good marriage

As soon as he said this, Lu Zhuonian regretted it almost immediately.Seeing Qi Yu looking at him with no expression, he quickly said: "Just kidding, if you don't like it, forget it, it's really inconvenient for the two of us." He interrupted again: "Hey, do you have a new toothbrush?"

Qi Yu looked down at his toothbrush, "It's gone, I only have this toothbrush."

Lu Zhuonian was probably in a daze, eager to get out of this embarrassing situation, he snatched the toothbrush that was still wet, and said indifferently: "Then I'll use this one."

Qi Yu: "..." He couldn't react for a while.

Lu Zhuonian squeezed on the toothpaste, and belatedly said, "Just replace it with a new one."

Seeing him stuffing the toothbrush he used into his mouth, Qi Yu frowned very rarely in front of people.

Fortunately, Lu Zhuonian didn't dare to look at him, and after a while Qi Yu silently washed his face beside him.The two big men are really crowded together. Qi Yu probably has never washed his face so sloppily. After finishing, he consciously put the face towel aside and said, "There is only one face towel." Then he went out , maybe he is not willing to see Lu Zhuonian use his toothbrush and his towel with his own eyes.

Lu Zhuonian didn't think too much about it. After washing his face with clean water and stroking his stubble, he had to call Qi Yu back and ask him where the razor was.Counting the time spent on the plane, he hasn't shaved his beard for nearly two days. Lu Zhuonian is the one who cares about his image the most. He doesn't even leave the house if he is not well organized.

So Qi Yu came in again to look for a razor for him, picked out all the things for him, turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Lu Zhuonian: "Is there no electric one?"

"Sorry, I'm used to manual."

Lu Zhuonian suddenly realized that this was the first time Qi Yu said sorry today, and he didn't say thank you, which is not normal.He looked at him, carefully watched every subtle reaction of his, and said innocently: "But I don't know how to use my hands."

Qi Yu remained silent for a second, then reached out to soak a towel in hot water, squeezed it half dry, and pressed it on Lu Zhuonian's chin.He was about the same height as Lu Zhuonian, only less than an inch shorter. When he got close, his eyes looked straight at Lu Zhuonian's tall nose.

Lu Zhuonian found that he hadn't looked into his eyes from the beginning to the end, and thought to himself, could he be angry and disgusted him just now?

Qi Yu remained silent, took off the towel, lathered him up, and then shaved carefully with the razor, looking very focused.He tilted his head, Lu Zhuonian couldn't see his face, so he turned away too, and was immediately warned: "Don't move." So he didn't dare to move again, he was not very at ease with this thing, for fear of scratching his face .

Qi Yu had never shaved anyone else, and his posture was awkward. Finally, he finished the work, washed his hands and said, "Okay. What are you eating?"

Lu Zhuonian followed him to use the sink and said, "Whatever you do, I'll eat whatever you want."

So Qi Yu went out, Lu Zhuonian touched his chin in front of the mirror after washing his face, it was smooth and clean, he was very satisfied immediately, patted on some aftershave, hummed a song, feeling happy.The Qi family personally shaved the waiter, what a treat.After thinking about it again, I felt wrong. Isn’t it natural for a wife to serve her husband? He was too easily satisfied, so he went down to see how his wife was doing breakfast, and decided not to give praise if she didn’t do well.

Before this, Lu Zhuonian probably never thought that he could eat the food cooked by Qi Yu. The sage said that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen, and a person like Qi Yu should stay in the clean room of the study, make tea, take a book, and spend a penny. Sprinkling ink, composing lyrics and reciting poems, living a life without the slightest human spirit.It's really hard to imagine him using a knife to kill and cook, and his body is covered in oil. Does he have to say sorry to the corpse before he kills the fish and chops the meat?

This is obviously impossible.

Qi Yu was standing in the kitchen, and Lu Zhuonian could see his handsome back from across the bar. The difference from last night was that a pair of strings were loosely pinched at the thinnest part of his waist, drawing a little line.Lu Zhuonian looked at it for a long time, no matter how he looked at it, he felt hesitant to say anything, so he walked over and said that your apron was loose, then he untied the rope and tied it again for him, tightening his waist tightly, finally it was just right, "I didn't find you before The waist is so thin..."

Qi Yu turned around and smiled at him, interrupting his nasty words very politely: "Thank you."

Lu Zhuonian immediately took half a step back, retracting his ready hand, thinking of bad review, bad review!

It wasn't until the breakfast was put on the table that Lu Zhuonian's stiff face got better.There were no fresh ingredients at home, so Qi Yu took the frozen shrimps out to make noodles toppings, sautéed the shrimps with ginger and garlic, poured some rice wine to remove the fishy smell, and only put a little salt, monosodium glutamate, etc. in it Qi Yu I have always been persistent and feel unhealthy.Put the boiled noodles in cold water into a bowl with eggs, cover with toppings, and sprinkle some chopped green onions. The color is clear and beautiful, and it looks very good.

