A branch of red apricot came out

The house is really as big as a house goose. It is deep in an old community, there is no elevator, and after climbing up to the seventh floor, the two people who were tired carrying big bags and small bags were wheezing.

Yan Nuo kicked off his shoes and went to turn on the air conditioner in the living room. When he turned around and saw Fang Le still standing in the entrance, he said, "Find me a pair of shoes to change."

There were no extra home shoes, so finally Fang Le took out the flip flops from the shopping bag and changed them on, then went into the living room to satisfy his curiosity, as Yan Nuo said, it was complete with all internal organs, the decoration was simple, shallow Yellow walls and warm yellow chandeliers, the style of the sofa is very old but brand new as if restored to factory settings.

"This house was also left to me by my dad. I didn't know until I moved out of the hall after I graduated from the third grade of junior high school," Yan Nuo explained to him while arranging the ingredients, "My grades in junior high school were not very good. My mother said that as long as I was admitted to Yuan Gao, she would tell me a secret about my dad. At first I didn’t care, but the more I thought about it, the more unwilling I became, so I worked hard for a semester. Yuan Gao lowered 20 points for admission to the students in the hall. Press the line."

"Is this house the secret?" Fang Le asked, he was embarrassed to look around, and after scanning around, he went to Yan Nuo to help.

Yan Nuo tilted her head and smiled at him, "Yeah, my mother told me that I don't have nothing, at least I still have a house and a small treasury. It's enough, in my mother's words, 'As long as you don't waste extravagance, it's enough for you to live a normal life', you said he is so chic, why don't you want me?"

Fang Le was speechless.

Yan Nuo continued on his own, "The biggest possibility I analyzed is that I am his illegitimate child."

Seeing that he was still laughing, Fang Le couldn't tell whether he was really joking or covering it up. He picked up the shopping bag and grabbed Yan Nuo, "Cook, and I'll listen to your story when I'm full."

"Show me your women's clothing before you tell the story."

The afternoon conversation happened again, only with the roles reversed.

Fang Le said with a smile, "You are really confident."

Yan Nuo said without shame, "I really do."

The kitchens of the old houses are all designed to be very large, unlike the commercial buildings where every inch of land is very expensive, the rooms are even smaller, and now the two big boys are standing in the kitchen and they think it is too spacious. , "Do you still remember when I asked you 'Can you still cook', you said this is a must-have skill for a warm man, remember?"

Yan Nuo said, "I remember, what's wrong."

"You got stuck at the time. In fact, you wanted to say that this is a necessary skill for Nuanshutang?"

"Mr. Fang, you read too many mystery novels, don't always show them off, it's a bit scary."

Fang Le smiled and said, "Just say yes."

"Yes," Yan Nuo admitted, he sprinkled the minced meat with cooking wine and starch, added some condiments and stirred it with chopsticks, "If you didn't eat watermelon on the playground that night, maybe you wouldn't know it now."

Well, it's all the watermelon's fault. It's all the watermelon's fault. It's sweet when you eat it, so you spit out all the bitterness in your heart. After eating it, you are forgotten and ruined by reptiles.

Fang Le washed the onion, cut it into small cubes with a kitchen knife, and asked him, "Have you finished reading the magazine?"

"No, I've read half of the book, study hard now, and read it later." Yan Nuo squatted in front of the trash can peeling carrots and potatoes, turned around and tugged at his trouser legs after peeling twice, "Cut me a knife, nurse The knot of the tie."

Fang Le looked down and saw that he was fighting against the gauze knot with his teeth. He smiled and squatted down holding a kitchen knife, "Don't move, I don't care if you chop your hands."

"Handsome or not." Yan Nuo asked, "Didn't you say you're handsome tied up, but it's hot and in the way."

Going down with two knives and freeing his hands, Fang Le took a look at the scratches on the back of his hands, and praised him, "Handsome."

At around eight o'clock in the evening, the two made each other an omelet rice plate. Added half a spoonful of water to the egg liquid, and fried it soft and golden. The whole hole was not broken, and it perfectly wrapped the meat inside. fried flower rice.

Yan Nuo took out a bag of ketchup from the refrigerator, "How do you want to draw, draw a smiling face or squeeze it casually."

Fang Le smiled and said, "Do you want to draw a smiling face, then you can draw it."

So the playful person drew two beautiful smiling faces on the beautiful omurice and signed them, one FL and one YN.

Fang Le was in a particularly good mood. He put the plates together and took several photos with his mobile phone. "It's rare to want to send it to Moments."

Yan Nuo was very satisfied, and took a picture of the masterpiece as a souvenir. He said, "Send it, I will also send it."

Fang Le really posted it, just one picture, Yan Nuo’s phone had a reminder, he liked it and then posted one, with the words: perfect[/proud][/Sahua][/happy]

Not only does it look perfect, but it also tastes amazing. In the end, there is no conclusion on who won this bet. I just feel sincerely, "You really didn't lie to me", "You really know how to cook", "It's different from me." Are they comparable?" After eating, they spread out on the sofa to rest for a while, enjoying the aftertaste of eating and drinking, and then the two went to the kitchen to wash the dishes together.

