The rice cooker beeped, and the moment the lid was lifted, the smell of hot smoke and fragrance kept coming out.

Sausage and potato stewed rice is served in a small white porcelain bowl. Every grain of rice seems to be soaked in the soup, shiny and oily, the potatoes are soft and glutinous, the corn kernels and green peas are refreshing, and the chopped sausage is delicious. Zhou Ming is aloneI took a plate and put the crunchy and fragrant crispy rice at the bottom.

Ji Yunqing had washed his hands long ago, and was sitting at the dining table pretending to look at the scenery outside the window.

...In the end, couldn't hold back, but followed me.

The flowers on the table were replaced by gerbera, with white petals and pink stamens, and the slender petals were crowded and blooming gorgeously. They were packed in simple glass vases, and the green straight branches and clear water could be clearly seen.

Cannibalism has a short mouth, Ji Yunqing's face is a bit pleasant, and Zhou Ming is very pleasing to the eye at this moment: "Did you learn to cook by yourself?"

"Well, I often made it myself when I was in middle school, and I learned a lot from Aunt Lin later." Zhou Ming cleaned up the dishes and brought over a glass of lemonade. "Is the taste okay?"

"That's right," Ji Yunqing nodded, "There are very few men around who can cook like that."

Zhou Ming followed suit and sat down on the sofa, and Hua Hua immediately jumped onto his lap: "I was picky and had an awkward personality when I was young. I didn't want to go to my relatives' house for dinner, so I slowly learned to cook it myself."

The main thing is to eat. If it is not in a comfortable and comfortable environment, it will be really uncomfortable.

Not every relative in your family really treats you sincerely. In those two years, his parents’ divorce battle was earth-shattering, and his business was at its most critical juncture. Zhou Ming, who just entered junior high school, directly took up school accommodation, but what should he do when he returns home on Sunday?His father waved his hand, then go to your second uncle's house.

Zhou Ming stood silently for a while, not knowing where his second uncle came from.

As for that watch, he even hugged you when you were a child!

The boy who just entered puberty eats a lot, and he wants to relax at home after school. Zhou Ming doesn't have that kind of environment, so he sits on the stool of his second uncle's house in a well-behaved manner, and doesn't even dare to stretch his chopsticks when eating.

His dad is plausible, I gave money!

Not long after staying at the house of his second uncle, fourth aunt, and other aunts, Zhou Ming couldn't bear it anymore and insisted on solving the three meals at home by himself. He looked at his father quietly with black pupils and a firm tone.

It was probably at that time that Zhou Ming got used to living alone.

But he is still a little timid. He lives alone in a big house, and every word he says will echo. When he sleeps at night, he keeps his eyes open and looks at the ceiling, and occasionally hears marbles rolling down. At that time, Zhou Ming didn’t study physics, so he didn’t knowIt could have been the water hammer effect of the water supply pipes, wrapping myself tight and tight with the quilt before finally jumping out of bed and blocking the door with the shoe changing stool in the living room.

That was the only way twelve-year-old Zhou Ming could think of to gain a sense of security in the middle of the night.

He is not very gregarious, not the kind of socialite who does well with boys, and has a slightly obsessive-compulsive personality. The more lonely he is, the more he has to look like he doesn't care. The collar of the school uniform is hand-washedHe is clean, and his daily homework is rigorous and serious. After school, he will go to the market to buy fresh seasonal vegetables, and even quit the school. He really can't stand the noisy group life.

He is taking better care of himself.

The lemonade should be mixed with honey. It tastes refreshing and relieves the greasy taste, not sour at all. Ji Yunqing deliberately stole the teacher: "How do you do it? Why doesn't it taste like this when I slice it and soak it in water?"

"The juice tastes better when you pound it with your hands," Zhou Ming explained earnestly. "If you have time, you should actually boil the syrup, but a simple method is also fine. Be careful to add cold water first and then hot water. The lemon will not taste bitter."

He pointed to a green plant next to the floor-to-ceiling window: "The seeds can still be planted, and the leaves are evergreen all year round, and they are easy to grow."

Ji Yunqing shook his head: "No, I will die whatever I raise."

"I raise everything very well," Zhou Ming rubbed Huahua's head, "Look, it's already blooming and bearing fruit."

Hearing this, Ji Yunqing stood up and went to look at the emerald green lemon tree. There were indeed small fruits hidden under the crowded leaves, and the number was quite objective.People should get along well with Gu Hongjuan.

"Be careful of the thorns," Zhou Ming reminded from behind, "Don't touch them."

Ji Yunqing stopped when he heard the words, as if pointing to something: "You are not afraid of getting stuck."

"Not afraid," Zhou Ming paused, "I just like the ones with thorns."

