meet on slag road

In the kitchen, Mu Qing opened the refrigerator and took out the prawns to thaw out, then fished out the clams that had vomited sand all morning, and began to process the ingredients.He did have the ingredients for seafood risotto at home, but it didn't happen to be there, but he prepared it in advance.

Although Yu Yifeng has never shown any obvious preferences, but occasionally when he gets together for a meal, he always unconsciously orders more seafood; in addition, this person has lived in Spain for so long before, so he prepares a dish with seafood and It is an authentic Spanish style dish, which can best show my concern for him, but it is not deliberate - after all, it is better to have back and forth in things like playing with emotions.

Mu Qing was only halfway through the process when a head suddenly appeared at the kitchen door—it was Yu Yifeng.

Mu Qing put the cleaned clams aside, raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

Yu Yifeng rubbed the bridge of his nose: "It's embarrassing to let you cook alone, and I'll wait to eat; let me help, is that okay?"

Since you are rushing to help, how can I not give you this chance.Just as Mu Qing was about to deal with the shrimp thread, he casually said, "Then come and help me with the shrimp thread."

Yu Yifeng used to be a man who never touched the sun with his ten fingers. The food he ate was either made by the servants at home or out of restaurants.He stood in front of the pool, stared at a row of cyan prawns for a moment, then carefully looked at Mu Qing: "Is there something simpler that I can do? Like washing and chopping vegetables?"

When he said this, his voice was very soft, as if a child who had done something wrong was carefully seeking forgiveness from an adult.Mu Qing was amused by this strange déjà vu: "Can you cut onions?"

Yu Yifeng took a deep breath: "Yes!"

The washed and peeled onion looked very pleasing to the eye, Yu Yifeng prepared his mind, picked up a kitchen knife and chopped down on the onion——

"Oh!"

The sharp kitchen knife made a light-colored imprint on the chopping board, and the barely bruised onion danced a graceful arc on the chopping board, and landed in the adjacent pool with a clatter.

Mu Qing stopped holding the knife, looked at Yu Yifeng who was more shocked than him, and sighed: "Do you know how to use a kitchen knife?"

Yu Yifeng thought about his words: "I can peel apples."

Mu Qing: ...

Yu Yifeng pursed his lips, put down the kitchen knife dejectedly: "I'm sorry."

He turned around and was about to go out, but a slightly cold hand covered his hand: "It's okay, if you don't, I can teach you."

Mu Qing stood behind Yu Yifeng, held his hand and picked up the kitchen knife again, and a laughing voice sounded close to his ear: "Just like I taught you grammar, you are so smart, you must be able to learn it well .”

"When cutting vegetables, you need one hand to fix the vegetables you want to cut first, like this." Mu Qing held his hand and gently pressed the onion that was put back on the chopping board, "Round vegetables are not easy to cut, We can cut it in half first, and then...."

What Mu Qing said, Yu Yifeng actually didn't fully understand, he just moved his fingers subconsciously according to Mu Qing's prompt.

The warmth in his ears and the coolness on the back of his hands were like two heavens of ice and fire, and unspeakable desires churned in his heart. He had to desperately remind himself: there are several kitchen knives in the kitchen, and Mu Qing's ability to use them is [-] blocks away from him. , if he turns around and does something to Mu Qing now, it will definitely not be Mu Qing who lacks parts but himself.

Uniform and beautiful onion strips were formed under the kitchen knife held by the two of them. Mu Qing maintained the distance between the pasted and unpasted, and felt Yu Yifeng's whole body tense up. He hooked the corners of his lips and stepped back. Step away from him: "You cut the remaining half, I will add some cat food to Yun Si, and I will come back later to see your performance."

The sound of Mu Qing's footsteps became farther and farther away, and the sound of him calling a cat could be heard from far away in the living room.

Yu Yifeng took several deep breaths, put down the kitchen knife he was holding tightly, turned on the cold water, took a handful and covered his face directly.

The cold liquid flowed down the neck to the chest, wet a small part of the front, Yu Yifeng shivered a little, put his hands on both sides of the pool, lowered his head and exhaled heavily.

God knows how much perseverance he used to hold back just now, if Mu Qing doesn't let go, he will almost lose control of himself.

Reason told Yu Yifeng that the most important thing now is to calm down, after all, Mu Qing just went to feed a cat, and he might be back in 2 minutes; but his brain uncontrollably recalled the indistinct physical contact just now, Mu Qing pulled Under the raised sleeves, the white arm dangling in front of his eyes, the slender fingers resting on the back of his hand, even the nails were trimmed into a neat arc shape, such a beautiful hand, if he was pressed on the bed sheet by himself. …

Yu Yifeng, whose thinking and green health are completely out of touch, couldn't control the yellow waste flying around in his head, and squatted on the ground with a sigh - he didn't say that he was experienced in many battles before, but he had never been so easily defeated as today. Hold on to it—you haven't played for two years, why are you acting like a fool who has never seen a man before! ! !

Mu Qing slowly added half a bowl of cat food to Yunsi outside, and waited for another 2 minutes before entering the kitchen. As soon as he entered, he was startled by Yu Yifeng who was squatting on the ground: "What's the matter? I'm not feeling well." ?"

Yu Yifeng couldn't express his suffering, so he had to lie according to his words: "I seem to have eaten something wrong this morning, and now I have a stomachache."

Thinking of how he fainted from hypoglycemia last time, Mu Qing guessed that this person was not very healthy, so he squatted down and patted his back lightly: "Is it hard? I'll call the doctor to come... ...."

"No need!" Yu Yifeng cut off his words, "I——I should just go to the bathroom."

Mu Qing was worried that something might happen to him, and was about to persuade him a few more words, but saw Yu Yifeng stood up with his back turned to him in a very awkward posture, and rushed out of the kitchen without looking back.

After a while, the bathroom door was slammed shut.

Mu Qing shook his head, washed his hands and was about to continue cutting vegetables, but suddenly stopped, and looked in the direction of the door in disbelief: "He won't—won't he?"

Yu Yifeng spent a long time in the bathroom this time.

He didn't open the door until the seafood risotto was ready and the aroma permeated the room.

Mu Qing was lying on the sofa in the living room teasing Yunsi, when he heard the door closing, his face seamlessly switched from leisurely to concerned: "Are you okay?"

Yu Yifeng, who had solved his physical problems, had a heart as clear as a mirror at the moment, and his smile was clean and sunny: "It's okay." Seeing that Mu Qing was about to move Yunsi off his lap, he said again, "You have worked hard all afternoon, why don't you still work hard?" Let's take a break, I've washed my hands several times, and I'm going to serve the meal."

Mu Qing nodded and watched him walk into the kitchen. While feeling interesting in his heart, he suddenly felt a little bit of regret: When can I watch a live version?

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Mu Qing: Aren't you good at it?

Yu Yifeng: ......