The crabs in June are on the market ahead of schedule. The shells are still thin and the meat is tender. Cut in half in the middle and stir-fry. With the sound of "Zi La", it will be fragrant together with the aniseed ingredients.

Ji Yunqing sat on the sofa and looked out the window. The weather in summer was always changing. The sun was still shining brightly at noon, but now it was raining heavily. The phone screen lit up, and Chi Yan's reply appeared.

"We're home, don't worry."

A white flash flashed outside the window, and it was only a few seconds later that there was a dull thunder. The dark clouds rolled, and it seemed that the sky was faintly angry.

In the kitchen, Zhou Ming was carving a flower with a small carrot. The soup in the pot was boiling and bubbling, but it couldn't cover up the sound of the rain outside.

The crab meat is cold, so add more shredded ginger.

Skim off the froth of the mushroom soup, sprinkle a little sugar, the taste will be much more delicious.

After washing his hands, Ji Yunqing went to serve the dishes, and glanced at them: "How can there be so many, I can't finish it."

"It's okay, just three dishes and one soup," Zhou Ming wiped his hands, "It's okay, don't force yourself if you can't eat."

June yellow fried rice cakes, mustard prawn balls, shredded cabbage, tomato and mushroom soup, the two sat down at the dining table, with a small yellow light on top.

"Golden nine and silver ten," Zhou Ming said with a smile, "crabs are only fat when it's cold, so let's try some fresh ones now."

The crab is small, but the taste is even sweeter, Ji Yunqing bit the rice cake and sighed quietly: "I feel like I have to get fat."

For heaven's sake, Ji Yunqing was worried about his figure for the first time in his twenty-odd years of life. He always eats well and does a lot of exercise. Whenever the teacher measures the body of these candidates during the training camp, he is relaxed and relaxed.However, I never worried that I would be asked to lose weight.

Zhou Ming didn't take it seriously, he just ate a few meals, besides, wouldn't it be nice to go to the gym to exercise more.

"I won't go there," Ji Yunqing shook his head, "I don't like practicing equipment."

Zhou Ming's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly remembered Lin Mengmeng's joke once: "Moderate fitness attracts the opposite sex, excessive fitness attracts the same sex", so he cleared his throat uncomfortably: "Then what kind of... body do you like?"

"I didn't pay attention to it deliberately," Ji Yunqing thought for a while, "but the teacher had a weight requirement when I was in school. I couldn't be too fat or too thin. I had to have a sense of strength, otherwise I wouldn't be able to jump somersaults."

Zhou Ming coughed twice: "I mean, what kind of man do you like?"

He didn't know if Ji Yunqing's preference was the same as that of Lin Mengmeng's teasing, he liked the kind of muscular iron-lifting maniac, so he continued to cough, with a sincere tone: "If you like the big one... I can practice."

Ji Yunqing was stunned, some untimely images appeared in his mind, and then he shook his head frantically.

"No need, nothing can go too far, it's fine now."

"Oh," Zhou Ming lowered his eyelids, then raised them quickly, "Then do you like me like this?"

Ji Yunqing swallowed unconsciously. In fact, from his aesthetic point of view, Zhou Ming's appearance is really the type he likes. He has muscles but not too exaggerated. He has wide shoulders and narrow waist, which can make the clothes look good, especially becauseThe arms curled up by the movement broke the rolled up shirt tightly.

Otherwise, I couldn't easily throw myself on the bed, or twice.

Ji Yunqing nodded generously, looked calmly along the curve of Zhou Ming's shoulders and waist, and commented: "It's okay, not bad."

It's a very mature kind of masculinity.

Zhou Ming bit his lip and smiled.

It wasn't until the meal was over that the rainstorm outside showed signs of stopping a little bit. The thunder stopped, and only the patter of rain could be heard. Zhou Ming came out from the kitchen: "What kind of fruit do you want to eat, peaches are fine."?"

Ji Yunqing was already in a daze, hugging Huahua on the sofa in a daze, not bothering to answer.

"Oh, do you like crisp peaches or soft peaches, I have them both," Zhou Ming continued to ask, "Take a couple of bites for dessert."

Only then did Ji Yunqing stand up lazily: "Anything is fine, let me cut it, and treat it as an activity."

