Since then, I have become the most beautiful boy among the anchors

Jian Min saw that Zhang Jing was following behind and wanted to cook him a meal to make amends, so he informed his aunt that he didn't have to come over today.

He asked, "Want to help?"

"Will you?" Zhang Jing took out a pink apron from his bag, afraid that Jian Min would laugh at him, and explained, "There is nothing else in the supermarket, it's not what I want to buy."

Jian Min replied, "Huh?"

Zhang Jing felt that this was 300 taels of silver, but Jian Min didn't think of this at all, so he put on an apron and turned around, covering it up with a guilty conscience: "It's nothing!"

He failed to tie the belt of the apron twice, Jian Min approached him, reached out to help him tie the knot, Zhang Jing touched his fingertips and flinched subconsciously, waiting quietly for Jian Min to tie it for him.

Zhang Jing is very thin, with a thin belt tying his waist, Jian Min looked at it and said, "Yes."

"What is it? Is it fastened?" Zhang Jing looked back at him, his big eyes were full of confusion.

Jian Min said calmly, "Pink ones are fine."

Zhang Jing blushed instantly. He knew what he was talking about, but he was playing dumb with him just now.

"Can you peel a pineapple?" He took the pineapple out of the bag.

"Yeah." Jian Min took the pineapple, and Zhang Jing handed him a fruit knife.

Jian Min has slender fingers, holding a fruit knife to peel the fruit in a leisurely manner, not proficient, but very flexible.

Zhang Jing was cooking the tenderloin and cut it into very thin slices. After he finished cutting, Jian Min's pineapple was also peeled.He washed his hands and took the pineapple, drew the knife again and quickly put the pineapple slices on the plate and soaked them in salt water.

It was the first time Jian Min entered the kitchen of the apartment, seeing Zhang Jing's busy back, he felt a strange feeling in his heart, he was not used to it but felt very comfortable.

"What dish do you want pineapple for?"

"I'll make you a pineapple sweet and sour pork, it's too late to make soup."

"Then what else should I do?"

"No need, I'll do it myself." Zhang Jing didn't want to order him, after all, it was an apology, and Jian Min couldn't always be asked to work.

Jian Min took out all the ingredients in the bag, and found that there were shrimps in it, and asked: "Are these vegetables you bought specially for me to cook?"

"No, I planned to put it in my refrigerator and eat it by myself." Zhang Jing didn't look back, and he didn't even notice his intention of asking this question. To be honest, "I wanted to invite you again next week, but I have to wait another week , It’s better to hit the sun than to choose a day, just today.”

Jian Min didn't say anything more, he put the Jiwei Shrimp in his refrigerator and confiscated it.

"Which building?" He followed behind Zhang Jing, like a little tail, wherever Zhang Jing went, he followed.

"My house? Building 11, in front." Zhang Jing spoke while preparing ingredients.

Jian Min glanced at the ingredients and asked, "Live by yourself?"

If there are aunts and parents, it is not Zhang Jing's turn to buy vegetables and cook at this point.

"Well, it's fine for one person, and I cook at home when I have time on weekends, and eat in the school cafeteria during the rest of the time. I throw my clothes into the washing machine. There is nothing to be busy about. The house is cleaned once a week."

Jian Min frowned slightly.

"I thought I would be busy in the morning, but I will cook at noon and invite Zixuan over. Who knows that I will finish my work in the afternoon, so I can only invite him next week, and I have class tomorrow..." Zhang Jing muttered.

"The parents didn't come?" Jian Min was still obsessed with the last question.

Zhang Jingqiecai's hands stopped, and then he returned to normal. He smiled and said, "I can do it by myself. There is a moving company. I don't need them, and they don't know how to do it."

After being silent, Jian Min asked again: "When did you learn how to cook?"

"It's been a long time. When I was young, I was with my grandma. I followed her when she was cooking. She cut vegetables, and I stepped on the small bench to hold the cooking table. Grandma gave me a toy knife and bought power sand for me to cut and play. She didn't let me touch real knives until I was thirteen or fourteen, but she was watching the instructions. I have never cut my hands before learning how to cut vegetables." Zhang Jing mentioned that the smile on the old lady's face was even stronger. Tell grandma, and call her when you get back."

Zhang Jing turned around and wanted to get the egg, and when he turned around, he almost ran into Jian Min's arms, who was very close to him, he could see Jian Min's white chin when he raised his eyes, and Jian Min's neck was hanging down his eyes.