Ji Yunqing turned back, staring at him with a pair of beautiful eyes, and opened his mouth straight: "Do you really like me, do you think?"

For a moment of quiet, Huahua screamed, and jumped down from Zhou Ming's leg.

"... Are you nervous and you will be stubborn," Ji Yunqing leaned silently in front of the window, holding his arms to see him, "Did you break the skin?"

A few claws on the back of the hand have already been bleeding, showing the kittens dissatisfied.

Zhou Mingzhen stood upright, first opened a canned food for Huahua, and sincerely apologized to be sorry for his brother, he was not intentional, and then rushed with cold water before he came out of the bathroom and walked in front of Ji Yunqing.

"Stop, stand in that position," Ji Yunqing lifted his chin, "Say."

The two were separated by half of the living room in the middle. Zhou Ming's hand was frightened by the water, and the blood beads did not penetrate. People were a little helpless. When the first confession, Ji Yunqing drank.I was drunk, and there was no external force at this moment.

"Think about it," Zhou Ming's throat rolled, "ready to continue chasing."

Without imagination, this is easier than herself. Zhou Ming's hands behind him: "... I'm sorry."

Ji Yunqing: "Why apologize again?"

Like is innocent.

"Because, it may bring you trouble," Zhou Ming looked directly at him, "but even so, it will continue to continue."

Ji Yunqing wanted to laugh, and on the surface, "How do you chase?"

Damn, ask him.

This question can't be.

Zhou Ming thought for a while, and planned to write a solution, so he opened his mouth and came: "Chase with sincerity ..."

Then he tried to come up with a smart and playful answer: "If you don't tell you the rest, otherwise you will not be surprised."

Ji Yunqing has no expression: "Idiot."

Zhou Ming said seriously: "What do you like, I can learn."

"Teacher Ji," he took a step forward. "Can you teach me?"

The innocence in June is hot, the curtains are not pulled, the afternoon sunshine shines the whole house warmly. Ji Yunqing is blushing by this teacher. There is a fine sound of a kitten in the house. There is a string of decorations on the wall.The wind chime used was really strange. Why didn't he notice before? He looked at the large colorful oil painting and the spike lemon tree.It was not very sharp, and it was a bit soft to the touch. Ji Yunqing dragged the loose tail sunflower next to him.

In fact, he seems to have things as soon as he is nervous.

No one jokes anyone.

He looked around the house, and he didn't dare to see Zhou Ming, so he changed the topic: "What are you doing in the afternoon?"

"Tuesday today," Zhou Ming thought about it, "I should paint at home, and go to buy food at night."

Ji Yunqingsong started: "Borrowing you for a long time, accompany me to do hardship in the afternoon."

"Ah?" Zhou Ming didn't respond.

"Grasp Zhuang Ding," Ji Yunqing finally looked up at him. "The dance room was registered in the past few days, and the class was about to start.

As soon as the words fell, saw Zhou Ming's smile.

This person's eyebrows were clear and sharp, and when they laughed, they stretched, but the pride in the eyes was a bit unable to hide. Ji Yunqing held Fengwei Kwai again: "What are you happy?"

Zhou Ming continued to laugh: "You agree with me chasing you."

"No, you think too much."

"oh."

"...Oh, your size."

In the afternoon, everyone started to be lazy, Zhou Ming followed Ji Yunqing to the shop, and found that the place was almost cleared up, the entrance also started to promote the enrollment, handing out leaflets, answering questions for parents, and former students cameThis is just to join in the fun, and it just makes it very lively on the afternoon of weekdays.

Zhou Ming was a bit guilty. He felt a little hot when he received the rent two days ago, but he couldn't say that I was chasing you and you didn't need to give me money. He was afraid that Ji Yunqing would turn around and leave if he said this, so he had to explain to the property management and try his best.After taking good care of him, the water and electricity will be deducted from his account first. Today, the other party asked him for help, which happened to hit his mind. He is really in a good mood. He wished he could stay here every day.

He didn't know much about dancing, so he felt that the group of staff looked very energetic, and their clothes were basically casual, but because of their excellent figure and temperament, they looked comfortable.

Until a girl with short hair and flower arms stopped in front of them.

Hands on hips, eyebrows crossed coldly.

Ji Yunqing took half a step back calmly.

"Chi Yan," he said sincerely, "is even more beautiful after getting married, um, her face is radiant."

The girl has a slapped face with big eyes, a pair of exaggerated metal earrings exposed in short brown hair, a black camisole camouflage overalls, and a plaid shirt loosely tied around her waist. She looks very unfriendly.

"You are beautiful too," Chi Yan looked at Ji Yunqing with a half-smile, "You are so beautiful."

Ji Yunqing blinked nonchalantly.