This man's taste is really tolerant, Zhou Ming watched him walk to the kitchen, and thought he was so cute as hell.

"Then...the salty tofu nao is still sweet?"

"Eat them all, it doesn't make any difference."

"Fresh meat zongzi or sweet zongzi?"

"I can eat it, but my aunt's seems to buy sweet ones every time, the kind with brown sugar sauce."

Zhou Ming took out the peach. It was a plump peach, pink and chubby, with an intoxicating red tip.

He asked a little addicted: "Then Pepsi..."

"Okay, guess I can drink it?"

"Don't think about it, anyway, I think they are all delicious. The only one who stands firm is," Ji Yunqing washed his hands, and splashed him with water, "Watermelon must be crisp, not sandy."

Zhou Ming gave him a look of approval: "It's tasteful, I think so too!"

Ji Yunqing didn't bother to talk to him, and reached for the peaches, planning to wash them first, but Zhou Ming took the lead.

"There is fluff on it, be careful and it will itch if you are allergic."

In the sound of the water, Ji Yunqing simply folded his arms to watch Zhou Ming wash the peaches, and asked casually, "What about you?"

"Salty tofu brain sweet rice dumplings, soft peaches, crispy watermelon and Pepsi," Zhou Ming put the washed peaches on the table. "My personality is a bit rigid, but if I eat it with you, I should be able to accept it."

After the words were out of his mouth, he realized that they were words of love. Sure enough, Ji Yunqing had already started peeling the peaches seriously, as if he didn't hear them.

Zhou Ming immediately regretted it. Sure enough, the words were not romantic at all, they were too crude, so he laughed dryly, intending to find a way for himself, but he couldn't laugh the next second.

Ji Yunqing had peeled the peach so pitted, the juice was already dripping down the slender and white fingers.

That is the peach he carefully selected in the market!Wrapped in an anti-collision net bag, he was carried back by him like a baby along the way, not even a piece of fluff was rubbed off, to be able to be stripped so ugly, one can tell at a glance that he can't use skillful force, but can only press with his fingers.

"It's not like this." Zhou Ming tried to stop him, and took another one to show him. Putting his hands on the groove at the bottom of the peach, he gently tore it aside, and the two peels, as thin as cicada's wings, were deftly peeledIt fell down, revealing the full and crystal-clear flesh, and his hands were still clean, not even a drop of juice was stained.

Ji Yunqing stared at his sticky hands, and became upset for no reason.

Zhou Ming cut the peeled peaches into small pieces: "I'm good at peeling shrimp and crabs, but June yellow is not good. When the hairy crabs are on the market in September, I'll peel them for you to eat."

Ji Yunqing washed his hands and deliberately teased him: "You are so powerful, so why are you stripping people's clothes?"

After wiping his hands clean again, Ji Yunqing leaned back leisurely and looked at Zhou Ming's expression with a playful attitude. Based on his understanding of this person, he would definitely blush after hearing this somewhat nasty remark.

Funny to think about.

But when his long and curled eyelashes were raised, what he saw was not Zhou Ming's shyness. The man seemed to smile lightly, and put his hands on his waist, only a few feet away from his thin clothes.It's half a punch away.

The warm breath is extremely clear.

"Would you like to try it?"

Ji Yunqing didn't expect the other party to say this, and was stunned for a moment, blinking his eyes and not knowing how to answer.

Almost instantly, Zhou Ming backed away. Instead of continuing this ambiguous and close posture, he turned his back to get the fork, and laughed softly: "It's really...you are delicious and playful."

"What do you mean?" Ji Yunqing nervously stroked his palm with his thumb.

"I mean," Zhou Ming held up a piece of juicy peach and handed it to his lips, "you still tease me, and your ears will turn red first."

Ji Yunqing choked, and turned his head stiffly after a while: "Don't eat!"

"It's delicious," Zhou Ming coaxed him, "It's okay to be angry with me, Tao Zi is innocent."

But the man still ignored him, passed him aggressively, and walked out the door, which could almost be called fleeing.

With the sound of the door being closed, Zhou Ming let out a long sigh, put the peach on the fork into his mouth, and swallowed it without taste, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

I really like it...how can do this.

The same amount of rain as this June and July is the number of times Zhou Ming went to other people's dance studios.