He looked at Jian Min's Adam's apple, and suddenly felt hot.

His face was blushing violently, the male breath kept drilling into his nose, the air became sticky, and he had some difficulty breathing.I really don't know what I was thinking, I wanted to lick my lips, but he bit back my tongue as soon as I stuck it out, so I became more conscious.

"Be careful." Jian Min didn't notice his strangeness, took a step back with his shoulders, and opened the distance.

Zhang Jing lowered his head to hide his unnaturalness, and said softly, "You, don't stand behind me, help, help me get two eggs."

Seeing him blushing and stammering, Jian Min didn't move.

Zhang Jing stared at him shyly, bluffing: "I can't handle you anymore? Are there any eggs at home? Do you know where the eggs are?"

Jian Min: "..." He turned around to get the eggs, and when he opened the refrigerator, he always felt that the conversation was not right.

Zhang Jing took advantage of him to take the egg to clear the waste in his mind, "Can you crack eggs?" He took Jian Min's egg and took an egg for him to demonstrate, "That's it."

Jian Min followed his example and cracked the eggs, pouring the eggs on the sliced ​​meat beautifully.

Zhang Jing looked up at him, and muttered in a low voice: "Isn't it the first time? You lied to me again, right?"

"No." Whether it was peeling or beating eggs, it was the first time.

"Then can you cut things?" Zhang Jing took a potato for him to practice.

Jian Min watched him cut things, he cut potatoes in a decent manner, his movements were not in a hurry, and he cut them neatly.

"Mr. Jian is very classy." Zhang Jing laughed, cutting vegetables and cutting out the feeling of office.

But laughing, there was a sense of loss in my heart.

The longer he stays with Jian Min, the more he feels that Jian Min is smart, at least he has strong hands-on ability, even if he does it for the first time, he can do it very well, such an excellent person...

He took Jian Min's knife silently.

Seeing his sudden silence, Jian Min asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Jing didn't know how to speak.

Jian Min is too good, he doesn't know how to catch up with him, he is nothing after leaving Feng's house, he has no money and no power, he helps the old lady take care of flowers in Huaicheng, worrying about whether it will rain the next day, what to buy tomorrow The person who eats what to eat for lunch is the truest him.

If you want to be better, you have to go further.

If you want to get close to Jian Min, you have to put in more effort.

But he can't do it, he can't go very far, he can only stay in Jiangcheng, he will not go to further and better schools, and he will not go abroad.

He doesn't want to enter the workplace either. He only needs a nine-to-five job with weekends and weekends, and doesn't travel frequently. He can go back to Huaicheng to see his grandma when he is free.

His liking for Jian Min can only be a secret liking, he dare not put it under the blue sky, dare not say it out loud, because he can't chase Jian Min's pace desperately, looking forward to getting closer, he has trip.

"I just suddenly thought about what major I want to study in the future?" After a silent meeting, Zhang Jing felt that it was inappropriate, so he found a topic to cover up, "Can I study economics and management?"

Economics and management have a higher probability of entering Shengming, but so what?Sheng Ming's work pressure is very high, and he has to work very hard if he wants to stay. Working overtime and staying up late is common, which cannot satisfy his vision of a nine-to-five job.

Naturally, Jian Min could see that this was not the reason, but he still followed his words and said, "Do you like it?"

"I don't like it." Zhang Jing shook his head, he wanted to be a pet doctor.

"Don't worry, think slowly, there is still a lot of time."

"Hmm..." Zhang Jing laughed again, "I'm not in a hurry."

Zhang Jing's emotions come and go quickly, Jian Min's lips are tightly pursed, but he doesn't know whether this "going fast" is just wishful thinking or a deliberate cover-up.

With heavy eyes, he watched the young man busy.

It took Zhang Jing an hour and a half to prepare a table of dishes, "Let's serve the meal." He was about to starve to death.

Jian Min was very face-saving and carefully tasted every dish.

Zhang Jing's eyes sparkled: "What do you think? Are there any shortcomings, you tell me, I can improve!"

Jian Min slowly wiped his mouth with a napkin, and really said a few points, which was more than enough, but the young man's face became darker and darker, and he even stared at him with "serious" eyes, he stopped his mouth sensibly, and added: "But I like it."