Fang Le finished washing first, and stood by the side waiting for Yan Nuo. He was in a daze for a while, but he didn't hear what Yan Nuo was laughing at, and asked self-consciously, "What about Dahong Xiaobai? If you don't go back today, they..."

"They're fine, just don't change the water or feed them for five or six days." Yan Nuo rinsed off the foam on his hands, "Come out, turn off the lights."

After eating, it's time to take a shower and run outside for a day.

Fang Le washes first, the underwear is newly bought in boxes, and the towels and toothbrushes are all new. When Yan Nuo handed him the pure white short-sleeved and blue beach shorts, he said, "The latest two are here, I don't seem to have worn them yet. , but it might be a little too big for you."

Fang Le stood under the shower and wiped his face, then cursed with a smile, "Idiot."

Erhuo is lying on the bed laughing like a dick, the circle of friends has not been so lively for a long time, mainly because the last one has been hidden by the dividing line of "the last half a year", and the last one, even Yan Nuo himself Remember what it is.

There are too many likes, almost taking up half of the phone screen, many people can't tell who the number is, and the comments are even worse. Looking around, they are full of surprises and praises. Yan Nuo is in a great mood and ignores it automatically. A few yelling brats went through the full review before finally replying to them.

Ye Cong: Damn, I am also Ba Jin now, have my eyes deceived me too!

Zhang Yufan: FL, Fang Le, I am the real fucking Fang now! [/smokes]

Fu Luyang: Brother!What did you do!Brother, do you consider making it for us to eat? [/ star eye]

Liang Ran: Reply to Fu Luyang: It doesn't look like it, it should be made by one person.

Yan Nuo: Reply to Ye Cong: The thief chicken is delicious, I didn't lie to you.

Yan Nuo: Reply to Zhang Yufan: Hahahahahahaha, are you a ghost, is your uncle back?

Yan Nuo: Reply to Fu Luyang: No consideration.Study hard.

Fu Luyang: Reply to Yan Nuo: I have been squeezed all day, if Liang Ran hadn't told me that you suddenly blew up your body, I would still be staring at the test paper! [/crazy][/crazy][/crazy]

Yan Nuo: Reply to Liang Ran: Continue to train. [/awesome]

......

After talking nonsense, Yan Nuo sat up from the bed when he heard the bathroom door open. He was quite looking forward to seeing Fang Le wearing his clothes, so he yelled nonsense outside the room, "Done the wash?"

Fang Le walked over with a towel on his head, and stood at the door of the bedroom, "Well, are you going now?"

Sure enough, it was a little bigger, and the shoulder line dropped a few centimeters. It was so beautiful, he couldn't help laughing, "Come here, what are you doing standing at the door, isn't it hot after washing?"

The room was really cool with the air conditioner on, so Fang Le walked in and asked him, "Me, where do I sleep at night?"

"Well, it's fine here," Yan Nuo patted the big bed, and said, "The second bedroom is also fine, but the second bedroom hasn't been tidied up for a long time, so it needs to be cleaned."

Fang Le: "..."

Yan Nuo noticed that the corners of his eyes were red, so he pulled him closer and knelt on the bed to look at him, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

"The shampoo has flowed in." Fang Le wiped the dripping hair again, "It will be fine in a while."

Yan Nuo frowned and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, I often do this, is it scary?"

"It's scary, like a werewolf about to transform." Yan Nuo jumped out of bed, and stopped when she was about to get a change of clothes, "If you go to the second bedroom, go there before I take a shower Help you clean up."

Fang Le looked at him and said with a smile, "No, just here, didn't we sleep together on the roof?"

Yan Nuo thought to himself, why is he so happy today? Fuck, is it the same as his living expenses, the happiness after being overdrawn in advance? He went into the bathroom and was wrapped in the fresh smell of shower gel. He remembered the night when the air conditioner was installed in the school. , I feel a little regretful about holding a candy pillow on the bed, a warm body is much more comfortable than a pillow, but unfortunately I never have another chance.

Yan Nuo felt that he was a bit perverted, and he used to say that Fang Le was perverted, so maybe he got infected by sticking together every day?

Ah bah, Fang Le doesn't change his mind.

When Yan Nuo came out of the shower, the first thing she did was to open the curtains, and kept throwing dolls from the bay window onto the big bed. Fang Le sat by the bed and stared blankly, "What is this for?"

They are not small dolls, they are all dolls that can be filled with arms. He threw five of them in a row before stopping, turned around and said, "Good evening, hold on, I'm afraid it will be like being on the rooftop again. A few more dolls will be more safe."

Fang Le was directly amused. Looking at the pillow with a bear head and a small bone, he directly and clearly interpreted what is called contrast cuteness. He joked, "You are our famous school bully! These dolls are all Did you buy it?"

