The largest shopping bag in the supermarket was filled with four large bags, Wen Yang finished paying and waited for Yin Qige next to the cashier, Yin Qige finally took two bottles of red wine and was late, he smiled and raised the red wine in his hand towards Wen Yang, as if waiting for Wen Yang's praise, and finally was glared at by Wen Yang, so he had to put away the smile on his face stupidly.

Wen Yang didn't have the slightest fear of Yin Qige at this time, but the depressed anger had completely occupied his brain, and he really wanted to go up and bite Yin Qige fiercely now.

He concluded that the man had killed him on purpose!

It must have been that he didn't agree to go out to eat with him before taking revenge on himself, so he took the opportunity to beat himself up, maybe he was secretly having fun in his heart now.

I only pity my own white flowers....

On the way to the underground garage, Wen Yang was empty-handed, didn't say a word, walked quickly in front of Yin Qige, and Yin Qige followed behind Wen Yang with four bags of ingredients in one hand, he could feel that Wen Yang's mood had changed, but he couldn't find out what he did wrong tonight after searching in his mind for a long time, but Wen Yang was gloomy and silent, and Yin Qige didn't dare to speak, he looked down at the four big bags of ingredients in his hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Anyway, he can enjoy Wen Yang's craftsmanship to the fullest tonight.

Thinking about Wen Yang's serious appearance when he was selecting ingredients in the supermarket, and then fantasizing about Wen Yang's figure like a good wife when he cooked for himself tonight, Yin Qige only felt that there was a hot current running in his limbs, and every cell in his body was uncomfortable and difficult to hold himself.

That's nice...

Never felt so fulfilled to live so long as you do today...

got into the car, Wen Yang didn't even sit in the co-pilot, but sat in the back seat angrily, he propped his elbows on the window, looked out of the window with a gloomy face, and mourned the thousands of dollars he had disappeared in his heart....

Not long after the car drove out, Yin Qige finally couldn't help but ask tentatively, "Doesn't your face look very good, isn't it uncomfortable?" ”

Wen Yang continued to look out of the car window expressionlessly, "Well, it's uncomfortable." ”

Yin Qige suddenly became nervous, "What's uncomfortable?" Do you want to take you to the hospital now? ”

Wen Yang continued to look cold, "I feel uncomfortable, I don't need to go to the hospital, just don't come to the supermarket in the future." ”

Especially with you!

“......”

Yin Qige thought about it all the way and didn't figure out what Wen Yang's sentence "feeling uncomfortable" meant, but vaguely felt that it was aimed at himself.

When he arrived at the apartment, Wen Yang took the ingredients he bought into the kitchen and put them one by one, there were many quantities and rich types, and it was too much to make a full banquet for the Manchu and Han people.

Wen Yang angrily rolled up his sleeves and began to wash the vegetables, Yin Qige expressed his willingness to help on the side, and Wen Yang unceremoniously kicked him out of the kitchen.

He was already annoyed when he saw these dazzling seafood vegetables, chicken, duck, fish, and beef, and if the culprit's face kept swaying in front of his eyes, he was really afraid that he would pick up a kitchen knife and fire at Yin Qige!

Yin Qige walked out of the kitchen, and finally couldn't help but attach himself to the kitchen door and looked at Wen Yang with an obsessive face, Wen Yang's actions of washing vegetables and cutting meat were as skillful as flowing water, and the image of a good wife at home was vividly expressed in Yin Qige's eyes.

I thought that a man would taste all the passions of this world. When looking at the game, he will yearn for a bland, without any strong embellishment, Yin Qige feels that this feeling may be at least in his forties, and even he feels that he can't have the so-called pursuit of "plain love" in his life, the kind of love that as long as someone appears in his sight, he can make himself feel incomparably satisfied, which only exists in people's fantasies, but at this moment, looking at Wen Yang's figure, Yin Qige suddenly had a feeling——— in fact, this kind of "love", He began his pursuit after the age of fifteen.

At the age of fifteen, Yin Qige experienced the most chaotic and cruel changes in the family, from a young master who was hunted down by relatives and friends to a demon who killed relatives and friends, and was feared by countless people.

Eleven years ago, the time he spent with that boy was the last time Yin Qige felt warmth and beauty in his life, and since that day, these have only existed in his illusory dreams, and have become his unattainable pursuits.

So when he retouched it eleven years later, he had a strong desire to hold this lost beauty tightly in the palm of his hand!

Wen Yang finally turned around, and his indifferent voice still revealed his anger, "Don't stare at me at the door, I feel weird and uncomfortable." ”

Like a voyeur.

Yin Qige came back to his senses and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm just worried that you're tired." ”

Yin Qige returned to the living room, and he put the red wine he had bought on the table.

At this time, Wen Yang's mobile phone that he had forgotten on the sofa vibrate, and Yin Qige walked over quickly to pick it up, as he expected, it was indeed a phone, and the caller ID was: Qi Han.

Yin Qige turned off Wen Yang's mobile phone directly, and then pressed the mobile phone under a pillow.

Wen Yang was busy for nearly an hour, using less than a bag of ingredients but making seven dishes and one soup with all the color and flavor, and finally said to Yin Qige with some complaints, "I can't finish these things, and there are still a lot of dishes in the kitchen that haven't been cooked." ”

Yin Qige didn't notice the taste of complaint in Wen Yang's words, and said softly with anticipation, "Then let's continue tomorrow?" ”

Wen Yang suddenly had the urge to roll his eyes at Yin Qige, and finally could only laugh dryly, "Let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

Yin Qige poured a glass of red wine for Wen Yang, Wen Yang looked at the red liquid in the glass, frowned, and said, "Wouldn't it be a little strange to drink red wine, after all, this table is not Western food." ”

Yin Qige raised his glass to clink glasses with Wen Yang, and said softly, "Just use it to make fun, I'm really happy to have dinner with you face-to-face like this today, Wen Yang, can we become friends who trust each other?" ”

Looking at Yin Qige's affectionate eyes, Wen Yang always felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, he picked up his wine glass and clinked glasses with Yin Qige, and said with a smile, "I think we are already friends." To be honest, I haven't cooked a meal for anyone yet, and in the future.... Hope we can get along, cheers. ”

At present, he can only live here, and this man who shares a house with him will definitely not be able to avoid seeing each other every day in the future, Wen Yang feels that instead of thinking about how to hide, it is better to become ordinary friends with him, so that even if he is a criminal element, he will not attack him.

However, after so many days, Yin Qige's gentle and friendly image has made it impossible for Wen Yang to associate him with the "demon" he saw in the bar that day.

Because it's not like the same person at all.