Nie Renyan hurriedly said, "You ask!"

"When did you wake up?"

"Two years ago."

Ye Zhao was expressionless: "Then what have you been doing for the past two years? Now that you have been sober for two years, where are you?!"

"..."

Nie Renyan hesitated for a while with "this" and "that", without saying a word. In the end, when he rolled his eyes, he fainted with a thud, but fortunately, the whole body was pressed on Ye Zhao's body.

Luo Xiaochen was shocked: "Damn, you're going to play a Korean drama!"

This time, he was determined to play the rogue, pressing Ye Zhao to death, and he couldn't push him away. Ye Zhao was extremely angry and directly pressed the dagger against Nie Renyan's thigh, and said coldly, "You can't get up!"

Nie Renyan froze, and finally rubbed his head against Ye Zhao's neck: "Daughter-in-law, I'm hungry, I haven't eaten for several days, it's normal to be dizzy!"

"..."

Nie Renyan continued to play the rogue: "Oh, it's really not good, let's stutter. If you don't eat, you'll be dizzy. I'll explain when you're full."

Ye Zhao endured it for a long time, and almost jumped out from his teeth: "I don't have a single rice, go do it yourself!"

☆、Chapter10

Although Ye Zhao seems to be cold-spoken, gentle and restrained, and rarely shows positive enthusiasm, people who are familiar with him know that this person actually has many minor problems, one of which is quite serious. When a person is identified as his own, he is always quite indulgent, as long as it does not involve issues of principle or shortcomings. Willful to help relatives but not to help, open eyes and talk nonsense, but still calm and calm, it makes people choked with old blood in their throats.

For example, his cooking skills for Nie Renyan.

Ye Zhao was so picky about his diet that even Luo Xiaochen and Xia Zhiming wanted to beat him. He even picked the food he cooked himself, but he didn't pick the food made by Nie Renyan. As long as it was made by Nie Renyan, no matter how unpalatable it was, he would eat it obediently, rarely commenting, and the double standard was justifiable.

However, Nie Renyan's research on Ye Zhao's psychology was simply grinding. Although Ye Zhao never expressed disgust, he still accurately understood Ye Zhao's preferences. In the years when he was with Ye Zhao, his cooking skills improved at an astonishing speed, and his level was up to the standard of a chef, which made Luo Xiaochen and his like who often went to eat rice quite satisfied.

Therefore, when Nie Renyan got up from Ye Zhao, went to the refrigerator to rummage for ingredients, and swaggered into the kitchen, Luo Xiaochen was pleased that he could finally eat Chef Nie's dishes again, but secretly complained about it. I haven't seen him for a few years, and this guy's face has really grown thicker.

Ye Zhao likes spicy food, and he always keeps those kind of extremely sharp peppers at home, but he rarely cooks spicy dishes himself, because the process of handling peppers is really uncomfortable. But Nie Renyan didn't care. Like before, he was afraid of choking on Ye Zhao with the hot oil smoke, so he got into the kitchen and closed the glass sliding door tightly, busy inside.

Luo Xiaochen noticed Ye Zhao's cold-heartedness, looked outside the kitchen, and returned to the sofa to report to Ye Zhao casually, "I said the little peppers you bought this time are spicy enough. , I wiped his eyes several times when I watched him chop the chili foam."

"..." Ye Zhao kept his back to the direction of the kitchen and sat silently. Hearing Luo Xiaochen's words, he didn't turn his head to look, but his face was not as stiff as before.

"Oh, I haven't seen him cook for a few years, and it's still so fast."

"..."

"Let me go, he's going to have a banquet!"

"..."

Every time Luo Xiaochen jumped over to say more, Ye Zhao's expression became a little more complicated. In the end, just when he couldn't bear to say something, the kitchen door opened, and Nie Renyan stuck his head out and said to Luo Xiaochen, "Come here and help with serving the dishes."

Luo Xiaochen: "..." Nima, I have said so many good things to you, yet she actually came to call me!

Ye Zhao glanced at Luo Xiaochen's twitching face, got up and walked towards the kitchen.

When Nie Renyan saw that Ye Zhao had actually come over, he was surprised, delighted, and shivering (?): "Daughter-in-law, Ye Zhao, you, just sit down! I will serve it myself, I will serve it myself..."

Ye Zhao stared at his chili-smoked red eyes for a while, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just went into the kitchen silently.

In the kitchen, there were plates of prepared dishes on the black countertop, all of which Ye Zhao liked to eat. The aroma was strong, and the color matching was very particular, which made people's index fingers move.The range hood was whirling on the side, but there was still undisturbed spicy odor, which made Ye Zhao's eyes feel a little uncomfortable, and a layer of water vapor evaporated.

He closed his eyes and eased a bit, then picked up two dishes, turned around and brushed past Nie Renyan, and left the kitchen.

When the food was all on the table, the three sat down at the table.

Ye Zhao frowned and looked at Cai without speaking, with a complicated expression.