What if the fiancée becomes a man?

When Jiang Shaomin woke up, the room was pitch black.

For a moment, he didn't even know where he was.

Looking at the watch whose time has been adjusted down, it's three o'clock in the morning... No wonder my stomach is so hungry and growling.

Jiang Shaomin sat up in the dark, and while putting on his slippers, he shouted, "Mom! Aunt Juan! Is there any food in the kitchen?"

When he kicked the suitcase next to the bed, he suddenly realized, huh?I seem to be in London...

The hunger value fell below the standard line, the anger of getting up, the fear and pressure of being in a foreign country, and the whole night poured into Jiang Shaomin's already not generous chest, making him very irritable.

After searching the wall for a long time before finding the wall lamp, Jiang Shaomin punched the switch, pulled out an airplane blanket from his luggage, and went downstairs.

In the living room, only the screen of the laptop was still on, with a cold light shining.

Jiang Shaomin walked straight over and kicked Shen Jin who was lying on the sofa: "Hey, where is the nearest supermarket?"

Shen Jin didn't eat, didn't take a bath, rushed to work until ten o'clock, and finally handed in the paper under the deadline.

Having survived the whole night before, he turned off the light and immediately fell asleep on the sofa.The other two flatmates are British, one from south Birmingham and the other a native of London.The one from Birmingham, who usually has a good relationship with Shen Jin, asked him why he was sleeping on the sofa, and saw that he was too tired, so he went back to his room.The London native never came back because he worked the night shift.

At three o'clock in the morning, when Shen Jin was falling asleep, he vaguely heard someone mentioning the supermarket, grunted a few times, looked inside, and muttered: "Little mushroom... how much? Soup... ..."

"Mushroom soup?" Jiang Shaomin's taste buds were more honest than his, and he immediately secreted a lot of saliva, and the emptiness in his stomach became more serious.

"Shen Jin, hello, Shen Jin..." Jiang Shaomin squatted down, turned Shen Jin's face over, and patted his face condescendingly, "Wake up, wake up!"

Shen Jin dreamed that he had made mushroom soup and was about to enjoy it when a 1.8-meter stupid donkey rushed over and slapped him in the face with its hoof: "Dare to steal it? Dare to steal it? Dare to steal it behind your wife's back?" eat!"

Dominated by the fear of marrying a donkey as his wife, Shen Jin immediately woke up with a face.

"Ghost!" Shen Jin opened his eyes, saw the head hanging above his head, and screamed in fright.Conditional reflex, kicked the past.

With a bang, his head disappeared, Jiang Shaomin fell on the carpet, and let out a muffled groan: "Shen...Jin...you're ruthless!"

Shen Jin was stunned for a long time and came back to his senses, immediately jumped off the sofa and turned on the light in the living room.

I saw Jiang Shaomin curled up on the ground, looking at him through gritted teeth.

"What's going on?" Shen Jin stepped forward to help him, but squatted halfway, then stood up quickly, looking at Jiang Shaomin suspiciously, "Why did you get up in the middle of the night and sit on me?"

Thinking of the mysterious object that he saw in Jiang Shaomin's suitcase in the afternoon, Shen Jin thought to himself, could it be a wild beast?

Jiang Shaomin didn't understand something in Shen Jin's eyes, and his anger burned to Tianling Gai.Just when he could barely control himself, a dark brown curly head popped out upstairs: "Shen, Whathappen?"

Seeing that his roommates were startled, Shen Jin immediately waved his hand and explained: "It's okay, it's okay, my brother just hit the sofa and fell down. Tim, I'm sorry? Did it wake you up?"

"Fall? Do you want medicine? I have some in my room." Tim Stilwell heard that it was the younger brother of his Chinese roommate who fell, and immediately offered help eagerly.

"Don't worry, I still have the medicine that I applied to Brandon last time." Shen Jin declined.

Thinking of the bright red liquid medicine with a pungent smell, Tim wrinkled his nose: "Okay then, I'll continue to sleep."

As a person with a strong sense of smell, Tim Stilwell is not very interested in the "honghuayou" that Shen brought from China.

"What did you say to him?" Jiang Shaomin rubbed his belly with one hand and sat up on the sofa with the other.

"It's nothing." Shen Jin thought for a while, "Do you want to rub it with safflower oil?"

Jiang Shaomin ignored Shen Jin, his heart exploded, and he sat alone and sulked.

"If you come here suddenly, everyone will be afraid, okay?" Shen Jin scratched his head, "By the way, what are you going to do when you come down so late?"

"Invade you, take advantage of you, hate you, okay?" Jiang Shaomin hugged his stomach, furious.

Although he knew that what the other party said was not true, Shen Jin still seriously refused: "No."

Jiang Shaomin rolled his eyes and thought to himself, it's better to hate you than a sow, what charm do you think you have as a bearded man?Yes, Shen Jin has been rushing for papers for the past few days, and he is very slovenly. Today, when he went to pick up Jiang Shaomin, he went with a full beard.

I don't know if it's empathy, or if the thoughtful personality finally drove away the drowsiness and was able to re-enter the body, Shen Jin suddenly understood: "Oh, you haven't eaten since the afternoon, are you hungry? My fault, right? Hold on, once you catch up with your homework, you can't take care of anything else."

Jiang Shaomin didn't want to admit that he was hungry, but his stomach growled honestly.

