Flame Covers the Sky[Entertainment]

When it’s time for dinner, there is a takeaway, with a variety of dishes. The staple food is seafood porridge, served with light and delicious side dishes, and the patron who ordered the meal can guess it without thinking.

The second day was Sunday, and Yan Zixiao's condition was much better, that is to say, he had a good foundation and a solid body, otherwise, if he was an ordinary person, he would have been tortured by Xing Tian for a night and half his life.

In the morning, Pang Hua came to make up for Yan Sheng's missed class on Friday night.

Not long after, the door was knocked again, Yan Zixiao opened the door, and Wang Xiaomei stood in front of the door cautiously and shyly carrying two bags of fresh fruits and vegetables.

"Xiaomei, why is it you?" Yan Zixiao asked in surprise.

"Brother Yan, you won't blame me for coming to your house without authorization, will you?"

"Where will it be? Please come in quickly." Yan Zixiao said with a smile, quickly turned sideways, and let the woman enter the house.

In the living room, Pang Hua sat with his arms crossed, eyes closed, and Yan Sheng sat in front of a wooden easel. While observing the apples in front of him, the child drew with a pencil on the snow-white paper, devoting himself to creation , I didn't notice that there were more uninvited guests at home.

"Hush—" Yan Zixiao stretched out her index finger, leading Wang Xiaomei into the kitchen lightly.

"Lele is interested in painting. The one just now was his tutor."

Wang Xiaomei's complexion was ugly, as if there was something unspeakable hidden.

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing, it's just that Lele's teacher looks like... Forget it, it's said that that person's whereabouts are mysterious, his behavior is weird, and he doesn't eat fireworks. How could it be the same person..."

"Lele's teacher is Pang Hua."

"What, what?" Wang Xiaomei said in a surprised voice, "How did you invite Master Pang and Da Da?"

"To be honest, it was a friend who helped me. Is there anything wrong with Mr. Pang?"

Not only is it inappropriate, Wang Xiaomei said: "I have a friend who owns a gallery. Do you know how much a 20-inch painting by Pang Hua is worth?"

Yan Zixiao looked at the round and old-fashioned fat man in the living room, "I don't know."

Wang Xiaomei stretched out three fingers, "One million is a conservative price. If it is placed in an auction house, it will be easy to break four."

The spatula in Yan Zixiao's hand fell to the ground with a clang.Pang Hua opened his small eyes and glanced at the kitchen.

"Who is that friend of yours who is so capable?" Wang Xiaomei asked curiously.

For some reason, Yan Zixiao didn't want Wang Xiaomei to know the great favor he owed Xing Tian.Wang Xiaomei saw the man's embarrassment, and smiled calmly: "Okay, let's not talk about this topic, does Brother Yan have a spare apron at home? I'll help you prepare lunch."

The woman cuts the vegetables, and the man holds the spoon, a harmonious and warm picture.

"Brother Yan, thank you for what happened on Friday night. Without you, I really don't know who to turn to for help."

"You're welcome."

"I'm planning to adjust my mood in the past two days. I heard that the rest of the crew will go to Xinjiang the day after tomorrow, so I booked the same flight as the crew. Brother Yan will also go with me, right?"

"meeting."

"It's great, Brother Yan is on the plane, so I won't be bored anymore."

"No way, your eloquence is better than mine. I'm not bored when I listen to you."

The woman blushed slightly, and secretly glanced at Yan Zixiao obsessively.During the dog days, the temperature in the kitchen is not low, but Yan Zixiao is wearing a dark turtleneck T-shirt.

"Brother Yan, are you hot in thick clothes?"

Yan Zixiao's ears were burning, and he had to "difficult" to come up with this nondescript match.But the fat master in the living room was even more unusual, wearing a neat suit and a black briefcase by his hand. If he was in an insurance company, he would definitely be a role model for the employees.

"Fortunately, I got up in a hurry in the morning, so I flipped through a piece of clothing."

"Hehe, it looks like you're sweating from the heat." Wang Xiaomei took out a wet wipe from her bag, approached Yan Zixiao suddenly, and took the initiative to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

Yan Zixiao didn't expect the woman to be so proactive, he stood stiffly on the spot, not daring to breathe.

