Hedgehog and Tiger

Yang Tang didn't live in the school dormitory, but rented a house outside. It happened that the house hadn't been rented out yet after he left. After saying hello to the landlord, Yang Tang led He Xinchun there.

The hotel is not far from the school, Yang Tang held an umbrella, put He Xinchun's hand into his trouser pocket, and said: "There is a taco roll store in front, I will buy one every time I go to school."

After speaking, I saw a taco shop similar to a caravan open in front of the coffee shop.

The shop owner obviously knew Yang Tang, and after asking a few words, he made one according to his taste.

Blocks are like sliced ​​pizza.

The tortilla roll in your mouth is wrapped with lettuce and pastrami, and the sweet salad dressing and Thousand Island dressing are mixed together.After He Xinchun finished eating, he couldn't find a trash can everywhere, so he crumpled the paper and stuffed it into his pocket.

Before going to the rented house, I passed by a scenic spot first.

The bridge spanned two and a half cities, Yang Tang let go of his holding hands, handed the phone to a person, and said something to her.

Then he walked back and said to He Xinchun: "When taking pictures, remember to smile."

He Xinchun stood up straight, clasped fingers tightly with his brother Tang, and heard the foreigner compare three, two, one fingers.

When pressing the camera button, Yang Tang suddenly reached out, put his arm around He Xinchun's shoulder, and left a kiss on his forehead.

He Xinchun's smile hadn't faded away, he was taken aback, then he patted Yang Tang and said, "It's taking pictures, why are you so careless!"

"Look at your serious appearance, cute."

"You can't say that a big man is cute. Are you An Jie? Your Chinese is so bad."

After the two quarreled, they asked the passerby to thank them, and He Xinchun leaned his face to see the effect of the photo.

There were no cars on the bridge behind, and the weather was definitely not good today, and the umbrella fell to the ground during the fight between the two.

The man who had always been cold-eyed smiled like a child when he kissed his forehead.

He Xinchun's eyes were hot, he sniffled and said, "Brother, you stepped on your feet."

"..."

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The house is a small apartment, and Yang Tang rented a single room.

There are hydrangeas planted at the door, which are blooming wiltingly this season, and the rain has wetted the petals.

"Tang!"

Yang Tang moved He Xinchun to the area behind him familiarly, and a werewolf-like thing was hung on him suddenly.

"My wife is here, can you be a little more polite?"

Hearing the word lover, the man stood up instantly.

He Xinchun poked his head to look at him. He was estimated to be almost two meters tall. He was unshaven and his hair was not washed well. At first glance, he really looked like a werewolf.

"He is my roommate, you can call him J."

J didn't wait for He Xinchun to extend his hand, and shook hands with him first, and spoke a series of English words, He Xinchun listened for a long time and understood the two words.

A lover, a friend.

"His oral English is not good, you talk to him slowly."

J repeated slowly again, like a child learning to speak, jumping out word by word.

Only then did He Xinchun understand, he bent his eyes and smiled, and said, "This is the sixth year I've been with him, and I'm glad to meet you too, J."

J has always been interested in the Chinese food that An Jie posted on Facebook. He went to the supermarket to buy a lot of food and came back, staring at He Xinchun with burning eyes.

"Okay, I'll cook today."

"Angel!"

Yang Tang pressed J's head tightly, suppressing his desire to hug him, and said, "If you hug him again, you'll sleep with Little J today."

As if hearing Yang Tang's call, a big golden retriever crawled down from the upstairs, and approached Yang Tang coquettishly begging to be stroked.

J thought of Little J's smelly kennel, and obediently sat on the sofa waiting to be fed.

Not knowing J's taste, He Xinchun chose a few home-cooked dishes to cook.Because he is not very good at using chopsticks, He Xinchun spread the vegetables directly around the rice, and took an iron spoon and put it aside.

It was much easier for him and Yang Tang to do it, and he didn't bother to eat. After putting it on the plate, he called Yang Tang to take it out, and made a salad himself.

Yang Tang carried it out, slipped into the kitchen again, put his arms around He Xinchun's narrow waist from behind and said, "What did you cook?"

"Fish-flavored eggplant, chili fried meat, and a tomato egg."

Yang Tang bit his exposed neck, left a hickey viciously, and whispered something in his ear.

He Xinchun's ears turned red, and he took the spatula to give himself the courage to say, "We are not sure what to do, Mr. Yang Tang, if you use such obviously biased words, I will sue you for defamation." .”

Seeing He Xinchun's panic-stricken appearance, Yang Tang was in a better mood, and went out humming a song.

J was full of praise for the dishes. Seeing the two of them eating, he couldn't help but said: "The white one, like a ball, why didn't you make it? The white one, it's about this big, An Jie said it was delicious."

He Xinchun thought for a while and said, "Pour the soup..."

"Ah! Xiaolongbao!" J suddenly remembered, and said, "Anjie said it!"

After so many corrections, He Xinchun decided to give up and said: "You need to use skin jelly for soup dumplings. There is no material here. I will make it for you when you arrive in China."

"A word is settled!"