"It's fine if you don't tell me when you signed the contract with the black-hearted landlord. On June 1, I was so busy that I was dizzy. You actually ran out to play with someone. Which vixen abducted you?"

The corners of Zhou Ming's mouth twitched a little when he was instantly promoted to a black-hearted landlord and vixen.

"I was wrong," Ji Yunqing bowed his head sincerely, "Thank you for your hard work, I will provide dinner for this month."

"That's about the same," Chi Yan snorted coldly, and looked up at Zhou Ming, "Who is this?"

Ji Yunqing introduced: "A friend who came to help with odd jobs, and also serves as a black-hearted landlord and vixen."

It is said that people who have been on stage are used to seeing the world, Chi Yan was not embarrassed, and whistled at Zhou Ming: "Handsome guy, I will not be polite when I call you."

Two other girls also gathered around, holding brochures in their arms. When they saw Ji Yunqing, they came up to them and began to report the situation in the past few days.Chi Yan is fine, he just came here today to do odd jobs, and he doesn't want to listen to those trivial twists and turns.

The sanitation has been cleaned up, and the dance teacher who is in charge of the introduction is also talking in front of the parents. Zhou Ming is a little uncomfortable with so many strangers, so he thought he could arrange a job for himself to clean up the sundries, but Ji Yunqing pointed,Let him go over and help register the list.

Zhou Ming obediently sat down at the door, and the girl with pink hair next to him smiled at him immediately: "That's great, I'm typing registration on the computer while handwriting, I'm almost exhausted."

"It's okay, just arrange it for me," Zhou Ming asked softly, "What's your name?"

"Just call me Xiaoya," the girl put a thick registration book in front of him, "It's still a little empty now, and the traffic will increase later, just let the customers fill in the information on it, and I will go to the computerUpswing...the main thing is that the contact information cannot be wrong."

Zhou Mingxin flipped his hand: "There are so many people."

"You don't have to come if you register," Xiaoya said indifferently. "It just means that you have intentions. Those who come to audition will not stay. After three classes, there will be another half of them. Those who can really stay until the endnot much."

"I thought dancing was very popular." Zhou Ming looked at the dense registrations above, "Many parents would send their children here to cultivate their temperament."

Xiaoya took out a pink water glass and drank water with a straw in her mouth: "It's okay for hobbies, but being a professional is too hard, so I won't talk about the process, and it's easy to get hurt."

Is Ji Yunqing also injured?

Zhou Ming couldn't help looking for Ji Yunqing in the crowd, and did not see the familiar upright back. He groaned for a moment and tried to make his tone natural: "Is there any injuries of the teacher?"

"His waist is not good," Xiaoya twisted the cup.

During the speaking, a parent came with the child. Xiao Ya immediately took out twelve -point business and smiled: "Do you want to register?"

"What street dances do children have to learn," the parents laughed helplessly, picked up the pen and started writing.

The girl next to him skimmed his face shyly and didn't speak.

Xiaoya didn't explain. After the other party left, she sighed while entering the computer: "It's not easy, the rhythm is difficult.Control requirements are old ... "

"Why don't you say it," Zhou Ming cleaned up the registration, "I didn't expect you to have a lot of dance."

"Fo Du/Fate," Xiaoya supported her arms and looked at Zhou Ming. "I learned to dance at the age of five and became a six -year teacher. This is my experience and lesson I have.I called a pity, and now it looks very light. If the little girl really likes it, she will take the initiative to understand, not the brain. "

Zhou Ming seemed to feel: "That Ji Yunqing ..."

Before finishing, was under the head of head lightly.

Ji Yunqing rolled up the publicity page in his hand: "What are you talking about, so fascinated."

Xiaoya smiled: "Well, I haven't seen the handsome guy for so long, and I am not allowed to chat."

Ji Yunqing came lightly at her powder and hair, and turned to Zhou Mingyang: "It's not busy here, you come over with me to set up a handle."

There is a pile of debris in the locker room behind. Zhou Ming followed the past to help lift a few times, and put the cushion all the cushions. The people gradually became more.Drink? "

Zhou Ming stared at the one -time water glass: "... drink."

"Fall it yourself." Ji Yunqing walked the cup and walked out. "There are too many people, wait for you to go to Xiaoya."

Zhou Ming immediately passed obediently. Sure enough, watching Xiaoya was surrounded by his parents, it was a bit too busy. When the traffic was the largest in the afternoon, Chi Yan was so busy that he was so busy until 7 pm. Ji Yunqing patted it.Clap your hands and stop.

"Don't do it, go for dinner."

The staff immediately clapped his hands: "Okay! What to eat?"

"What do you want to eat?"

When the crowd hadn't finished thinking, Chi Yan took the lead: "snail powder!"

"Great!"

