[Entertainment circle] How can the enemy be late and affectionate

The craftsmanship of Mingzhiwu kitchen is really good.

Xie Chenyan didn't move his chopsticks yet, but he could already smell the rich aroma of chicken soup, which came from the small white porcelain bowl in front of him.

The sound of cooking came from the kitchen, and Ming Zhiwu waited until the chicken soup was stewed, filled a bowl for Xie Chenyan, and then went into the kitchen to put other prepared ingredients into the pot.

Xie Chenyan kept stirring the spoon in the white porcelain bowl. After a while, the sound of cooking in the kitchen stopped, and Ming Zhiwu came out with two plates of small green vegetables.

The sleeves of the shirt that he had unbuttoned and rolled up to the elbows hadn't been put down yet, because both hands were holding the dishes, so his arms were a little bulging, which was caused by the traction of the muscles.

"Thank you." Xie Chen smiled, and then Ming Zhiwu sat across from him.

Neither of them had the habit of talking when eating, so for a while, the whole room became quiet, only the sound of chopsticks touching the tableware.

The time seems to have become extraordinarily long, and the actions of the two people seem to have been pressed at a slower speed.

I don't know how long it took, Xie Chenyan drank the last mouthful of soup in his bowl, pulled out a tissue, and wiped his lips.

On the other hand, Mingzhiwu seems to have eaten early, and now he is looking intently at the tablecloth in front of him.

Xie Chenyan slowly stood up from his seat, and picked up the empty bowl in front of Ming Zhiwu. Ming Zhiwu was distracted until a slender and pale hand appeared in his line of sight, and he suddenly retracted it He lost his sight, and in the next second, he had already stretched out his hand and took the empty bowls from the two of them from Xie Chenyan's hand.

Xie Chenyan turned to tidy up the side dishes on the table.

By the time he put the side dishes on the table into the refrigerator, there was already the sound of running water in the kitchen.

"Give it to me." Xie Chenyan seldom washes dishes, but it's not like he doesn't know how to do them.

Ming Zhiwu took a look at Xie Chenyan, and then put the bowl that had been washed once into Xie Chenyan's hand.

In the end, there are two bowls and chopsticks that two people wash together. In fact, there are only two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks.There was quite a lot of leftover rice, but Xie Chenyan didn't know how to cook, so Ming Zhiwu didn't keep the leftovers, but put them directly into the black garbage bag.

"Why did you come here today?" Although the washing water was warm, Xie Chenyan's face still looked a little pale.

But because of the smile on his face, he doesn't look very miserable.

"When your manager called you, I was by the side." Ming Zhiwu answered Xie Chenyan after carefully wiping the bowl that Xie Chenyan had washed with a dishcloth, putting it in the cupboard.

Xie Chen paused for a moment, he couldn't remember what Jin Pin called him before, but now that Mingzhiwu was in front of him, he didn't show anything, just nodded slightly.

When the two of them came out of the kitchen, it was completely dark.

Mingzhiwu didn't mean to spend the night in Xie Chenyan's apartment, but he put on the suit he took off before going to the kitchen, and walked to the entrance.

"Awu." Just as he put his hand on the doorknob, Xie Chenyan called out softly and stopped him.

"What is our relationship now?"

Xie Chenyan's voice was unhurried, without any intention of persecution.

Ming Zhiwu's figure moved slightly, and he said after a long time: "Brother Xie, we are both men."

After that, his gesture moved again, and he was about to open the door.

Xie Chenyan stretched out his hand directly and grabbed Ming Zhiwu.

The skin that has not been exposed to the sun all year round is a bit unhealthy, but it is not weak and weak.

"Of course I know, you and I are both men."

Xie Chenyan was still smiling, but that smile didn't seem to reach his eyes, and Mingzhiwu was a little dazed for a second.

For a moment, he felt that Xie Chenyan was very strange.

"Cough, cough, cough." Before he could react, Xie Chenyan withdrew his pale hand, covered his lips and coughed violently.

"You first, go back." Xie Chenyan coughed, and spit out these words intermittently while coughing.

Xie Chenyan, who was a bit tall at first, bent down slightly because of coughing at this moment, and his whole person seemed to have a kind of fragile beauty.

Ming Zhiwu didn't answer Xie Chenyan's words, but stretched out his hand, and naturally put his hand on Xie Chenyan's back, and patted it lightly.

Xie Chenyan was very thin, and his back, which was supposed to be very broad, felt like it was covered with only a thin layer of skin and flesh.

Ming Zhiwu's slapping could not help but eased up a lot.

The distance between the two of them suddenly became extremely close.

After Xie Chenyan stopped coughing, Ming Zhiwu put his hands off Xie Chenyan's body.

Perhaps because of the severe cough just now, Xie Chenyan's originally somewhat colored lips also became colorless.

Mingzhiwu looked at Xie Chenyan who looked like this, and overlapped him with the person in his memory.

But in just a split second, he pulled himself out of the memories, and before he fell into the vortex of memories, it was best to get out as soon as possible.

"You have a good rest, I'll go back first." After helping Xie Chenyan to sit on the sofa and pouring him a cup of warm water, Ming Zhiwu straightened up and said goodbye as usual.

"Hmm." Xie Chen leaned against the sofa, his collarbone was slightly exposed from the wide collar, rising and falling with his breathing, under the shroud of light, it seemed to be attracting people to caress.

The door opened gently, and finally closed again gently.

Only then did Xie Chenyan slowly open his eyes, his expression was no longer as disastrous as before.

He stretched out his hand and picked up the cup of warm water on the coffee table, then the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and then he put it to his own mouth and took a sip.

"Xu Xu Tuzhi, you can't escape, and I'm not in a hurry."

It was still that gentle voice, but at this moment, in the huge room, it seemed a little weird.

Mingzhiwu was sitting in the cab and hadn't started the vehicle for a long time. He looked at his right hand and didn't look back for a long time.

Now this hand seems to still have the warmth of that person's touch.

Then he looked out the car window, the light in Xie Chenyan's living room was still on, in fact, the lights in other people's living rooms around him were also on, but when he glanced over, he only saw the light in Xie Chenyan's home.

"Well, I'll be right over." The phone vibrated slowly beside her.