The wet wipes are mint-flavored and feel cool when wiped on the forehead.But more sweat broke out on Yan Zixiao's forehead.

After this little episode, the two chatted casually about home-cooked food, and a home-cooked meal gradually took shape.

Sweet and sour fish, mapo tofu, lotus root with salt and pepper, stir-fried yam, tea tree mushroom and old duck soup - most of the hard dishes are due to women. Yan Zixiao dare not eat such greasy and heavy dishes, so he uses a pressure cooker to cook for himself A pot of porridge.

Don't delay the time for lunch.

Yan Zixiao took the initiative to keep Pang Hua for lunch, but Pang Hua said nonchalantly, "I will lose weight."

To show his affection, Yan Zixiao planned to give Pang Hua a ride, but unexpectedly, within a hundred meters away, he lost Pang Hua again.

His whereabouts are mysterious, his behavior is weird, and he is otherworldly, so he can't describe it more accurately.

Yan Cheng seemed very happy with Wang Xiaomei's visit, and the meal was delicious, in contrast, Yan Zixiao only drank plain porridge, occasionally with a few pieces of light yam.

"Brother Yan, the dishes I cook don't suit your taste?"

"No."

Wang Xiaomei took the initiative to pick up a piece of meaty and plump fish for Yan Zixiao, "Then you have a taste, if it doesn't taste good, I will change it next time?"

Wang Xiaomei is from the south and Yan Zixiao is from the north, so there are naturally differences in taste.

"Aunt Xiao Wang, don't force my dad, he can't eat meat."

"why?"

"He is not feeling well, and he can only eat light food these days." This sentence was taught to the child by Xing Tian before the cruise.

Wang Xiaomei looked at the colorful delicacies on the table and the porridge in Yan Zixiao's hands, and lowered her head in shame: "I'm sorry, I blame myself for being smart and not communicating with Brother Yan in advance!"

"It's okay, it doesn't matter, you are doing well, Lele likes to eat very much."

After dinner, Wang Xiaomei rushed to wash the dishes despite Yan Zixiao's dissuasion.Yan Zixiao couldn't hold back the woman, so she accompanied the woman to wash the dishes in the kitchen.

Wang Xiaomei was still brooding about the lunch, Yan Zixiao comforted: "It's really fine."

Faced with the man's tolerance and gentle treatment, Wang Xiaomei couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly rushed in front of Yan Zixiao, hugged Yan Zixiao's waist, and boldly confessed: "Brother Yan, I want to be your girlfriend!"

"I know that I am ordinary, have an ordinary family background, and have an unfortunate marriage history, but this does not stop me from admiring your rights. I want to pursue my own happiness. Brother Yan, I like you and I want to be yours." girlfriend!"

Yan Zixiao was not good at dealing with this kind of situation, his mind was flustered, the tip of his nose smelled the fragrance from the woman's body, and his hands slowly wrapped around the woman's slender waist...

Wang Xiaomei is looking for a reliable and safe love. He longs for a simple and happy marriage. The needs of the two are perfectly matched. What reason does Yan Zixiao push away this soft, kind and brave little woman?

Wang Xiaomei stood on tiptoe, discarded her reserve, closed her eyes, and offered her delicate red lips unreservedly.Yan Zixiao approached lightly, but stopped in an instant——

"Brother Yan, what's the matter?" The woman thought that the man didn't like her, her voice choked up.

"No." Yan Zixiao took a deep breath and patted his head irritably.

"Then why...don't kiss me...to be loved by the person I like...I am willing..."

Yan Zixiao showed a wry smile, but he didn't dare to tell the truth. In that short second, Xing Tian's handsome face with a cynical smile flashed in his mind.

Yan Zixiao has a strong sense of responsibility and slight machismo. Since he decided to give a woman a sincere love, how could he allow himself to secretly have an unclear relationship with a man?

"Xiaomei, confession should be said by a man, but now is not the time." After I resolve the entanglement with Xing Tian, ​​I will cherish you, protect you, and like you!

Wang Xiaomei was stunned, tears rolling in her red eyes.

"Silly girl, don't cry, I will feel bad if you cry again."

