Peek into the Heart [Unlimited]

This didn't seem like a responsible solution, but Yu Yan still held Song Tayun's hand without hesitation: "Okay."

He had no reason to reject Song Tayun in front of him.

He said it was an elopement, but no matter how he walked, he couldn't get out of Longyuan City. After all, he ran from Song Tayun's house to Yu Yan's house.The so-called elopement without anyone looking for it is too free.

The two enjoyed the freedom quite a bit.The departure was too sudden, and all Song Tayun's luggage was his clothes, so he had to hang around the house in Yu Yan's pajamas every day, with the sleeves and trousers all long. Every time Yu Yan watched him float by, he always felt that he was going to sing a song big drama.

These two homeless people sit and eat at home every day—mainly for Yu Yan, but Song Tayun doesn't eat and drink for free, he basically takes care of the kitchen.After all, he often cooked for himself when he was a child, and Song Tayun was very proficient at frying and frying, and the daily style was not heavy.

It's just that Song Tayun may not have expected an extremely serious problem, his taste seems to be biased by himself.

It's true that Song Tayun knows how to cook, but when he first learned to cook, it was purely to fill his stomach, so he didn't put much effort into taste and skills, as long as he could eat it.Including Song Rui, who sometimes cooks at home, is also based on this idea.Over time, both of them got used to this taste.The family didn't have any guests all year round, so no one told the couple that the food they cooked was a bit unpalatable.

When Song Tayun was about to cook for himself for the first time, Yu Yan was excited and relieved. He stood by and started to praise Chef Song from all angles.From his good knife skills - Yu Yan didn't know that the potato chips he praised were actually potato shreds in Song Tayun's eyes; The most primitive grilling; and even boasting that Song Tayun looks good in an apron - this is finally right.

When the food was served, under Song Tayun's expectant eyes, Yu Yan couldn't wait to pick up chopsticks of shredded pork with green peppers. His mouth was immediately filled with the most primitive smell of meat, and of course the bitter green peppers. Neutralization, it seems that there are a lot of seasonings, but somehow it disappears when you put it in your mouth.

"Is it tasty?"

How could Yu Yan say it wasn't delicious? He picked up another chopstick to stir-fry potato chips, and nodded in satisfaction: "It's delicious."

The easiest way to make a person fall in love with cooking is to keep praising his dishes, so that you will gain a chef who is responsible for three meals a day and enjoys being responsible for it.

Song Tayun was enjoying it, but Yu Yan didn't seem very happy.Song Tayun's sense of taste needs to be cultivated over time, and Yu Yan, a mortal, still needs to practice more.

But if he said it directly, it would be a bit of a slap in the face, maybe he would praise others in the future, Song Tayun would not believe it.So Yu Yan thought about it, like a research topic, and finally came up with a solution.

Finally on this day, Yu Yan got up early and went to the vegetable market to do some big shopping.After returning home, Song Tayun was tinkering with his white water boiled noodles named Yangchun Noodles. When he saw the dishes on the table, he was amused: "Why did you buy so much all of a sudden? Is there anything you want to eat? you do."

Yu Yan smiled, and gently pushed Song Tayun, who was holding the noodles, out of the kitchen: "Let's Chef Song, why not take a day off, I have been learning from my teacher for so long, you come to check and accept it today."

"Have you? When did you learn it?" Song Tayun tried hard to remember with his face sucked.It seems that except for the first time Yu Yan beat him up, she never entered the kitchen again, and of course she never praised him.

"I've been watching you silently from a place where you can't see." Yu Yan said an inexplicably fitting vulgar love sentence while breaking the garlic.

In fact, Yu Yan is not very good at cooking. When she was a child, her mother cooked at home. She ate at the cafeteria when she went to school, and also ate at the cafeteria after work. She only went back for a day or two a week. There are only a handful of times when I cook seriously.

But these days, Yu Yan has been working hard to study all kinds of cooking videos, all under the banner of "quick and easy to learn", and the finished products look decent, which gave him an inexplicable confidence.

Just like playing chess and driving without caring for others to give directions, the same is true for cooking.Song Tayun knew this very well, so he suppressed his desire to cook, and decided to completely give up the kitchen to Yu Yan, not to mention the guidance, and he didn't even go in to take a look.

Just listening to the "crackling" sound in the kitchen, and seeing the smoke from the cooking that even the range hood didn't work in time, Song Tayun always had a bad feeling.

After some demolition, the meal was finally ready.Yu Yan served them to the table one by one with a smile on her face, with an apron around her waist, looking like a good man at home.Then, he handed the chopsticks with both hands, looking forward to: "Try it, is it delicious?"

Song Tayun's dishes don't taste good, but the color is still very deceptive.And these few dishes in front of him didn't know what, which made him fall into confusion.He tentatively put a chopstick into his mouth, and forced himself to chew a few times with perseverance: "Doctor Yu, I think your hand... is more suitable for holding a scalpel than a spatula."

