I Become a God: Playing with Beasts

weekend.

Following the guidance of a kind person, Zhang Yan finally stopped in front of a door of this apartment.

Looking at the ordinary mahogany door in front of me, it is not ordinary.

This mahogany door carries the safety of a home, its hopes and dreams, and witnesses its laughter and tears.

Of course, more importantly, it protects good people and great wisdom.

Zhang Yan raised his hand and knocked on the door. Soon the door opened and the good man appeared in Zhang Yan's sight.

"Good morning, good man." Zhang Yan greeted with a smile. His smile was like a gentle wind, giving people warmth in this morning.

"Zhao Yan." The good man opened the door and welcomed Zhang Yan in.

Zhang Yan was not polite and sat down when he saw the sofa.

"I just bought juice and coffee yesterday, which one do you want?" Based on the etiquette for guests, of course, it is more of a habit developed from the reception of the Dazhi family.

"Juice bar, thank you very much." Zhang Yan replied with some surprise.

"Hmm - do you need to heat it up?" The good man took out the juice from the refrigerator and hesitated whether to heat it up.

"No, just chill it. I like it."

"it is good."

The good man went to the kitchen to get a cup, poured the juice into it, put the cup in front of Zhang Yan, and then sat on the chair on the other side.

"So, what are you here for?" The good man said calmly.

"Come to play. I came here to find you because I want to know your home." Zhang Yan said.

"By the way, why don't you see Dazhi?"

"That guy has club activities today, so he left early in the morning."

That's why he didn't refuse when Zhang Yan asked to come.

"That's right." Zhang Yan nodded and took a sip of juice.

The sweet, sour and refreshing taste of the orange juice immediately spread from the mouth to the throat and then to the whole body. Zhang Yan narrowed his eyes in joy.

I like iced ones the most.

"Hey, good man," Zhang Yan invited, "Would you like to go out and play? Call Taili and Wu."

"Eh? Going out to play? When?" The good man did not expect that Zhang Yan would ask to go out to play, and it seemed to be a big project.

"Let's go next weekend. It's hard to come to a big city. How can we not go around more, right?"

After hearing Zhang Yan's words, the good man thought for a moment.

Indeed, it was the first time that he and the octopus came to this city. It would be nice to go out for a walk with company, but staying at home would be boring anyway.

The good man thought it was okay, so he nodded and said:

"Well, next weekend, if nothing happens, Dazhi and I can do it."

Suddenly, the good man's cell phone vibrated, interrupting the good man's words.

When he saw it was Dazhi calling, he quickly picked up the phone, apologized to Zhang Yan and then returned to his room to answer the call.

After a while, he came out of his room and went to another room.

The sofa Zhang Yan is sitting on is a two-seater sofa. Since the good man was gone, he didn't have to sit up straight. He found a comfortable position and lay down on the sofa, waiting for the good man to finish talking.

After a while, the good man came out of the room. The strange thing was that his face was red.

"Sorry, Yan, I'm going to the supermarket to buy some food. Do you want to come with me?" The good man said and his stomach made a loud growling sound, which shocked him and made him blush again.

"Wait a minute, is there food at home?"

"Have."

"Is there any meat?"

"Well, I just bought one yesterday."

The good man didn't understand why Zhang Yan asked these questions.

"I'll cook."

"Hey!?" The good man was shocked.

"Don't worry, just tell me your taste. It will definitely be delicious."

"C-is that okay? Why don't you go to the supermarket and buy some bread?"

"Please, I rarely cook. Let me try it. It will never be wasted."

"Well, then, okay then." The good man looked embarrassed and explained to Zhang Yan what materials he had at home.

Because the two of us were in school, there weren't many vegetables in the refrigerator, and there was only a small piece of meat, which was leftover from yesterday's cooking.

Not to mention various seasonings, only salt and miso.

Fortunately, Zhang Yan’s treehouse in Longjie is full of seasonings.

Stir-fry the eggplant and meat, then simmer. Add miso, sugar and salt along the way. Cover and simmer for 20 minutes. When the soup in the pot thickens, remove from the pot.

Served with freshly cooked rice, it tastes just right.