"What do you want to eat?" Shen Jin asked while flipping through the refrigerator.

Jiang Shaomin kept a straight face and didn't speak.After a while, he asked again: "Where is the nearby 24-hour convenience store?"

Shen Jin smiled unkindly: "Don't think about oden cooking, this is London, there is no 24-hour convenience store. The supermarket closes before ten o'clock, and get off work earlier on weekends."

So Jiang Shaomin stopped talking again, and got along with his hurt stomach silently on the sofa.

"I just didn't eat it either." Shen Jin looked at the ingredients and asked, "Is it okay to eat dumplings?"

Jiang Shaomin took out his mobile phone and poked, ignoring him.Shen Jin took it as his consent.I got busy in the kitchen.

Master Min: What are you doing?

Little Tutu: Have breakfast, I ate it at Yueji today.

After finishing speaking, the other party sent a food picture, and the dim sum of Guangzhou morning tea was filled to the brim.

Jiang Shaomin felt that his stomach acid was about to burn him to death.

Master Min: I’m so mad, I’ve been asleep till now, and the one named Shen didn’t prepare food for me, I was going to buy it on my own, but he kicked me!

Little Bunny: Really or not?Brother, you didn't kill him?

Lord Min: ...

Master Min: You don’t need to marry if you are killed, right?

Lord Min: He has a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, and he is cooking me food now. Before I starve to death, I don't intend to die with him.

Little Bunny: What did you do?

Master Min: Quick-frozen dumplings...

After finishing speaking, he quietly took a photo of Shen Jin taking dumplings from the refrigerator and showed it to Jiang Sinan.

Little Tutu: Tsk, in my world, quick-frozen dumplings can’t even compare to instant noodles that are delicious in color, fragrance, and flavor. Brother, you’ve fallen a little bit... Ahhh!Darwin!Grandpa wants me to marry Darwin!Do I look like some kind of exotic animal?

Maybe halfway through typing, Jiang Sinan didn't see the photo Jiang Shaomin sent.

Master Min: It's kind of like, does he look like he's over 30?

Little Tutu: Maybe there are more than 30, brother, I didn't listen carefully, how old is he?

"Shen Jin, how old are you?" Jiang Shaomin complained, calmed down a bit, and opened his mouth to ask.

"22..." Seeing the water in the pot start to bubble, Shen Jin carefully put down the bulging dumplings one by one.

Master Min: He said he was 22.

Little Tutu: It's really scary, maybe he looks like 30 years old since he was a child... I'm afraid...

Little Tutu: Brother, you really have to help me settle it. I'm terrified to live with such a person.

Jiang Shaomin also knew how to embarrass his sister. After all, Jiang Sinan's aesthetics has always been young, and TFboys is her ultimate male god.As for the uncle?Sorry, in her world, she might be equated with a homeless person.

Master Min: All right, all right, let’s stop talking, let’s see how you behave, and hurry up and send some military rations.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Shaomin exited the phone interface and walked to the kitchen.

Shen Jin was skillfully chopping shallots, and under his hands, the green and white roots turned into a handful of crystal green onions.In the small bowl next to the chopping board, white mashed garlic and spicy red bean curd have been piled up. A layer of sesame sauce is spread on it, and a few small spicy peppercorns are dotted in it.

"It's quite a lot."

"Domestic ones, but not here." Shen Jin put chopped green onions into a bowl, and heated oil in the pan.When the oil started to smoke, Shen Jin raised his hand, and the oil was poured into the bowl. The aroma of various accessories was forced by the heat, and burst out, pouring Jiang Shaomin's face next to him.

"I'll make you another soup." Shen Jin had already peeled the radish while he was chatting with Jiang Sinan.The water in the other pot was also boiling, and his wrist was flying, and half of a radish turned into a small lump, and jumped into the water with a plop.

After peeling the radish, Shen Jin put the bean sprouts down again.

"Lighter, vegetarian soup." Shen Jin wiped his hands, "But I promise, it's super fresh."

Jiang Shaomin nodded thoughtfully, and while salivating, Shen Darwin didn't seem to be so annoying anymore.

"Do you want to pad your stomach?" Shen Jin took out a tomato from the water basin and handed it to him, pointing to the front door, "It's planted in the flower bed."

Jiang Shaomin took it and took a bite, the sweet and sour taste was full of moisture.

The two leaned on the stove, listening to the soup gurgling on the flames, and the aroma of the food wafting in the early morning night. Under the warm yellow light, the two looked at each other silently, and suddenly there was a tacit understanding.

however--

"Shen..." A mournful voice came from the stairs.

Wearing cow pajamas, the curly-haired Tim looked at Shen Jin pitifully: "Why don't you call me when you cook?"

"Aren't you asleep?" Shen Jin asked back in English.

"The aroma of food woke up my soul..." Tim took a deep breath, showing a ecstatic look, and stared at Shen Jin with accusation in the next second, "But you devil, you don't want to put My body wakes up and I almost miss the smell."

Shen Jin had to compromise: "Tim, you are exaggerating. Join us, you will think I am an angel."

Tim Stilwell cheered and rushed downstairs.

"He didn't take drugs, did he?" Jiang Shaomin asked Shen Jin in a low voice, "Why does he seem to be high?"

"Suck!" Shen Jin spread his hands helplessly, "After all, he himself said that other people take drugs, but he takes Chinese food."

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