"Ding Dong"

The doorbell outside rang suddenly, and Xu Chuanyang slowly pushed him away, "I'll open the door." ”

"Hmm. Ling Mobei shrank back on the bed a little embarrassed, not daring to look at his expression, if it wasn't for someone suddenly ringing the doorbell, he wouldn't have pushed him away without hesitation.

It's always been his self-inflicted amorousness, alas, that's it!

Ling Mobei was lying on the bed, his head was still a little dizzy, and he suddenly smelled the aroma of food in a daze, he opened his eyes, and saw that Xu Chuanyang had brought a table with a few plates of green vegetables on it, and it turned out that the doorbell was for takeaway just now.

"Does your head still hurt?" he said, setting up his chopsticks and looking over.

"Sort of. ”

"Can you eat?"

Ling Mobei sat up with one hand on the bed, got up and was on the table, he could reach it with his hand, although he was usually very fierce to him, but sometimes, he would also be very careful, such as now.

"Do you always order takeout?" Ling Mobei lowered his head to eat, probably feeling very uncomfortable being silent like this, so he asked him.

"A person is too lazy to do it, and when he is hungry, he orders takeout. ”

"The things outside are not clean, when I am ready, I will make it for you. ”

Xu Chuanyang was about to clip a piece of bitter gourd, and was a little surprised when he heard this, "You know how to cook?"

Ling Mobei nodded and looked at him with a smile, "Although it's not very delicious, it's no problem to fill your stomach." ”

Xu Chuanyang snorted and continued to eat, looking indifferent on the surface, but his heart was already rippling, he still remembered that at that time, he filled the refrigerator at home with all kinds of ingredients, but he just bought it to make filling, and replaced it with another batch if it was broken, he was very unaccustomed to his wasteful practice.

"Who did you learn from?"

"Self-taught. Ling Mobei seemed to recall that period of the past, and said with some interest, "Because we often run around the disaster area, each of us has developed the ability to be self-reliant, I sometimes cook Chinese food for them, and they still love to eat it." ”

Looking at his complacent appearance, Xu Chuanyang also smiled, "Let's eat." ”

"Hmm. He nodded vigorously, he was in a good mood and ate heavily, he could feel the change in Xu Chuanyang's attitude towards him, he was no longer as indifferent and bored as before, no matter what the reason, he was already very happy to be able to eat a meal with him so quietly.

When Xu Chuanyang returned from the army again, Ling Mobei's illness was almost better.

He opened the door and smelled the smell of rice coming to his face, and when he hesitated, he forgot to put the key in his pocket and stood there in a daze.

Behind the frosted glass of the kitchen, a figure is busy, and the smell of the restaurant comes from there.

After being stunned for a long time, he suddenly strode over and opened the glass door with a bang.

"Minghao. ”

Ling Mobei looked at him in surprise and asked puzzledly, "What did you say?"

Xu Chuanyang's smile slowly receded, "It's nothing." ”

Ling Mobei didn't ask any more questions, but continued to fight against pots and pans.

For a young master like him, who has been pampered since childhood, standing in the smoky kitchen with some pots and pots and pans looks a little inconsistent, and although he says that he can cook, what he really makes is only unsatisfactory.

Standing in front of the dining table, Ling Mobei wiped the sweat from his face, and looked at the plates of meals on the table that were not too good-looking, "Or, I'll make a new one." ”

"It's okay, just eat. In addition to noodles, Xu Chuanyang has no other picky eaters, and he doesn't like noodles because his family was poor when he was a child, and he couldn't afford to buy vegetables and fish, and the next pot of noodles can often be eaten for a day, and he has eaten noodles for many years, so that now he wants to vomit when he sees noodles.

Although these dishes do not look good, they taste good.

Ling Mobei held the chopsticks and stared at him nervously, for fear that he would spit things out, "Is it delicious?"

"Not bad. Xu Chuanyang sandwiched a piece of ribs, "What are you watching me do, see if I can see enough?"

Ling Mobei smiled, lowered his head and began to eat.

"By the way, you haven't been at home for a few days, and someone comes to collect the utility bill, so I'll pay it. ”

Xu Chuanyang put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said a little funny: "Stupid, that's a liar, only someone comes to check the meter, how can someone collect water and electricity bills on the spot." ”

"Huh?" Ling Mobei looked incredulous, "How can there be such a thing, I thought ......"

"This is not Switzerland. Xu Chuanyang laughed, looking very happy, "I can only deceive people like you who have no scheming." ”

"You're still laughing. Ling Mobei was very annoyed, "More than three hundred yuan, enough for us to eat for several days." ”

If three hundred yuan were exchanged for an ordinary person, he would probably feel distressed for a while, but when it came out of Ling Mobei's mouth, it made people feel disobedient, three hundred yuan was a drizzle for him, and he was afraid that wearing a pair of socks would be more than this price.

But Xu Chuanyang didn't smile, he could see that Ling Mobei was really distressed.

"There's a ball game tomorrow, do you want to go to the scene to watch it?" In order to divert his attention, Xu Chuanyang remembered the two tickets that his friend gave him.

"Okay, is it football?"

"Hmm. ”

He cheered happily, "Great, I'm going crazy at home." ”

In order to watch the game, he specially went to buy the team's jersey and football, Xu Chuanyang laughed at him, "You dress so formally, I dare to guarantee that the team you support will not win." ”

"No way. He played the football on his feet with confidence, "Although I don't watch your Chinese football in Switzerland, I know that this team is very powerful, and that one is called blocking and killing, Buddha...... Buddha ......" he frowned, unable to remember.

"The Buddha blocks and kills the Buddha. ”

"Yes. Ling Mobei sighed, "The Chinese language and culture are really broad and profound. ”

"Yes, yes, and I know the four words of broad and profound. ”

"I also know a lot of things, such as the golden cicada shedding its shell, the two little ones have no guesses, they are all happy, and the food is fragrant. ”

Xu Chuanyang corrected him, "The fragrance of food is not an idiom, and it is an idiom that is not four words." ”

"Really?" Ling Mobei humbly taught, "If I have the chance, I must buy a dictionary of idioms." ”

Xu Chuanyang smiled: "Are you ready to give up medicine and follow literature?"

"Is it an idiom to abandon medicine and follow literature?"

"Let's go, it's a traffic jam for a while. ”

"Ha Luha, Xu Chuanyang, you must not know the way, right?" he hooked the ball on his foot and caught it with his hand.

Xu Chuanyang only smiled and said nothing, and threw the car keys to him, "You drive." ”

When they arrived at the court, it was almost full, the two found their place and sat down, next to Ling Mobei was a girl, since he sat down, his eyes have been looking this way intentionally or unintentionally, Ling Mobei smiled politely at her, and whispered to Xu Chuanyang: "She must be interesting to me." ”

"Your narcissism hasn't changed at all. ”

"I'm handsome, I'm knowing. ”

In the face of his unashamed words, Xu Chuanyang suddenly leaned out of the body and beckoned to the girl, "Hello." ”

When the girl saw such a handsome man greeting her, her eyes suddenly burst into tears, and she stammered, "You...... You...... Good. ”

Xu Chuanyang glanced at Ling Mobei provocatively, and the latter pursed his lips and said nothing.

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