On a whim, Zhang Yan cut some parts of the water radish he accidentally brought in from the Dragon Realm and put them in the soup.

By the time the meal was ready, the good man's mouth was drooling from the delicious smell.

Just when the good man was about to take action, Zhang Yan reminded him not to rush.

He made a lot, and two people couldn't finish it. It wouldn't taste good after it cooled down, so he put out a bowl of vegetables and a bowl of rice.

"Good man, give this to your neighbor."

Zhang Yan knows the good person’s neighbor, the writer Miss Qiuxiang who appears many times in the plot.

Zhang Yan remembers that she often didn't eat in time because of the manuscript.

This is not good, as it can easily cause stomach problems.

"It's too much to finish, so instead of letting the rest get cold and unpalatable, it's better to send some to the neighbors. And we are all students, and the school has a canteen, so we may not have the chance to eat the rest."

"Is it okay?" asked the good man.

Thinking of Qiuxiang next door, although the good people are hostile to her because of Dazhi, they still hope to have a good relationship with them in daily life. Moreover, Miss Qiuxiang is also very kind to them and is sunny and cheerful.

"Of course. But I'm not familiar with it, so I'll leave it to you to deliver it."

Although there was some social fear, the kind person still opened the door and prepared to send him over.

However, as soon as she opened the door, she ran into Qiuxiang who was going out.

"Hey, good man." Qiuxiang greeted.

"Ah, Miss Qiuxiang." The good man said awkwardly.

Qiuxiang outside the door wears light makeup and casual clothes that expose her arms and legs, giving her a smart look.

Such an appearance made good people have to praise her beauty from the bottom of their hearts, but what was she going to do when she looked like this?

I'm going on a date.

But thinking of business, the good man promptly asked:

"Going somewhere?"

"Ah, a drinking party, a drinking party." Qiuxiang said happily, "I was invited by the juniors."

"This, that's it." The good man nodded coldly, silently thinking that this meal seemed to be undeliverable.

"Ah, I might miss the train. Goodbye, good person." Qiuxiang raised her hand and glanced at the watch. The time was almost up, and then said goodbye to the good person.

Zhang Yan, who was inside the door, clearly heard the conversation between the two. When he saw the good man coming in, he asked: Is the neighbor busy? "

Seeing the latter nodding, he greeted: "Then I'll give it to you next time, but then you'll be a good person and cook for yourself." "

"I've been hungry for a long time. Let's eat quickly." Zhang Yan gestured as he sat back at the dining table.

"Thank you, Yan. Then, I'm not welcome."

……

After eating, Zhang Yan did not leave.

The good man finished washing the dishes and walked out of the kitchen. He saw Zhang Yan looking at his phone boredly and asked curiously, "Yan, do you have nothing to do today?"

"Well," Zhang Yan said without raising his head, "Klaus has club activities like Dazhi, so I'm the only one in the house."

"Who is Crow?" Hearing an unfamiliar name, the good man asked subconsciously.

After she opened her mouth, she realized that it was a bit presumptuous. It was all Dazhi's fault. When she thought of him, she started speaking without thinking.

"My lover, but you can think of it as my boyfriend." Zhang Yan carefully considered the relationship between the two and then said.

"That's it, that's great - wait, wait a minute? Boyfriend?" The good man realized it later and couldn't help but raise his voice a bit.

Is there some conflict between Zhang Yan’s lover and Zhang Yan’s boyfriend?

"Yeah, haven't you heard of the name Li Crow? I thought he was already famous enough in the class."

"Uh, no." The good man shook his head, "So what do you mean by boyfriend? Male friend?"

"Hey? Good guy, are you kidding me? Of course it means lovers. Although Crowe is a boy, I like Crowe, and Crowe likes me. We are lovers."

"Hey? Can two boys be a couple? Isn't that... the same thing?" The good man felt his face turn red. If others could do the same, he would feel excited at the thought of himself and Dazhi becoming a couple.

"Yes, they are gay. Good people, good love is gender-neutral. As long as two people like each other, it's better than anything else."

Zhang Yan put down his phone, stood up from the sofa and looked at the good man, his beautiful eyes narrowed.

"I really like Crowe."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.