It may be that people who learn dance are more casual and open, and he didn't hide his little thoughts. Everyone would laugh and make fun of him when they met him, but their eyes were all kind.

Of course, there is another possibility that Zhou Ming would feed everyone every now and then.

After a class, he was sweating profusely. Immediately, he could see Zhou Ming’s embarrassed smile, and he was holding a cup of brown sugar ginger tea and kumquat lemon. Whether you want to drink hot or iced, you can choose.

Stir-fried chestnuts in sugar are made by hand, scratched in advance, and the yellow flesh is wrapped in honey, sweet and glutinous.

The watermelon is chilled, cut and placed in a small fresh-keeping box, with a small fork prepared next to it.

Even the small snacks, lemon chicken feet, are boneless, one bite at a time, hot and sour.

It didn't take long for everyone to see Ji Yunqing's expression changed, from "it's going to rain, mother wants to marry whatever you want" to "some people, I advise you not to know what's good or bad".

Ji Yunqing was a little speechless, raised his chin and asked: "The people who chased me before also gave you snacks and invited you to eat, and everyone was unmoved. Why did they turn their backs so quickly now?"

Xiaoya was holding a bowl of ginger milk, and she wanted to cry, "I haven't eaten such authentic ones for a long time..."

After receiving a cold stare from Ji Yunqing, she quickly blinked and said seriously, "The main thing is that the little landlord is different."

Everyone who was eating snacks next to him nodded hurriedly: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

"Why is it different?" Ji Yunqing was really curious.

"I can't say it," Xiaoya thought for a while, "but I feel like he is a very good person..."

Before she finished speaking, her little pink hair was slapped by the person next to her: "Don't send a good card to Zhou Ming, it's unlucky!"

Ji Yunqing: "..."

Looking at this group of white-eyed wolves with their elbows turned outward, Ji Yunqing suddenly felt a little tired. Ji Yunqing walked out silently, preparing to buy a cone to eat, but just as he went out, he saw two people squatting outside, whispering to each other.

One with short hair was wearing a leopard-print vest with a jacket tied around his waist, while the other was wearing a shirt and squatting on the ground, with the taut fabric tucked into the waistband of his trousers, showing a beautiful back curve.

The two chatted chatteringly, so fascinated that they didn't pay any attention to Ji Yunqing behind.

"...Every time he celebrates a lunar birthday, just on Qixi Festival," Chi Yan still had a lollipop in her mouth, "Type AB blood, I like to wear black."

Zhou Ming nodded vigorously on the side, flatteringly said: "Sister, you continue."

"The ex-boyfriends, but don't worry, this guy is so crisp and quick," Chi Yan smacked her lips, "It's very ruthless."

"Ah, it doesn't matter," Zhou Ming said earnestly, "What I want to know is, besides his profession and watching anime, what other hobbies does he have?"

The corner of Chi Yan's mouth raised: "Hey, this man's life is very boring, he really has no hobbies, but let me show you this."

As she spoke, she mysteriously took out her mobile phone, and Zhou Ming leaned over curiously: "What are you looking at?"

"Would you like to see Ji Yunqing's childhood photos?" Chi Yan lowered her voice, "The ones showing their butt."

Zhou Ming swallowed, his eyes wandering: "This...isn't very good..."

"Don't worry, he must be interested in you, otherwise he won't bring you to see us," Chi Yan's eyes flashed with excitement, "If it was another suitor, he would have been sent away long ago because of his annoyance.So I'm an assist, tell me, can you see it?"

Zhou Ming's gaze continued to wander: "No, I'm afraid..."

"He once sent my cosplay photos to my husband, it doesn't matter, it will be evened."

Zhou Ming then withdrew his eyes and asked curiously, "What is your cosplay?"

Chi Yan paused: "Ba la la Xiao Moxian."

Zhou Ming looked at her flamboyant metal earrings and smoky makeup in shock, then paused, and said sincerely: "It's pretty good, everyone has something they like."

"So do you want his childhood photos!"

"……want!"

"Five boxes of boneless chicken feet!"

"Must, give me another five boxes of hot and sour shrimp balls!"

"make a deal!"

After the deal was concluded, the two laughed too arrogantly, but ignored the gradually cold eyes behind them.