If the flowers are in full bloom, the butterflies will come. Zhuang Xiaomeng always believes that this sentence is the truth, and he also uses this sentence to constantly motivate himself, and then work hard to improve himself.

Summer once said that in order to keep a person's heart, you must keep his stomach. So Zhuang Xiaomeng has recently become obsessed with cooking, and he has reached the point of madness.

During this time, Zhuang Xiaomeng especially liked to watch some food shows, and he also went to the bookstore to buy a lot of recipes, as long as he got off work, he hid in the kitchen and took the recipes and began to study how to cook. Although Zhuang Xiaomeng can cook, he only makes some simple home-cooked dishes, which can be eaten by himself, and he can't be on the table at all.

Zhuang Xiao dreamed that if he practiced his cooking skills well, one day in the future, the prince charming in his heart appeared, and he would use this skill to tie his prince charming to death, so that his prince charming would never escape the palm of his hand.

Luo Qingan looked at Zhuang Xiaomeng, who was full of confidence, and sighed infinitely in his heart, he didn't want to hit Zhuang Xiaomeng's self-confidence, he was afraid that Zhuang Xiaomeng would feel uncomfortable. Sometimes he wonders, what stimulated Zhuang Xiaomeng so much that Zhuang Xiaomeng was so fanatical about cooking? The most headache for Luo Qingan is that every time Zhuang Xiaomeng cooks a dish, he has to taste it, and he has to ask him to put forward some opinions, if he doesn't mention it, Zhuang Xiaomeng will not let go. Luo Qingan was also helpless, so he had to say something against his will to coax Zhuang Xiaomeng to be happy. Luo Qingan sometimes really feels that he is Zhuang Xiaomeng's guinea pig, but he doesn't want to be Zhuang Xiaomeng's guinea pig, because in his opinion, the arduous and glorious task of being Zhuang Xiaomeng's guinea pig should be handed over to Lantian. It's a pity that Lantian is not at home.

Luo Qing'an looked at the dark dishes on the table, and then at Zhuang Xiaomeng, who was busy in the kitchen, and felt extremely heavy and tormented in his heart. During this time, he ate the food cooked by Zhuang Xiaomeng every day, and he was hungry and thin, and the most helpless thing for him was that Zhuang Xiaomeng didn't find out, and he was still happily tinkering with his so-called masterpiece.

Sometimes Luo Qingan really feels sad for the ingredients that were spoiled by Zhuang Xiaomeng, and even more sorry for the farmer's uncle, the food that he has worked so hard to grow is wasted and trampled in vain, it is really a tyrannical thing, won't Zhuang Xiaomeng's heart hurt?

"I haven't seen Lantian recently." Luo Qingan knew where Lantian had gone, but he felt the need to mention it to relieve his pain. Luo Qingan sighed softly, full of emotion, if Lantian was at home, maybe he wouldn't have to come here every day to suffer.

"He went to other provinces for exchange and study. It is estimated that I will not be able to come back for a while and a half. Zhuang Xiaomeng obviously heard the meaning of Luo Qing'an's words, and he seemed to mean it slightly.

"In the past, when Lantian was at home, he didn't see you cooking every day, why are you so diligent when he leaves?" Luo Qingan sneered, he wanted to vent his dissatisfaction.

"I don't want to cook for him."

"Why do you still hate Lantian so much?" Luo Qingan sighed helplessly.

Zhuang Xiaomeng stood in the kitchen silently, he looked at the hot soup in the casserole, and felt a little melancholy in his heart. In fact, he was also very conflicted, he himself didn't know why he hated Lantian so much. Sometimes the shortcomings in Lantian that he hates can really protect him, such as violence, but he really can't adapt to those shortcomings, or he can't accept and accept them in a short period of time.

If Zhuang Xiaomeng had to answer Luo Qing'an's question, Zhuang Xiaomeng really couldn't answer it.

"Is Lantian bad for you?"

"Okay!" Zhuang Xiaomeng whispered.

"Then do you like Lantian?" Luo Qingan leaned on the kitchen door and asked cautiously.

Zhuang Xiaomeng's heart suddenly chuckled, he was a little nervous in his heart, and he was a little nervous. He remembered what Zhang Jiahua said to him some time ago - Lantian likes you! At that time, he just smiled coldly after hearing that sentence, he thought Zhang Jiahua was joking, so he didn't care about it, and he didn't think much about it. Looking back now and thinking about it, maybe Zhang Jiahua has already seen the clues, but he realized it afterwards and never understood it. But how can a wounded heart heal in a short period of time, even if you pretend to be strong every day, laughing and laughing, but there is still a little loss in the depths of your heart.

