Opportunities always come unexpectedly, and when the two patronized a legendary hot pot restaurant with a good taste, Zhang Qingyun complained that the taste was not good. Zheng Yi deeply agreed with this, and added a sentence at the end of the sentence, "It's not as delicious as I made!" ”。 Zheng Yi is not bragging, since he moved into his father's welfare house, there will be dinner parties every now and then, sometimes it is Zheng Yi's classmates, sometimes it is Zheng Yi's sister Zheng Li's friend, it is very lively, every time Zheng Yi is in charge of the kitchen, cooking is a thing that depends on talent, Zheng Yi will inexplicably know all kinds of dishes, especially hot pot made of various ingredients and all kinds of cooking dishes. Zhang Qingyun listened to Zheng Yi boast that what he did was better than what he did in the restaurant, and he was sure that Zheng Yi was just bragging, so he was a little dismissive.

"Why don't you go to my house tomorrow and I'll make mutton hot pot for you to eat!?" Zheng Yi tentatively asked Zhang Qingyun's opinion.

"Good! If it's not delicious, I'm going to smash the store! Zhang Qingyun, who was unguarded, agreed to it.

"No problem, I will definitely satisfy the boss!" Zheng Yi smiled in his heart and on his face.

When he got home in the evening, Zheng Yi carefully cleaned the house, mopped the floor so that he could see the human figure, washed the pots and pots in the kitchen, and washed the pots and pans in the kitchen, and of course, the most important thing was the bedding, all of which were replaced with new ones. After the hygiene was done in the middle of the night, Zheng Yi fell asleep satisfied.

The next day, Zheng Yi missed another class, hurried home to take a shower, and after making all the preparations, he went to the hospital to pick up Zhang Qingyun back.

"I didn't see it, you are a big man, and your home is quite clean!" After inspecting the sanitary environment of the whole home, Zhang Qingyun issued a praise for Zheng Yi.

"Let's be clean! Live your life meticulously! Zheng Yi pretended to be serious.

"It's very detailed, cleaner than the houses of several of our women!" Zhang Qingyun's words were full of self-deprecation.

"Huh! To tell you the truth, it wasn't so clean yesterday, no, you came and made it on purpose! Zheng Yi heard Zhang Qingyun say this, and quickly told the truth, no matter how you say it, embarrassing others is a bad thing, let alone a girlfriend, besides, it can also reflect his honesty.

"Oh!~ Do you value me so much?!" Zhang Qingyun was really happy.

"That's a must! The first time I come home, I can't let you be blind, and it's not good to help me clean up, right? Zheng Yi confirmed that his living hygiene habits are similar to Zhang Qingyun's, so it's good.

"Hmmm! Then what should I do! Hearing that he wanted to do something, Zhang Qingyun took the initiative to ask Ying to help Zheng Yi cook.

"No, nothing, I'll just do it! You go and play by yourself! I'll get some food! Gentleman Zheng Yi asked Zhang Qingyun to rest, and he understood that the relationship between them had not yet reached the point where the two of them shared housework.

"Great!" Zhang Qingyun was very satisfied with Zheng Yi's performance, sat on the sofa, and fiddled with the TV.

Zheng Yi entered the kitchen and began to get busy. After a while, Zhang Qingyun ran to the kitchen to watch Zheng Yi cook.

"Hmmm! It looks like there's still something to look like! Zhang Qingyun said while nodding with satisfaction.

"That's, professional! Well, then again, you know how to cook no!" Zheng Yi praised himself as he climbed the pole.

"Me?! It's going to be a point, that is, it's just getting things cooked! Zhang Qingyun said very realistically, the implication is that he will do it, but it is not delicious.

"Alas! Looks like I'm going to have a lot to do in the future! Zheng Yi pretended to worry about his future with a bitter face.

"Humph!" Zhang Qingyun didn't speak, snorted and turned around and left, she understood what Zheng Yi was talking about, the matter was about the future of the two, and she was really not good at expressing her position.

An hour later, a mutton hot pot made Zheng Yi fill the house with fragrant. After putting the hot pot and various green vegetables and side dishes on the table, Zheng Yi beckoned Zhang Qingyun to eat on the table, Zhang Qingyun grabbed the chopsticks in his hand with a smile, and asked while holding the chopsticks, "Can you eat it?"

"Eat! Eat, you're welcome, it's just the two of us in the house!" Zheng Yi heartily asked Zhang Qingyun to eat directly, but there was still a trace of uneasiness in his heart, and the relationship between the two did not seem to be as close as he imagined.

"Good! I'm eating! Zhang Qingyun, who got the instructions, quickly picked up a piece of mutton and ate it.

Zheng Yi turned around and went to the refrigerator to get two small bottles of wine, and asked Zhang Qingyun, "Do you drink?" ”

"What kind of wine is this, red wine? How is it red!? Zhang Qingyun glanced at the wine in Zheng Yi's hand, she had never seen such a small bottle of red wine.

"It's tonic wine! Didn't you watch the commercials, they are broadcast every day! Zheng Yi smiled and directly said the true identity of the wine, Zheng Yi tried to give Zhang Qingyun some hints with tonic wine.

"What tonic wine to drink at a young age! Beware of nosebleeds! ~"Zhang Qingyun is worthy of being a nurse, and medical knowledge comes as soon as he opens his mouth."

"Tonic wine, no problem!" Zheng Yi saw that Zhang Qingyun didn't mean to drink, so he opened a bottle and drank it, "How does it taste!" Zheng Yi asked flatteringly about the taste of Zhang Qingyun's hot pot.

"Hmmm! It's really good, it's much better than yesterday's hot pot! ~"Zhang Qingyun has already eaten two pieces of wine in Zheng Yi's kung fu, such a speed shows that the taste is really good, she likes it."

"Huh! It's delicious! Eat more, the mutton is warm, and it is warm in winter! Zheng Yi continued his hints, he didn't know if it would be useful, but at least everything was natural.

Zhang Qingyun's mouth was occupied by mutton, and he nodded in agreement.

After a gust of wind, the mutton pot was eaten, Zhang Qingyun's contribution was the greatest, a pot of mutton, at least two-thirds of which she ate, and she couldn't eat the other dishes after eating the mutton, and sat there with satisfaction and reveled in the aftertaste, such Zhang Qingyun, Zheng Yi likes it, because Zheng Yi himself is also a carnivore, because Zhang Qingyun, who is so relaxed, seems to be intimate with himself. Zheng Yi drank two small bottles of tonic wine, about half a catty, which can be regarded as full of wine and food. After eating, Zhang Qingyun wanted to help Zheng Yi clean up the table, but Zheng Yi politely refused, firstly, to show his gentlemanly demeanor, and secondly, to please Zhang Qingyun. But Zheng Yi knew in his heart that the most important thing was that he needed time to brew his emotions. At this time, Zheng Yi looked down on himself a little, why did he do everything so carefully? Is it for love, or is it just to coax an ignorant teenage girl into bed? But such a thought only flashed in Zheng Yi's mind, and then passed, because there was another primitive force driving him.

Zheng Yi, who cleaned the table and kitchen, was boiled by the medicinal wine and mutton, and sat next to Zhang Qingyun with a butt.