Wang Xiaomei immediately raised her head and opened her mouth to breathe hard, not letting tears fall, "Brother Yan, I didn't cry."

The man didn't reject himself, but he didn't accept his confession either.Wang Xiaomei thought that the man gave her this answer because he was afraid that the child would not be able to accept the new mother—it’s okay, Yan Zixiao, I’ll wait for you, no matter how difficult and difficult the road to loving you in the future will be, I will give my most passionate love until death Fangxiu.

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In the evening, the clouds were dense, the thunder was billowing, and there were gusts of wind in the sky.Seeing that it was about to rain, Wang Xiaomei bid farewell to the father and son.

Yan Zixiao took Wang Xiaomei to the taxi stand and watched her leave, but it rained heavily on the way home. Yan Zixiao didn't bring an umbrella, and the bean-sized rain bamboo hit his face and it hurt, so he trotted all the way home , When I got home, I was drenched all over.

Yan Zixiao changed clothes, dried her hair, told her son a story, and then went back to her room, intending to rest early.

It was almost 9 o'clock, just as Yan Zixiao turned off the lights, there was a knock on the door.It's so late, who should come?

Yan Zixiao was wondering, when he heard a trembling voice from outside the door.

"Director Yan, it's me, Xing Tian."

Yan Zixiao pretended not to hear, and planned to go back to the room to sleep.

Xing Tian said again: "I know you are behind the door, open the door for me."

"I didn't answer your call, and there was a traffic jam in the whole city on the way to your house. I ran for more than an hour in the rain to get here, ah-choo—"

Yan Zixiao lay back on the bed, not listening to outside affairs, but he tossed and turned on the bed for a few minutes, scolded himself for being cheap, got out of bed and opened the door for Xing Tian.

Xing Tian wrapped his head with a towel, curled up on the sofa, his face was blue, and he took a small sip of a cup of hot black tea.

"Is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry."

"Didn't you have dinner?"

"No, I rushed to your house to meet you after work was over, so I didn't have time to eat, Ah Choo—"

Yan Zixiao got up and went to the kitchen, "There are leftovers from lunch, do you want to eat?"

"Eat, eat, eat!" Xing Tian said three times in a row, as long as it was made by a man himself, he would eat it.

Yan Zixiao heated up half of the leftover sweet and sour fish and lotus root sandwiches in the microwave, and brought them to Xing Tian.

Xing Tian leaned his nose closer, smelled the smell, frowned and said, "Director Yan, did you order takeaway at noon?"

"No, these dishes are made by friends."

friend?There are only a few close friends of Yan Zixiao, most of them are rough old men who don't touch the spring water with their fingers.He already knew who did it, and Xing Tian didn't break the casserole to ask the end because he had to accommodate him in everything, considering that the man had been deposed by him not long ago.

"I want to eat noodles."

"Xing Tian," he opened the dyeing workshop with a smile on your face: "If you want noodles, cook them yourself."

"I don't know how to do it, ah———" Xing Tian sniffed, spread his hands, and a drop of water dripped from his wet hair on his flawless forehead.

Yan Zixiao pointed to the bathroom and said expressionlessly, "Go take a shower."

"What about you? You won't really make me hungry, will you?"

Yan Zixiao thought of Pang Hua. It was just a meal, and he would feed the stray cats and dogs on the side of the road: "The food at home is quite complete. What kind of noodles do you want?"

Xing Tian's nose became hot, he sneezed heavily, and said excitedly: "Also, can I still choose?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

"Uh, I don't like vegetables, so let's braise the big row of noodles, the big row of noodles is medium rare, no onion, ginger and garlic!"

Yan Zixiao's face turned green, he tried his best to restrain himself, resisting the urge to beat up Xing Tian.

"Haha, I scare Director Yan, I'm kidding you, just give me a bowl of lye water noodles, just fill my stomach, there are so many mothers-in-law and mothers."

How dare Xing Tian torment a lovely man, it doesn't matter what he eats, what matters is who cooks for him and who eats with him.

"Stop talking, Axie, I have to take a shower, or I'll catch a cold..." Xing Tian ran into the bathroom, leaving a heavy wet mark on the floor tiles he walked on.

A white light flashed across the sky, and the rain outside the window became heavier!