152 Three young cooks
Nan Shu became more and more confused, his expression seemed to be very uncomfortable, and these toasts were obviously overfried, and the black star in this porridge seemed to be mushy, Nan Shu picked up the spoon and scooped it into her mouth, Xiu Mei frowned suddenly, Yi Yan drank coffee by himself, but his eyes were drifting, Nan Shu's doubts seemed to have an answer at this time, she picked up the egg roll and took a bite silently, oh my God! Isn't this guy able to tell the difference between salt and sugar? Obviously, there is bacon and ham on it, but there is sugar, which is simply superb!
Yi Yan's eyes stared at Nanshu tightly, and when she saw that she didn't speak, she finally couldn't help but put down the coffee cup in her hand, looked at her intently, and asked, "How is it?" β
Although the voice was trying his best to pretend to be relaxed, there was a slight tremor in the deliberately suppressed voice, and the glass-colored eyes revealed his inner tension, as well as the fingers he put on the table slightly curled, this guy must be extremely nervous now! Nan Shu wanted to taunt him a few words, but his eyes suddenly fell on the two red hearts on the back of his hands, and he suddenly froze, was it hot? Is he cooking for the first time? The self-pampered noble son, presumably has never even entered the kitchen, but now he will cook for her, Nan Shu felt inexplicably soft in her heart, her nose was sour, and Yi Yan's voice was already a little eager: "What the hell is going on?" Isn't it tasty? I know this porridge is burnt, but this fruit salad should be okay, right? I didn't have time to taste it, I only took a sip of porridge......"
The corners of Nanshu's lips hooked up a warm smile, "It tastes good." β
"Really?" Yi Yan was a little suspicious.
Nan Shutou: "It's really good, much better than what I burned." β
"Cut!" Yi Yan glanced at her disdainfully, "Of course it's better than you burning, who am I?" β
Nan Shu laughed: "You are Yi Yan!" Beijing's famous Yi Sanshao! β
Yi Yan raised his eyebrows and looked proud: "Of course! I'm capable of anything! β
"Does it hurt?" Nan Shu suddenly asked.
"What?"
Nan Shu looked at the back of his hand, Yi Yan hurriedly lowered his arm, his expression was a little cramped, but he said confidently: "That's just allergies, not to be burned to ......"
Nan Shu looked clear, Yi Yan suddenly frowned, and muttered in a somewhat unhappy voice: "You woman cooks something for you and you can eat it directly, why do you ask so much?" β
Nanshu tore a piece of toast and stuffed it in her mouth, "Hmm." β
Yi Yan suddenly smiled when he saw her well-behaved: "Is it delicious?" β
Nan Shu nodded, tore a piece of toast and handed it to him, Yi Yan opened his mouth and chewed it twice, but frowned and spit it out, "Bah, bah!" Why is it so unpalatable? β
Nan Shu didn't say anything, Yi Yan snatched the toast from her hand and threw it on the table, raised her eyebrows, and looked at her viciously: "You still eat with relish, I, have you lost your sense of taste?" β
Nan Shu smiled: "Although the taste is not very ideal, but this is your first time cooking, in order to ensure that you can be enthusiastic about cooking in the future, and for the sake of your self-esteem, I have to pretend to lose my sense of taste......
"Damn! You are still not satisfied with cooking for you? Do you expect me to cook for you at home every day? No way! β
"What if you don't? You've worked so hard to make this table, why don't you throw it all away? Nanshu propped up her chin.
Yi Yan's eyes glanced at those hearts, and he suddenly stood up and walked over to pull Nanshu up: "Go out and eat!" β
"Hey!" Nanshu grabbed his arm, "It's a waste!" β
"No matter! It's not something people eat anyway! Yi Yan said coldly, and pulled Nanshu towards the gate.
Nan Shu looked at him helplessly, Yi Shu went to get a coat and put it on, Nan Shu stood in the hallway waiting for him, and suddenly was stunned when he saw him changing his shoes and standing tall in front of her, because Yi Yan was wearing a burgundy tweed coat, and the decorative glass of the hallway reflected the figures of the two, the same burgundy with dark gray, which looked like a couple's outfit.
Yi Yan took her hand: "Let's go." β
Nan Shu silently looked at his side face, and he led him out of the door.
It turned out that he had always remembered that she wanted to wear couple's clothes in the night market, but he was very disgusted with those inferior clothes, but he didn't expect that now he would be specially selected for her, and he was thinking about it when he suddenly heard Yi Yan: "What have you been watching me do?" β
Because it snowed the day before yesterday, the road was covered with snow, the sun was very warm, shining on the white snowflakes, Yi Enthalpy's outline was also dyed with a layer of pale golden light by the sun, his nose was high, his lips were lightly pursed, his eyelids were drooping, the sun was jumping on his long eyelashes, the winter snow reflected the warm sun, the warm sun reflected him, and the surrounding qiΔ seemed to have become extraordinarily warm, Nanshu suddenly stood on tiptoe and lightly imprinted a kiss on his cheek, "Thank you." β
Thank you for cooking for me, thank you for making a qiΔ for me.