Yu Yan stood still and blinked, and then said after a while, "Actually, I think your hands... are more suitable for typing on the keyboard than holding a kitchen knife."

This time Song Tayun was silent, he felt a sense of confusion as if his world view had been subverted.The person in front of him ate with great relish before, but what he said now didn't sound like anger, but more like he had to hold back for a long time before he had to say it.

He couldn't help but smiled slightly: "Doctor Yu, why don't we order takeaway in the future."

The matter was resolved just like that. Although the process was different from what Yu Yan thought, at least the result was the same. No, there was still a slight difference—according to Yu Yan's idea, it should be him who amazed Song Tayun with his cooking skills, Then Song Tayun bowed down and decided to give him the kitchen every day.

But at least, now both of them have a basic understanding of their cooking skills, and those fresh and juicy vegetables, fruits and fish will not be spoiled anymore.

However, it seemed that the matter was not over yet. That night, the two of them ate takeout happily, and when they were washing up and getting ready to rest, Song Tayun ran to Yu Yan's room wearing the pajamas that could be on the stage at any time.

Although once a day seems a bit frequent, it is not unacceptable.When Yu Yan opened the bedside drawer to get something, Song Tayun pressed his hand.

"What's wrong?" Yu Yan was a little puzzled, but she obediently lay back on the bed.

Song Tayun raised his leg to ride on him, and licked his earlobe: "Doctor Yu, is the food I cook particularly bad?"

Still thinking about it, Yu Yan couldn't laugh or cry, so he coaxed: "No, it's much more delicious than what I made."

"Oh——" Song Tayun played with the buttons on Yu Yan's pajamas pretending to be careless, and continued, "Then I will continue to make it for you in the future, okay?"

Food is the most important thing for the people, so that the sky will no longer be cloudy in the future, Yu Yan had no choice but to say: "Actually, I think it's good to order takeaway. Look at how troublesome it is to cook by myself. I've been busy for a long time... "

"Just say if you want it or not." Song Tayun's hand had slipped to his waist at some point, and he was flicking his trouser waist like a child playing with a rubber band.

Yu Yan's breathing was already a little unsteady. Song Tayun's costume was wide and big, and he could just see everything inward from his angle.But some things still can't be compromised: "I may...not want to."

"That's it." Hearing this, Song Tayun rolled down nimbly, pulled on his slippers and walked out.

Yu Yan hurriedly stepped forward to be dragged back by someone. What's the matter if he ran away halfway through the provocation, Song Tayun looked at him innocently: "Doctor Yu, what are you doing?"

"I said I don't want to eat the food you cook..." Yu Yan rolled over and pressed on him, "I didn't say I didn't want to eat you."

Song Tayun stretched out his hand to cover the mouth leaning against his neck: "No, I don't want to."

This leads to a huge problem, if appetite and sex/desire can only satisfy one, how to choose.The ancients said, full of warmth thinks of lust/desire, since full is ranked first, Yu Yan has the answer in his heart: "Yes, I am willing to do anything, I will eat whatever you do."

There is no way, people are living in the present, the situation in front of them is that they are already full and warm, and only lust/desire is left in their brains.

Song Tayun tilted his head and couldn't hold back a smile. When he turned back again, his face was serious, and he pushed away Yu Yan's groping hand in a leisurely way: "Then what do you want to eat tomorrow?"

Yu Yan didn't even think about cooking, her mind was full of dirty things, so she bit the bullet and reported the few dishes she cooked on the first day.

"Oh, okay." Song Tayun slid out from under him like a fish, and walked out with his sleeves waving.

Yu Yan stepped forward and pulled him to a sudden stop, his eyes were already foggy: "Where are you going?"

"Go back to my own bedroom." Song Tayun's face was pure and innocent, "Go to bed early, and wait for my big meal tomorrow."

"What about tonight's dinner?"

"Didn't you eat takeaway tonight?" Song Tayun continued to play dumb.

"But I think..."

"What are you thinking, do you want to talk about the recipes for the day after tomorrow?" Song Tayun actually lay back on the bed by himself, "List them all, I have a good memory."

This is tantamount to torture. When Yu Yan looked up at the ceiling, hoping that the whiteness would make his heart a little purer, Song Tayun took the initiative to ride up again, and forcibly occupied his sight: "Doctor Yu, do you want to eat some food?" what?"

Anyway, this night, Yu Yan was tossed a lot.He said the name of a bunch of dishes like a report, and it is almost time to report for next year.The whole person was dizzy, and he didn't even think about any half-hard, warm, lust/desire, but Song Tayun became interested belatedly, as if he had taken a stimulant, pulling him in various positions Come again.

From then on, Yu Yan understood that people must never lie.

But the next day, it wasn't Song Tayun's dishes that were brought to the table, but exquisite takeaways—or Song Tayun ordered them himself.Although looking at these dishes, Yu Yan always felt that there would be another big battle at night.

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