Only then did Zhang Jing laugh, selectively ignoring all the problems Jian Min said, and the last sentence was the key point.

The two ate very slowly, Zhang Jing would talk from time to time, Jian Min listened to him quietly, and sometimes nodded in response to him.

"I'll do it." After dinner, Jian Min cleared the table and put the bowls into the dishwasher.

When he came out, he saw Zhang Jing sitting in front of the TV screen playing with his game console. He was in a hurry last time, so he didn't take the game console.

"Come here quickly," Zhang Jing patted the place beside him, "Want to play a game?"

Jian Min went to him and sat down to take the handle. It was his first time playing, but he had a quick reaction and nimble fingers, so he could learn it in no time.The two played the game of breaking through levels, and the journey was unimpeded.

When the hour hand reached ten, Zhang Jing yawned several times, "Brother, I'm so sleepy." He was tired all day, "I'm going home."

"Okay, I'll take it to you."

Zhang Jing did not refuse to take him home, he stood at the door rubbing his eyes, and asked Jian Min in a low voice: "Brother, do you want to come in and take a look?"

"Next time." You won't be able to get out for a while, the boy is so sleepy that he can't open his eyes, so let him rest first.

"Okay, goodbye brother, be careful on the road, good night."

"The door must be closed." Although the security system is very good, the young man can't help but worry because he is alone.

"I know, thank you brother." Zhang Jing yawned again.

"Well, let's go in." After making sure Zhang Jing closed the door, he left.

After taking a shower, Zhang Jing threw himself on the bed, checked his phone before going to bed, and found that Deng Zixuan kept bombarding him with messages, and asked him if he was mad when he didn't get a reply.

He flipped through the pages one by one, and it turned out that Deng Zixuan found out that Lin Luoqi was also in Jinjiang, and he was also a contracted anchor. Today, he was broadcasting live, playing games with a game anchor.

He and Deng Zixuan didn't put their minds on Jinjiang at all. They usually don't log in to the background for ten and a half months after uploading the video, and they don't mix in the circle at all. He has been here for three years, and there are only a handful of up masters who know about it. Lin Luo doesn't know Qi is also normal in Jinjiang.

He has no interest, as long as he doesn't provoke him, he doesn't care what Lin Luoqi does.

Why is it still not on holiday: Hahahahaha I'm watching his live broadcast, is Lin Luoqi poisonous?Forget about dressing up as a woman, but his teammates scolded him for being a dish, and he felt aggrieved.

Jing Jing Duck:? ? ?You still enjoy watching it?Don't sleep anymore?

Why don’t you have a holiday: Tomorrow is Monday, and another week of pain will start. I’m very sad, so I point to him to bring me some joy. He also said that he would avenge Lin Luoqi

Jing Jing Duck: Was it counter-killed?

Why isn't it a holiday: No, this level is calculated in the game anchor, and it is very good in passersby.

Jing Jing Duck: ...Didn't your roommate kick you out?

Why don't you have a holiday: I hid under the quilt and laughed secretly

After a while, Deng Zixuan sent another message: "My roommate coughed just now, let me restrain myself."

Jing Jing Duck: ... Please don't pollute my pure heart, please?

Suddenly remembered something, he didn't continue the chat, and sent a message to Deng Zixuan that he would put down his phone when he was about to sleep.

"Ah..." Zhang Jing got up very early the next day, hid in the bathroom and rubbed the sheets, howling from time to time, really crazy!Thinking of the dream he had at night, he dared not see Jian Min, "Ah..."

There was another feeble howl.

He couldn't remember clearly the content of the dream, but he only remembered that he stretched out his tongue to lick Jian Min's Adam's apple, bit by bit...

"Ah..." Not daring to think about it anymore, Zhang Jing wished he could put his head in the basin and wash it.

After washing the sheets, he dilly-dally made himself a breakfast, and then prepared to go to school, anyway, he never went to morning reading.

As soon as he went downstairs, he saw Jian Min's car leaving.

Jian Min also saw the young man, who seemed to have not slept well, dejectedly, holding a piece of yogurt in his hand, and carrying his schoolbag loosely, he glanced at his watch, if he remembered correctly, Jian Yinuo and his school had to go to school in the morning Read it?

He pressed the car window, and before he could speak, he saw Zhang Jing looking at him like a ghost, froze for a second, and then ran away, his schoolbag was about to fly.

Jian Min: "..."