Golden Suit Brothers

In the middle of the night, Gu Jiacheng took out a can of sour plum juice from the refrigerator. Today, Fifty Cent simply chatted with him on the text message and then fled. .

so troublesome.As he thought about it, he was shocked by the ice and sourness of the iced plum juice. It was recommended to him by fifteen cents, saying that this brand is healthier.However, it is strange that drinking this way of getting up in the middle of the night on an empty stomach can be healthy.

With a trace of regret, he flipped through the previous chat records and fell asleep.

Gu Jiacheng woke up very early the next day, and went to the small shop to buy milk and bread as usual, but this time he bought the whole wheat bread recommended to him for [-] cents. It seems that [-] cents has a lot of research on health preservation, and he is quite an old man. of a little boy.

This day's work was also smooth, and there was a small breakthrough in the program that he had been working on. Gu Jiacheng felt that if he chatted with someone at night, it would be perfect.

Maybe people think too much and it will come true. When he got home and was rummaging in the refrigerator, a phone call from fifteen cents came. He continued to rummage in the refrigerator while answering the phone.

"Hello? What are you doing?" Hearing the voice was very happy.

"I'm...preparing to cook." He opened the freezer to look around again.

"Wow~ you can cook!"

"Hmm, are you so surprised?" He closed the refrigerator and concentrated on making a phone call.

"That's not true. I think it's okay for a single man as smart as you to be able to order takeaway at night."

"You look down on people too much. I cook by myself every day."

"real or fake?"

"It's very simple, that is, you call 5910616, and then someone sends you the raw materials, and you pile them on the plate and it's done."

"Is this a takeaway phone?" There were three black lines hanging in the voice.

"Yeah." He admitted frankly.

"I'm convinced." There was a sudden noise on the phone, as if the speaker was turned on, "Let's chat while cooking? Anyway, your cooking is relatively simple."

"I'm really cooking today, uh," he opened the freezer again, "Would you like to come over to eat, I have a large steak, the snowflake kind." He stared at the marinated steak he bought on a whim last time, I bought it and was too lazy to make it, so it was frozen hard in the freezer.

"I've already started making it," the other party said happily, "I get off work early today, so I finally have time to make some soup for myself."

"Then I'm going to eat at your house." He answered immediately and closed the refrigerator door.

"Huh?" The other party was surprised by his brazenness, "Where's your steak?"

"I brought the steak, soup and vegetables, perfect!"

"Wow~~~~~~ I am surprised every time."

"what?"

"Why are you so thick-skinned that you haven't become the boss yet?"

"Thank you for the compliment, where is your home?" He decided to chase after the poor, and he couldn't be fooled by this kid every time.

"Next time, today... is a bit inconvenient." The other party said tactfully.

"Girls often say this when they refuse boys to come to their house."

"Ah?" The other party didn't react for a moment, "What? Ah! You really—"

"Incredibly handsome?" he continued.

"I can't stand you," the other party's angry and laughing voice was a little cute, "Do you dare to chase girls like this?"

"You and I can't figure it out, so we don't have to challenge such a high difficulty."

"I'm in superhard mode, okay?" There was the sound of chopping vegetables in the background.

"What are you doing?" He took out a package of pasta and a can of sauce, and boiled a pot of water.

"I'm cutting bitter gourd~" The voice had an ending, it sounded really full of sugar.

"Do you like that? It's so bitter." He looked at the water in the pot with pearl bubbles.

"Well, the bitter gourd pork ribs stew is delicious."

"Oh, you didn't invite me to eat, but said it was delicious." He sighed deliberately, threw the pasta into the pot, and pressed the timer.

"Oh, I will definitely treat you to dinner next time." He felt that the other party must have flattened his mouth when he said this.

"You tune the TV to the sports channel."

"what?"

"I prefer to watch sports channels."

"Come on, can you see my TV?" Angry and funny.

"I can hear it. The girls over there say I love you, and the boys say I don't love you but I love her. Do you like watching this kind of drama?"

"This line is so old-fashioned." The other party paused, "It's quite old-fashioned when you think about it."

"You know how to be unconventional?"

"Tell me, let me see what you can say."

"Girls say, I love you, boys say, if you love me, treat me to bitter gourd pork ribs - otherwise, tune to the sports channel."

There was silence on the other side of the phone, and a burst of earth-shattering laughter broke out: "Hahahahahaha, you are so talented, it would be a pity not to enter the entertainment circle!" The sound of slippers walking away, and then the background sound of the TV played a ball game The voice of the narrator.

Gu Jiacheng cocked his mouth in satisfaction, poured the meat sauce into a frying pan with some olive oil, heated it up, and poured it on the pasta that he took out. He knew how to do this too.

"How is it? You're always satisfied, right?"

"OK."

"You know I have to eat tonight, so I can't be full of you."

Sitting in front of the coffee table, Gu Jiacheng heard the same voice on the phone as on his own TV, "Goal, goal!" He couldn't help but sigh: "I think this is like living together."

"Huh?" The other party was startled by his jump again.

"Cooking together, watching the same TV, talking while cooking. It's a good feeling."

"Ah~~~~~Well," the other party paused for a while, and then, "If you talk cute and don't be so annoying, it will be more harmonious."

"Okay~ Ah, cute, I'm ok," he said with a smirk, "I'm afraid you're not ok~"

"It's better for you to keep this style. I feel bad after hearing you say that." The other party said with lingering fear.

"Mr. Bitter Gourd Pot, you really have a lot to ask for."

"How come~~ I won't tell you anymore, I have a phone call."

"Okay, let's talk."

"Well, bye~"

Gu Jiacheng hung up the phone, looked at his meat sauce noodles, and suddenly felt that he had no appetite at all.