with a box, holding back his heart. He smiled and said, âHey, it seems to be there, but I canât reach it, you put it too far in the back, why donât you bring a stool over here.â
Xu Cinian raised his eyebrows and snickered, âYou canât reach it?â
Qu Cheng shrugged his shoulders, pretending to be innocent, âOkay, okay, I really canât reach it, why donât you come up and get it yourself?â
Xu Cinian jumped up and looked at it, but he didnât see the soy sauce, and glanced at Qu Cheng, this rogue is pretending to be dead and looking at the sky. He had no choice but to bring a chair and step on it. After looking at it for a long time, he said, âWhere is it, are you sure you saw it just now?â
âReally, itâs black, isnât it ? Is the bottle of soy sauce, the same brand you used when you were cooking.â
Seeing what he said was serious, Xu Cinian stood on tiptoe and poked his head to rummage inside, his focus moved forward, and the whole person was lying on it, pouted two groups of very upturned ass.
Qu Cheng stood below and stared at his ass, and pushed the stool deliberately as if in a bad way.
âHey, donât shake!â
âNo shaking, you should shake it yourself, or Iâll help you.â
Saying that, Qu Cheng pushed the stool again, and stretched out his hand to support Xu Cinianâs butt.
The two soft lumps of flesh instantly surrounded his palms, and the hands were bouncy and fleshy. Even through the thin pants, he could still feel the smooth skin of the tentacles.
Xu Cinianâs hair was blown up, and he turned back suddenly, âDamn what are you doing!â
Qu Cheng wanted to cry without tears, âWhere can I help you if I donât help your butt? Otherwise?â
After speaking, he shifted his hands to his waist again. This is Xu Cinianâs sensitive belt. Itching, at this time, he was wrapped by Qu Chengâs fiery big hand, and Xu Cinian was shocked and swayed, âYou donât need to help me anywhere! Let me go!â
âOkay, I will let go.â But he kicked the stool hard.
The stool flipped over in an instant, Xu Cinian was caught off guard, his center of gravity was unstable, and he suddenly leaned back. Qu Cheng wanted to hug him, but he was hit hard by Xu Cinianâs elbow, and he stepped on the detergent. With a slip of the way, he directly hugged Xu Cinian and fell to the ground.
âhissâŠâŠâ
Qu Cheng hadnât fallen so embarrassed for many years. He covered his lumbar spine and raised his head just as he was about to speak, when Xu Cinian slapped him in the face.
âQu Cheng, youâre a fucking dick!â
Qu Cheng was amused, âI kindly catch you, but you still dare to do it? Believe it or not, I canât even move you when I tie you to the bed?â
âShit! âAs soon as Xu Cinian met him, he couldnât hold back his temper. He was beating people and swearing. He was about to stand up on the chair, but when he fell down just now, he hit his waist. dare not move.
âHey, Peacock, donât you move?â
Xu Cinian ignored him, propped up his chair and tried to get up again, but he still fell on Qu Cheng. At this moment, a pair of strong arms embraced him, and Qu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. Steady, âIâm telling you to stop moving!â
Being held down tightly, Xu Cinian stumbled and fell over, sitting on Qu Chengâs lower abdomen, and a hard object stabbed him in the ass.
Xu Cinian: ââŠ..â
Qu Cheng: ââŠ..â
âPlakk!â Xu Cinian slapped again without hesitation, this time his face flushed, âYou⊠hit me! â
Although Qu Cheng was beaten, his thick skin and flesh didnât hurt at all. At this time, he couldnât help laughing when he hugged him.
At this time, there was a sudden âclickâ, and Wowoâs little head suddenly came in. When he saw his father and Chengcheng hugging each other, he was suddenly dumbfounded. He tilted his head and looked at the two adults, the three of whom had big eyes. He narrowed his eyes, the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.
WoWo bit his fingers, hugged and hugged his father, and the people who often appeared at home wereâŠ
âGirlfriend! Chengcheng is my fatherâs girlfriend!â