Yan Nuo was not annoyed by the joke, "Yeah, the candy one I like the most was taken to the dormitory by me."

Fang Le felt that the more Yan Nuo got along, the more interesting he was. He put down his phone, "Then why don't you buy some more candies, so you can hold them at home."

"One is enough." Yan Nuo brushed her hair indiscriminately, and pulled her bangs to the back of her forehead. Fang Le took a look, "You look better like this."

"What, is that so?" Yan Nuo grabbed his hair a few more times and pulled it back.

"Yeah." Fang Le secretly sighed that the child was only five years old, and urged him again, "Is there a hair dryer, blow it dry, you should be fine."

Yan Nuo shook his head, like a big dog shaking his hair after taking a bath, "It's there, it's broken, and there's thick smoke coming out from the blower in the front, let's stop using it, we'll finish it later." He went to the computer desk, turned it on, and sat down in the computer swivel chair. He stretched his arms and patted the bedside, "Sit here."

Fang Le lowered his head and looked at his phone. There were many likes in Moments, but not many comments. He probably knew that he would not reply to comments with his temperament, which only added to embarrassment.

Qing Mei: Wow, wow, a top student is a top student, and he is so good at cooking! [/greedy]

Mom: Did you have fun with your friends?

Uncle Ding: Your mother said she was greedy when she saw it. Next time I come back when I have time, can I make a copy for your mother?

Fang Le: Reply to Mom: Well, happy.

Fang Le: Reply to Uncle Ding: OK.

As for Qingmei, she was his junior high school classmate, her real name was Qin Mei, she was doing well in her studies, and she seemed to be very enthusiastic and ostentatious. He thought about it, but didn't reply, and quit the circle of friends.

Fang Le heard the five-year-old child calling again, "Teacher Fang, please move."

Use the right words.

Fang Le sat cross-legged on his patting position, Yan Nuo stared at his phone greedily, "I saw it when I was having lunch, is it the latest phone?"

"Well, yes, my mother bought it," Fang Le handed it to him, "Do you want to play with it?"

Of course it is.

As soon as Yan Nuo happily picked up the phone, the floating window popped up and scrolled to display: weejh replied to your post, "Ah! The latest news comes from eavesdropping in the corner of the teacher's office! Lord Yan..."

Scrolling to this pop-up window automatically slid up to hide it, but the content of the post was very familiar to Yan Nuo, and he kept his expression unchanged, and the other party said happily, "If you want to eat lychee, it should be iced."

"I'll get it." Fang Le said as he got out of bed and walked towards the kitchen.

Yan Nuo's heart was beating wildly, and he immediately slid down the notification bar and clicked into the message. The posting interface of Xiaonei confirmed his guess just now. He heard the footsteps approaching, and returned to the main page calmly. Going to the interface, I raised my eyes to see the person who opened the door and came in, and found that it was really scary, how could this person be so cute behind his back.

"What are you laughing at?" Fang Le asked seeing the strong smile in his eyes, took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, opened the bag and started picking lychees.

"I'm thinking about when I can write a full-score math paper."

Fang Le smiled unceremoniously, "How about I write it for you? It will be done in half an hour."

"Ah fuck! I promised to buy a reference book today, but I forgot." Yan Nuo put the phone back beside him, "I'm sure I won't have time to hang out with them tomorrow, so let's go on Monday, okay?"

Fang Le was so delighted by the sweetness of the iced lychee, she kept nodding and said, "You can eat one too, it's so sweet."

"You like sweets so much?"

"I like it, um... Let's talk about going back to my childhood." Fang Le paused, but continued, "My mother gave me candy when I was young, and said that I would not feel pain if I ate sweet ones. Get used to it, just like you want to hug a pillow."

This time Yan Nuo focused well, "Then you, aren't you gaining weight?"

"Fat, otherwise, how could my grandpa's goose twist the flesh on my face?"

Yan Nuo praised it, and hung on the back of the swivel chair with a smile, "It's very good, gaining weight and being beaten can make you suffer less."

"My mother said the same thing, but she didn't actually. Isn't fat meat meat? It still hurts when you get beaten."

"Then how did you lose weight?" Yan Nuo couldn't help but "hiss" when the flesh in his mouth was so sweet.

"If you can't control your mouth, you can only exercise more." Fang Le ate another lychee, "It's more painful now."

After hearing this, Yan Nuo leaned over and grabbed the lychee bag, "Shut up, you've already eaten several, and you'll go to bed later in the evening."

Fang Le licked her lips, stretched out her hand, and said, "Give it to me, and I'll put it back in the refrigerator."

Yan Nuo held back her smile and looked serious, shook her head, "I still want to eat, you watch me eat."

"Yan Nuo," the sticky juice on Fang Le's lips made him want to lick it unconsciously, so he licked it again before continuing, "Do you want to fight again?"

Yan Nuo was so teased by him that he nearly rolled off the chair, and the lychee really rolled down, and the bag crookedly scattered all over the floor.