Yi Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at her with bright eyes, and suddenly showed a wicked smile: "Baby, I remember that I taught you what a kiss is......"
Nanshu looked at him quietly, Yi Yan suddenly hooked her waist and leaned over to kiss her, on the clean and wide road, under the mottled and crossed shadows, the handsome boy and the beautiful and agile girl hugged and kissed, and the sun outlined their beautiful figures picturesquely.
Lei Rang prepared a credit card for Fang Minhao, which can be overdrawn without limit, but Fang Minhao usually does not have the habit of spending money indiscriminately, so he usually doesn't use it much, and throws it in a drawer. He usually carries his wallet with him, and he usually has about 1,000 yuan of change in his wallet, as well as bank cards. But there are occasional cases where he forgets to bring his belt, such as yesterday, he changed his backpack, so even his wallet was left at home.
He didn't tell SΓΉ Lei Rang about Lynn paying for him, not deliberately concealing it, but he didn't feel the need to sue SΓΉ Lei Rang for a stranger who suddenly appeared, not to mention that he didn't plan to contact such a dangerous person.
Fang Minhao made a call to the number left by Lynn after school in the morning, but unfortunately no one answered, and then called several times in a row but no one answered, although Fang Minhao was a little confused, he didn't care. At four o'clock in the afternoon, he was listening to an open class in the lecture hall, and the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated without warning, Fang Minhao took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Lynn's phone, although there were many people in this kind of open class, even if he secretly answered the phone, he would not be discovered, but Fang Minhao really didn't have the habit of calling in class, so he immediately hung up and sent a text message, "Hello, I'm in class now, it's inconvenient to answer the phone, and I'll get back to you later." β
Lynn appears to have received his text message and never called him again. After class, Fang Minhao immediately called him back, and after a short ringtone, Lynn's lazy and sexy voice sounded: "Hey......"
"Hello, I'm Fang Minhao." Fang Minhao immediately became a little nervous when he heard his voice, and his sitting posture became straight, and he said.
Lynn laughed, "Class? β
Fang Minhao: "Yes." That, when are you free and I'll give you the money back? After a pause, he said, "Otherwise, you can send me your bank account number, and I will send it to you directly." β
"Oh?" Lynn's voice was a little lazy, "But I don't have a bank card on me......"
"That'...... Do you have time now? Fang Minhao asked again.
"Are you out of school already?" Lynn asked.
"Hmm. It's out of class. β
There was suddenly no sound on the other end, the classmates in the lecture hall had already left, and Fang Minhao was the only one left in the empty hall, the environment was very quiet, Fang Minhao only clearly heard the long and distant breathing of Lynn, which was very slight and rhythmic, Fang Minhao couldn't help frowning, did he fall asleep?
"Hey......" Fang Minhao held his phone and called, "Are you asleep?" β
There was a long yawn from Lynn on the other end, he seemed to be packing up something, Fang Minhao heard a slight sound on the other end, Lynn: "See you later." β
"Huh?" Fang Minhao was taken aback, "Where is it?" β
"Six bells, second floor of Marceau's Bar."
"Bar?" Fang Minhao didn't like that kind of place, so he bit his lip and hesitated, "Can it be somewhere else?" Or I'll wait for you at the door of the bar. β
"I don't have time to go anywhere else, only Bar Marceau is closest to where I live." Lynn doesn't plan to change places.
"But I don't know where Marceau's Bar is?"
"Last time, the supermarket went straight and turned left." lynnγ
"But......" Fang Minhao's words were interrupted by Lynn before he could finish his words, "I still have something to do here, I'll see you later." He hung up the phone.
Fang Minhao's hand holding the mobile phone slowly drooped, and he looked at the mobile phone screen in a daze.
Six minutes is not too late, Fang Minhao wants to pay him back directly and then go home, Marceau's bar is not far from the Bauhinia Garden, it should be too late to go home and cook for Lei Rang.
Fang Minhao counted the time all the way, and when he arrived downstairs at the Marceau Bar, it was just five minutes before it was six, Fang Minhao took out his mobile phone and made a call to Lynn, but no one answered. Fang Minhao waited at the door of the bar for a while, and made two calls in a row, but no one answered, and the time displayed on the watch was almost seven o'clock, Fang Minhao had no choice but to walk into the Maso bar.
The lively time of the bar is usually after ten o'clock in the evening, so this time is relatively deserted, except for some bartenders and waiters who are cleaning up and there are no customers, a girl who is wiping the bar table saw Fang Minhao and immediately greeted her, and asked with a smile: "Hello, sir, we haven't opened yet, do you need anything?" β
"I'm here to find someone." Fang Minhao.
"Oh? Who is the gentleman looking for? The girl asked again.
βlynnγβ Fang Minhao was afraid that the girl wouldn't know him, so he hurriedly said, "He asked me to go to the second floor to find him." β
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