There is a snail powder shop not far from downstairs. It is said that the taste is quite authentic. They are all young people in their twenties. After that, they walk away with their arms.go.

"Can you eat this?"

When Zhou Mingmeng turned around, he found that Ji Yunqing didn't know when he was around him. Although he talked to himself, he looked straight ahead and looked calm.

"Yes," Zhou Ming didn't hesitate, "Eat!"

Not to mention snail powder, he is willing even if it is hot pot.

For the first time, he was able to touch Ji Yunqing's world.

Seeing his friend, his job can be closer to him or closer.

"Have you ever eaten before?" Ji Yunqing turned his face and looked at him, laughing at the corner of his mouth, "You pick up so."

Zhou Ming was shaken by that laughed: "I haven't eaten it, but the attempt is pretty good."

He went up for a while, and felt dizzy until he didn't stop when he entered the store. The young people sat in two tables. When the boss came over to ask the order, Zhou Ming later smelled the special fragrance.

To be honest, a bit sour.

In fact, he does n’t love this kind of food with particularly heavy taste. He always feels that too much seasoning covers the taste of the ingredients itself, but it ’s great to be able to eat with Ji Yunqing’ s friends.Ordered a signature package.

Two or two snails, a duck feet duck, and a bottle of cold soda.

The red oil is hot, the large bamboo rot is soaked, the sour bamboo shoots and black fungus are mixed in the powder, the peanut rice is round and fat, the hot lettuce is green and green, so that people can't help swallowing.

After the meal, felt hungry after knew it. Everyone began to pink. After Zhou Ming warned that he was not allowed to be confusing, he also picked Dao rice noodles with chopsticks and put his eyes closed into his mouth.

The smooth rice noodles are covered with tender bamboo shoots, and the sour and spicy taste immediately floods the mouth. It is not as heavy as imagined, it seems pretty good?

Then, Zhou Ming was greeted by gorgeously.

The pepper oil entered the throat, Zhou Ming covered the paper towels and cough several times. After half a bottle of soda, he shed tears, and the whole person was a bit bad.

Especially when I felt that Ji Yunqing was patting her back.

The man's mouth was still a little red, and his chin was accepted, and he seemed to be able to hide the smile.

"Can't you eat spicy?"

Zhou Ming put down the soda and calmed down: "Can eat."

Ji Yunqing laughed and said: "Don't force yourself ... I ca n’t eat it. I will accompany you to eat Yangchun Noodles."

Chi Yan has explored his head from another table and joked unscrupulously: "Little landlords can't eat spicy food!"

At this time, I felt that the dignity of men had been gambled, and I couldn't lose in front of so many people. Zhou Ming gritted his teeth: "No, I can really eat spicy food, and the taste of snail powder is better than I think."

Ji Yunqing looked at his eyes with tears, and silently recovered: "... oh."

After eating a meal, he sweated all over. After sending his friends who took Ji Yunqing, Zhou Ming only hoped that he could go home to throw all his clothes into the washing machine and take a bath quickly.

From the elevator, Zhou Ming followed: "Teacher Ji, will you come over to eat some fruits? Relax."

It is Yangmei's good season. The size of table tennis, delicate and juicy, sour and sweet, can be eaten with salt water bubbles.

There are also litchi, cinnamon, and glutinous rice. They are all on the market. They are fresh in the refrigerator. The color is bright red and round. The flesh inside is translucent gel, sweet and refreshing, Ji Yunqing must like it.

Unexpectedly, the man gave him a tall back: "Don't eat, I want to go back to take a bath."

"Teacher Ji, Teacher Ji, you can eat after taking a shower. I will soak the fruit first."

"I go to bed after washing!"

Zhou Ming is still not so dead: "Teacher Ji Teacher Ji ..."

Ji Yunqing turned back aggressively: "Don't call me Teacher Ji!"

"……oh."

The author has something to say:

After a long time, Zhou Ming was curious: "Why don't you like me to call your teacher?"

Ji Yunqing: "... Because I feel too bad, I can't help but want to give you a tendon."

Zhou Ming stopped: "Will it hurt?"

"meeting."

"Don’t you ... try to give me?"

What's wrong with this person? Ji Yunqing was born from the boldness, raised the opponent's leg without politely, and pressed it directly.

Zhou Ming's back bowed: "Pain and pain!"

Ji Yunqing was not willing to continue, humming his hand, rubbing him twice with Moonlight, he was pulled by the man's wrist, and he was thirsty for knowledge.

"So ..." Zhou Ming vomited, "Just that kind of angle ... do you have the most, which point can you open?"

Ji Yunqing raised an eyebrow: "What do you want to do?"

Zhou Ming: "I just want to see the world ..."

Ji Yunqing indifferent: "Roll."

"……oh."