Once he was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, Zhuang Xiaomeng was really a little scared, he didn't dare to reach out and touch love. And Lantian likes him, he can't see through it, and he can't guess it, if Lantian likes him every day with a straight face on him, then he really has to redefine love.

"Don't you really like Lantian?" Luo Qingan asked anxiously.

Zhuang Xiaomeng has also been thinking about this question, does he like Lantian or not? Thinking about the good things in Lantian and then thinking about the bad things in Lantian, he was contradictory again. Perhaps, Zhuang Xiaomeng's liking for Lantian is only for a moment, and after an instant, he becomes rational, after all, the love he wants is hot rather than cold.

"Why don't you speak?" Luo Qing'an was anxious and said, "Is my question difficult to answer?" ”

Zhuang Xiaomeng smiled and said, "If Lantian is good to me, he likes me, then Lantian is good to you and Ke Yifan, then Lantian also likes you?" ”

"Lantian is not the same as being good to us." Luo Qingan explained.

Zhuang Xiaomeng continued to smile and said leisurely, "I think Lantian is better to you than to me." ”

Luo Qingan opened his mouth and looked at Zhuang Xiaomeng helplessly, not knowing what to say. He was still a little nervous in his heart after hearing Zhuang Xiaomeng's words, he was afraid that Zhuang Xiaomeng knew something, or noticed something, if it wasn't why Zhuang Xiaomeng wanted to pull the topic on himself? For the sake of Lantian's happiness, he is willing to keep a certain distance from Lantian and become good friends with Lantian forever.

Luo Qingan returned to the restaurant, then sat on a chair and started playing with his mobile phone. He didn't want to talk about any topic about Lantian now, because as long as he talked about that topic, Zhuang Xiaomeng would definitely pull the topic on him, and he was afraid that he would make too many mistakes, so as not to have something uncontrollable for him. And he didn't want Zhuang Xiaomeng to notice more careful thoughts in his heart, so it was best to keep silent at this time.

"Okay, I'll cook for you tonight, so don't keep mentioning Lantian, so as not to affect your mood." Zhuang Xiao dreamed that the atmosphere in the house was a little awkward, so he said.

Luo Qingan frowned and muttered in a low voice, "I don't want to eat the food you cook, the chef cooks the food for money, and your cooking is simply deadly." ”

Zhuang Xiaomeng stood at the door of the kitchen with a spatula, pointed at Luo Qingan and said, "What did you just say?" ”

Luo Qingan smiled, he didn't expect his words to be heard by Zhuang Xiaomeng. "I said your cooking was delicious. Praise you! ”

"Cut, I don't believe it."

"Confused, confused." Luo Qingan deliberately diverted the topic, so as not to displease Zhuang Xiaomeng. Zhuang Xiaomeng hurriedly ran into the kitchen, and when he looked at the casserole on the gas stove, he called out angrily, "I stewed soup, how can it be mushy!" ”

Luo Qingan kept thinking in his heart, has he been a little anxious recently? Shouldn't Zhuang Xiaomeng be pushed to Lantian's side so quickly? He knew that Zhuang Xiaomeng's injuries in the relationship had not healed, and he knew that Zhuang Xiaomeng needed time to heal, but as long as he thought of Lantian's melancholy expression, he would be very anxious. He just wants to see Lantian happy, he doesn't want to see Lantian lost.

- Mr. Lan, when will you come back? Luo Qingan sent a message to Lantian.

Luo Qingan felt that it was better to let Lantian come back sooner. Only in this way can he achieve his wish earlier, and he will be able to be liberated. And he is also looking for helpers in doing this, if he keeps eating Zhuang Xiaomeng's dark food like this, it won't be long before he dies. He didn't want to bear this kind of suffering, so he had to let Lantian help him bear it.

- I'm waiting for the elevator in the underground parking lot of my house, what's wrong? Do you want to wash the dust for me? Lantian replied to Luo Qing'an's message.

Luo Qingan looked at the lines of words on the mobile phone screen and jumped up from the chair happily. It was like drinking a mellow wine, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was happy in his heart, with a touching smile on his face, and couldn't help nodding his head like a dove.

- Yes, yes.

- Then you set a place and look for you when I get home, take a shower and change into clean clothes.

- You don't have to go outside, it's at your house, and the food at home is ready, just waiting for you to come back and eat.

After Luo Qing'an replied to the message, his heart was much more relaxed, his heart was like a bottle of honey, the corners of his eyebrows were smiling, and his handsome face was faintly red. He thought in his heart that the task of being a guinea pig was coming to an end, and he would no longer have to take his life to play with Zhuang Xiaomeng in the future, and he really couldn't afford to play.