Li Feng entered the kitchen with a black apron, and Lin Aiqing, who was sitting in the living room waiting for the meal, suddenly heard a ping-pong sound, and then a smell of baked paste came from the kitchen.

Lin Aiqing hurriedly ran to the kitchen to look, "Brother, what's wrong?" ”

Lifeng turned around, holding a plate of black things in his hand, and emptied it into the trash can with a blank face.

"It's fine."

"Brother, I'll help you." Lin Aiqing rolled up his sleeves, looked up and asked, "How about making a simple tomato scrambled egg?" ”

Lifeng nodded, and then, as if remembering something, took off another black apron from the hook and handed it to Lin Aiqing: "Tie it." ”

After both of them were ready, they began to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

In the kitchen, Li Feng held the lid of the pot in one hand to block his face, while looking at the crackling and splashing oil pot in front of him, he turned his head to look at Lin Aiqing: "Why do you put oil?" ”

Lin Aiqing was holding a plate and looking at the pot intently, listening to Lifeng's words, he looked at him incredulously: "Brother, don't tell me that you don't put oil in your cooking." ”

Seeing Lifeng's silence, Lin Aiqing was even more shocked: "If you don't put oil in the food, the pot is useless." ”

"Let it go." Lifeng explained to himself: "But it's still burnt." ”

"How can you still burn like that with oil? Brother, tell me the truth, how much oil did you put in? ”

Lifeng thought for a while, and compared a small circle with the index finger and thumb of his free hand: "It's about half less than this." ”

The corners of Lin Aiqing's mouth twitched: "Brother, you are really hopeless." ”

While the two were chatting, the pot quickly became steaming.

Lin Aiqing carefully picked up the beaten egg liquid, poured the egg liquid in the bowl into the pot with lightning speed, and then quickly retreated, hitting Lifeng's chest and hitting the corner of the pot lid unexpectedly.

"Whew—it hurts!" The corners of Lin Aiqing's eyes overflowed with saline, covering the back of his head and screaming in pain.

Lifeng held the culprit pot lid in one hand and Lin Aiqing in the other.

"Are you alright?" Lifeng frowned, stretched out his slender fingers, and touched the back of Lin Aiqing's head.

"Whew!" Lin Aiqing hurriedly stayed away from Lifeng, tears flashed in his eyes, and he complained aggrievedly: "It hurts, brother! ”

Li Feng put down his hand, his face was not very good, his dark eyes were slightly dark, and there was a bit of undoubted meaning in his tone: "Go and rest." ”

Lin Aiqing covered the back of her head, looked at her brother's handsome face, which was obviously a little gloomy, and was stunned for a few seconds.

It was the first time she had seen her brother look so terrible.

Lin Ai swallowed his saliva and said with some stumbling, "Can ...... However, the scrambled eggs with tomatoes are not yet ready......"

As soon as the words fell, Lifeng had already walked over, pressed the back of Lin Aiqing's head, and was expressionless: "Does it hurt?" ”

"Whoa! It hurts! ”

Lin Aiqing's eyes were red in pain, and his eyes seemed to be accusing of Lifeng's evil deeds.

"Then go and rest." Leaving the seal and lowering his eyes, the long eyelashes covered half of the dark and deep eyes, and Lin Aiqing's heart trembled when he saw it.

The smell of roasted paste came again, and the two subconsciously turned their heads to look at the source of the taste.

Black smoke began to rise from the pot, and the egg wash on the surface of the eggs was almost cooked.

Lin Aiqing hurriedly picked up the spatula and quickly turned over the eggs, but failed to turn over, a large part of the eggs had already stuck to the pan, and the part that was turned over had also been blackened.

Lifeng took a plate of freshly cut tomatoes and poured them in, and suddenly the smoke was splashed, and the two hurriedly retreated to the safety zone.

The two waited for dozens of seconds, felt that it was almost over, and approached cautiously, Lin Aiqing quickly turned off the fire, and Lifeng picked up the handle of the pot, poured the tomato scrambled eggs in the pot into the large bowl that had already been prepared, and served it out.

And the originally clean kitchen, after such a toss between the two, became a mess.

At the table, the two people who had tasted this dish looked at each other and were relatively speechless.

Lin Aiqing opened his mouth to break the silence: "No salt, tomatoes are not cooked, and the eggs are half mushy and half raw." ”

"Brother." Lin Aiqing lay on the table, feeling that his self-confidence had been seriously hit: "Let's order takeout." ”

Lifeng was silent for a few seconds, stood up, walked behind Lin Aiqing, took out a small white porcelain bottle from his pocket, opened the wooden cork, dipped his white fingers in some potion, and pressed the back of Lin Aiqing's head expressionlessly: "Rub the medicine first." ”

Lin Aiqing was a little caught off guard and howled.

"It hurts! Brother, tap it! ”

The rain outside the window is dripping, the sound of rain is crisp and pleasant, and the fresh and cold air is refreshing and relaxing.

Lin Aiqing lay on the table, screaming and screaming in pain, while enjoying the comfortable weather, and after a while, his eyelids began to fight.

Feeling that the swollen place on the back of Lin Aiqing's head had almost disappeared, he stopped what he was doing, closed the lid of the small porcelain bottle, and threw it into his mind.

Lin Ai fell asleep early in the morning, with a white and beautiful little face pressed on his arm, sleeping soundly.

Lifeng looked at it, and spit out a word that Lin Songyi often used to describe him expressionlessly: "Pig." ”