Lu Zhuonian is used to having fun outside, and he has never seen any delicacies, but this simple bowl of shrimp noodles really made him feel like being overwhelmed for a moment, maybe it was the pair of chopsticks that served him His hands are too clean and slender, and their skin is as white as jade. It clearly reveals the nobility of their fingers not touching the spring water, but they have a kind of quiet temperament when they do such small things. Look at the owner of those hands, standing gracefully. There, with eyebrows lowered and eyes lowered, he fiddled with the bowls and chopsticks under his hands in a leisurely manner, put away the water cups and paper towels one by one, and even the chopsticks pillow, finally smiled perfectly, sat down calmly, and said politely to Lu Zhuonian: "Sorry, I don't have any ingredients at home, so I made it a little easier, I don't know if it suits your appetite."

People are beauties, but it's a pity that they are too crafty, so it's not as good as a natural coquettish coquettish.

Lu Zhuonian was very regretful in his heart, but his aversion to Qi Yu also subsided a lot. He picked up his chopsticks and replied to him: "Why, I should be sorry to trouble you, a patient, to make me breakfast."

Hypocritical politeness, who wouldn't.

Qi Yu looked at Lu Zhuonian politely, and when he tasted it first, Lu Zhuonian picked up a chopstick and stuffed the noodles into his mouth, which was really unexpected: "Not bad, where did you get your skills?" He didn't believe Qi Yu. In addition to those calligraphy and painting rules, the young master of the family also needs to learn cooking skills.

Qi Yu asked him, "Do you like it?"

Lu Zhuonian was already very hungry, it would be fine if he didn't eat, but when he ate, he felt his stomach was empty, so he nodded to him while eating, very sincerely.

Qi Yu first took a sip of water to moisten his lips and tongue, and then slowly said: "That's good. The Qi family respects rules, and people who go out, regardless of gender, must be trained to go to the hall and go to the kitchen to satisfy the in-laws." , we can't lose face of the Qi family."

Lu Zhuonian didn't expect it to be like this, he paused unconsciously while eating the noodles, not knowing what it was like for a moment.Qi Yu looked at him, smiled very shallowly, as if he was embarrassed to laugh, and said softly: "It's not in vain that I have worked hard to study your taste and practiced cooking for more than half a year."

"Ahem——!" With a mouthful of noodles choking in his throat, Lu Zhuonian hurriedly took some water to calm his breath, and he still didn't forget to slander in the midst of his haste. He must have been angry just now, it must be.

Qi Yu sat across from him and handed him a tissue, showing a little bit of polite concern, but Lu Zhuonian felt that he was putting on airs like this, as if he was deliberately holding a shell so that people couldn't see clearly The emotions inside are indescribably awkward.

To put it bluntly, Lu Zhuonian was used to being pampered since he was a child. His parents took care of his brother more than him. If his brother didn't take care of him occasionally, he wouldn't have any ties at all.Now that his brother is dead, if his parents want to turn back and take care of him, it's already too late.No one has ever been angry in front of him, disgusted him, and still so polite, he thinks this person is really strange, isn't it tiring to carry it like this?

For another person, if he feels that the other party is a little angry, he must restrain himself. Be more careful, but Lu Zhuonian is not.

While continuing to eat noodles as if nothing had happened, he asked Qi Yu as if chatting casually: "So, you have also studied my brother's taste?"

With something in his mouth, Qi Yu couldn't speak.He chewed slowly, without any movement at all, as if he didn't hear what Lu Zhuonian said, and just ate his own food.After waiting for a long while, Lu Zhuonian wondered whether it took so long to chew that bit of noodles, so he swallowed it, and said with a smile, "That's not true."

"why is that?"

When he asked this question, Qi Yu had already picked up a small chopstick and stuffed the noodles into his mouth, still pursing his lips and chewing slowly, taking it for granted that Lu Zhuonian did not speak.

Lu Zhuonian: "..."

After finally waiting for him to eat the noodles, he also put down his chopsticks, drank some water in his mouth, rinsed his mouth a little, took a tissue to wipe his lips, and apologized to Lu Zhuonian: "I'm done eating, You eat slowly."

Lu Zhuonian glanced at the almost untouched noodles in his bowl. He didn't hold much for himself, and there was more than half of it left. It was almost as if he hadn't eaten. He immediately changed the topic: "You only eat this little?"

Qi Yu looked a little sorry, as if he had done something wrong, and reluctantly said: "I can't eat it."

It was only then that Lu Zhuonian remembered that the person in front of him was still sick, so he said, "Then let me help you eat, and then eat something else when you're hungry." He saw that Qi Yu was not used to leftovers. Of course, there are other reasons. He remembered that Qi Yu had just suppressed his dislike for using his toothbrush.This is really unreasonable. He, who uses second-hand toothbrushes, has nothing against him.

Sure enough, Qi Yu immediately stopped his outstretched hand and said, "No need."

Lu Zhuonian looked at him sincerely, and said: "Anyway, you can't eat it." He thought that this person really disliked him, which is interesting, and he still insisted on confronting him.

Qi Yu pursed his lips, and after a while, he seemed to finally find a reason: "I'm sick, it will be bad if I infect you."

"I'm not afraid, what are you worrying about?"

The so-called scholar meets soldiers, Qi Yusi is gentle, how can he snatch Lu Zhuonian, he can only watch him take away his bowl, and pour all the remaining noodles into a bowl, without saying a word of rebuttal exit.

It is estimated that Qi Yu has never asked anyone to eat his leftovers in his life. He sat there, silently watching Lu Zhuonian finish the noodles for two.The two sat at the same table facing each other, one eating and the other watching. If one ignores the angry thoughts and the awkward expression, it would be quite a good morning time just by looking at it.