Chapter 13 "Accidents"

In the kitchen, Mu Qing opened the refrigerator and took out the shrimp to thaw, and then took out the clams that had spit out all morning sand, and began to process the ingredients. He does have ingredients for seafood risotto at home, but it doesn't happen to be there, he prepares it in advance.

Although Yu Yifeng has never shown any obvious preferences, when he occasionally gathers to eat together, he always order more seafood unconsciously; and this person has lived in Spain for so long before, so he prepares a dish with seafood and delicious food. It is a dish with authentic Spanish characteristics, which can best show his concern for him, but it is not deliberate - after all, it is better to have a back and forth when it comes to playing with emotions.

Mu Qing was only halfway through the process, but a head suddenly appeared at the door of the kitchen - it was Yu Yifeng.

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

Yu Yifeng touched the bridge of his nose: "Let you cook alone, I'll wait to eat, I'm embarrassed; let me help, okay?"

Since you are in a hurry to help, how could I not give you this chance. Just as Mu Qing was about to deal with the shrimp line, he said casually, "Then come and help me go to the shrimp line."

Yu Yifeng used to be a master who didn't touch his fingers in the spring water. He didn't eat anything made by the servants at home or went out to restaurants. He entered the kitchen only a handful of times, and he didn't even know where the shrimp line was. He stood in front of the pool and stared at the row of blue prawns for a while, then looked at Mu Qing cautiously: "Is there something simpler that I can do? For example, washing vegetables and cutting vegetables?"

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

Yu Yifeng took a deep breath: "Yes!"

The onion that was washed and peeled looked very gratifying. Yu Yifeng made a mental preparation, picked up the kitchen knife and chopped it down at the onion——

"Boom!"

The sharp kitchen knife cut a light-colored mark on the chopping board, and a barely scratched onion jumped in a graceful arc on the chopping board and landed in the adjacent pool with a clatter.

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

Yu Yifeng considered the language for a while: "I will peel apples."

Mu Qing: ......

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

He turned around and was about to walk out, but a slightly cold hand covered his: "It doesn't matter, if you can't, I can teach you."

Mu Qing stood behind Yu Yifeng, took his hand and picked up the kitchen knife again, and a laughing voice sounded in his ear: "Just like I taught you grammar, you are so smart, you can definitely learn well. ."

"If you want to cut vegetables, you need a 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, "The round vegetables are not easy to cut, We can cut it in half in the middle first, and then..."

In fact, Yu Yifeng didn't fully understand what Mu Qing said. He just moved his finger subconsciously according to Mu Qing's prompt.

The warmth in his ears and the coolness on the back of his hands were like two layers of ice and fire. Unspeakable desires were surging in his heart. He had to desperately remind himself that there were several kitchen knives in the kitchen. , If you turn around and do something to Mu Qing now, it will definitely not be Mu Qing but himself who is missing the parts.

The even and beautiful onion strips were formed under the kitchen knife held by the two of them. Mu Qing maintained the distance between the stickers and the stickers, feeling that Yu Yifeng's whole body was tense. One step away from him: "You cut the remaining half, I will add some cat food to Yunsi, and I will come back to see your performance."

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

Yu Yifeng took a few deep breaths, put down the kitchen knife he held tightly, opened the cold water, took a handful and put it directly on his face.

The icy liquid flowed down his neck to his chest and wet a small piece of his front. Yu Yifeng shivered slightly, 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. If Mu Qing didn't let go, he would almost lose control of himself.

Reason tells Yu Yifeng that the most important thing now is to calm down quickly. After all, Mu Qing is just going to feed a cat, and he may be back in two minutes; but his mind uncontrollably recalled the elusive physical contact just now. Under the raised sleeve tube, the white arm dangling in front of his eyes, the slender fingers resting on the back of his hand, and even the nails are trimmed into neat arcs, such a beautiful hand, if pressed by himself on the bed sheet. ......

Yu Yifeng, whose thoughts and green health are completely irrelevant, couldn't control the yellow waste in his head, and squatted on the ground with a sigh - he didn't say that he had experienced many battles before, but he has never been so easily defeated as he is today. People hold on to it - haven't played in two years, how can act like a silly boy who has never seen a man!!!

Mu Qing slowly added half a bowl of cat food to Yun Si outside, and waited for another two minutes before entering the kitchen. Once inside, he was taken aback by Yu Yifeng who was squatting on the ground: "What's the matter? It's uncomfortable. ?"

Yu Yifeng couldn't tell the bitterness, so he had to follow his words and lie: "I seem to have eaten the wrong thing in the morning, and now I have a stomachache."

Mu Qing thought of how he passed out from low blood sugar last time, and speculated that this person was not very strong, so he squatted down and patted his back lightly: "Is it uncomfortable? I'll call the doctor for a...   …”

"No need!" Yu Yifeng cut him off, "I-I should just go to the bathroom."

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

After a while, the door to the bathroom was slammed shut.

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

Yu Yifeng had been on the bathroom for a while.

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

Mu Qingzheng was teasing Yunsi on the sofa in the living room. Hearing the sound of the door closing, his expression changed seamlessly from leisurely to concerned: "Are you okay?"

Yu Yifeng, who had solved the physical problem, now had a clear mind like a bright mirror, with a clean and sunny smile: "It's alright." Seeing that Mu Qing was about to move Yunsi away from his legs, he added, "You've worked hard all day, still 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 he was amused, he suddenly felt a hint of regret: When can watch the live version?

Mu Qing: Aren't you very knowledgeable?

Yu Yifeng: ......