Pei Yanchen's coquettishness made Cheng Xiaoyu's heart ripple, when an iceberg goddess showed her infinite tenderness, it was like a grand scene of thousands of trees and flowers blooming, like the first morning light of dawn projected in your eyes.

Cheng Xiaoyu's idea of "starting a family" swept through his heart, like a colored oil-based pen slowly drawing through the spread palm, along the intermittent lines, he pulled the glass door with his backhand, and said: "Blame me, blame me, I ...... this pot on my back."

Pei Yanchen picked up the pot, held the spatula in one hand, turned his head and said to Cheng Xiaoyu very naturally: "You don't want the pot to be carried, help me get a plate!"

Cheng Xiaoyu has not only not been in the kitchen for a long time, but he has not seen such a simple and cramped kitchen for many years, his eyes turned around in a narrow range, there was no disinfection cabinet under the stove, and just when he was about to ask, he heard Pei Yanchen raise his eyes and instruct: "Oh! This cabinet here!"

Cheng Xiaoyu let out an "oh", reached out and lifted the cabinet up, there was a tray shelf inside, he pulled a shiny white porcelain plate, and asked, "Do you need to wash it?"

Pei Yanchen said: "No.... I started washing and just didn't like the mess on the stove, so I put them all back...."

Cheng Xiaoyu noticed that sure enough, the neat kitchen in the kitchen didn't look like a place to cook at all, the four condiment boxes stood on the stove like a guard, the cleaned onions, ginger and garlic had been cut into pieces and placed in three small bowls, placed side by side on the side of the seasoning box, and a small basket of lettuce and potatoes was placed in the pool, the potatoes had been peeled, smooth like super-large soybeans, and the lettuce stretched out the pale green leaves, and there were crystal droplets hanging on it.....

Such a picture is like a vibrant oil paint sketch, which makes Cheng Xiaoyu taste a kind of beauty from ordinary life.

Pei Yanchen saw that Cheng Xiaoyu was a little distracted and reminded: "Hand over the plate a little ....."

Cheng Xiaoyu stretched out his hand slightly, and sent the plate reflecting the light to Pei Yanchen, Pei Yanchen half-tilted the pot, and drove the disk to the plate with a spatula, a piece of burnt yellow and somewhat excessive glutinous rice cake, messily piled up in the white porcelain plate, the appearance is really a little unbearable, Cheng Xiaoyu pursed his lips and smiled: "Actually, I like to eat paste very much, and when I was a child, I liked to eat pot rice the most....."

Pei Yanchen didn't answer, just put the pot back on the gas stove, took the plate from Cheng Xiaoyu's hand without saying a word, took the chopsticks and began to arrange the plate, the square glutinous rice cake was arranged into a black and white lattice-like square by her according to the shade of color, and then she put on gloves and brought out a bowl of cured meat from the steamer on the side, cut it into thin slices, boiled into transparent bacon and sausages in the middle of the square, and finally sprinkled some osmanthus powder on it.

A plate of fried glutinous rice cakes with color and fragrance appeared in front of Cheng Xiaoyu's eyes, Cheng Xiaoyu was secretly amazed by Pei Yanchen's creative black and white plating method, artists are always highly sensitive to beauty, Cheng Xiaoyu said: "It's so beautiful, I can't bear to eat it....."

Pei Yanchen immediately picked up the chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of glutinous cake, tasted a small bite, chewed it twice, and then said: "It's useless to be beautiful, it has to fit someone's appetite! But I'm still a little confident in my craft....." After speaking, Pei Yanchen took the piece of glutinous rice cake that she had bitten, and then handed it to Cheng Xiaoyu with one hand, as if she was feeding a child to eat.

Seeing Pei Yan's face dyed with rouge and slightly flushed in the morning, Cheng Xiaoyu's brain was instant, and he couldn't help but open his mouth, forgetting to eat a piece of glutinous rice, which was a very intimate thing.

The glutinous rice cake is soft and glutinous in the mouth, and the sweet and salty stimulation blooms on the taste buds, and the taste is amazing, compared with the food of Xia Shamo, it is more homely, and the food of Xia Shamo is already an artistic category.

Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Pei Yanchen's expectant expression, pretending to be very exaggerated and said: "It's delicious, it's delicious, my senior sister's cooking skills can be regarded as the essence of Huaiyang cuisine, fresh and sweet, and it is really like being a person." In fact, there is still half a sentence of "you have eaten, so it tastes better", which I can't say, although this is a real feeling, but I can't say it.

Pei Yanchen said: "I have to work after eating, since I have all come in, let's help!"

Cheng Xiaoyu said: "As long as you don't dislike me, it's good to be clumsy and cause trouble to you." ”

Pei Yanchen took out a tissue from the box on the windowsill, stretched out his hand and wiped Cheng Xiaoyu's oily mouth and said, "Who dares to dislike you, a big director, a big singer, a big poet, a big producer, and a big artist?"

Because Pei Yanchen treated him like a child, Cheng Xiaoyu looked a little embarrassed and said, "It's not interesting to make fun of me!"

Pei Yanchen put the pot into the pool and washed it, turned back to Cheng Xiaoyu and said, "I don't want to be serious in front of you!

Cheng Xiaoyu said with a smile: "It turns out that Senior Sister's cold attitude towards others without smiling is all false and serious?

Pei Yanchen said: "Those are two different things..... but she didn't want to explain that she actually just wanted to laugh at someone, so she said: "The punishment for your misunderstanding is to quickly cut shredded potatoes ....."

Cheng Xiaoyu made a fuss and said: "It's cruel that you are willing to let a pair of piano players cut shredded potatoes....."

Pei Yanchen turned off the faucet, drained it with the water in the pot, then took out a paper towel and wiped it dry: "Anyway, you don't rely on playing the piano to eat now....." After putting the pot on the gas stove, seeing Cheng Xiaoyu obediently scooping out the potatoes and slicing them on the cutting board, a little clumsy, Pei Yanchen said with some disgust: "Forget it, I'll come!"

Cheng Xiaoyu refused: "Believe me, senior sister, I will definitely be able to cut the perfect shredded potatoes..... I'm not used to your knife right now..."

Pei Yanchen said: "I'm afraid you will cut your hand." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't look back and cut the potatoes seriously and said, "I'm more afraid that you will cut ..... your hands."

.......

When two people cook together, the efficiency is definitely greater than that of one person, so a hearty dinner was quickly set up on the table, and after asking how many people Cheng Xiaoyu's bodyguard had, Pei Yanchen also specially prepared four exquisite boxed lunches for Cheng Xiaoyu's bodyguard.

There was no air conditioning in the kitchen, and Cheng Xiaoyu, who had been busy for a while, was already sweating a lot, Pei Yanchen asked Cheng Xiaoyu to wash his hands and face, and told him that the towel she used to wash her face was a light blue solid color towel with no patterns.

When Cheng Xiaoyu washed his face and dried it with a towel, he could clearly smell the fragrance that belonged to Pei Yanchen, and in the dense water vapor, the faint warmth made Cheng Xiaoyu can't help but recall that unforgettable night.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Cheng Xiaoyu warned himself that he couldn't be too greedy, some people could only let go if they missed it, and the story of him and Pei Yanchen could only be remembered after all: this situation can be recalled, but it was already lost at that time.

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