deep closet game

Chang Le blushed and was dragged to the fresh food section by Gao Zhihan, where he was buying fish and shrimp, and wanted to buy some oysters to strengthen his yang, but Chang Le stopped him sharply.

He didn't expect Gao Zhihan to kiss him in public in such a shameless manner. Although the two of them usually don't hide anything in front of the camera, the camera is the camera, and the eyes behind the camera are in another house after all, but this time Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the supermarket, he was able to kiss him so calmly without blushing. Chang Le felt that Gao Zhihan's skin was getting thicker and thicker.

In the end, the two returned to Chang Le's house with several big bags of New Year's goods, and when they threw them on the table, Chang Le yelled "I'm exhausted" and fell on the sofa.

"Walking in a supermarket can make you exhausted?" Gao Zhihan said with a smile while taking out the things in the bag, "I'm too lazy."

"I'm moving and cleaning the house today, and I have to accompany you to buy new year's goods! Can I not be tired!" Chang Le raised his head angrily.

"Accompany me to buy new year's goods?" Gao Zhihan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why did you buy it with me? Didn't I accompany you?"

"I said I wouldn't buy it!" Chang Le sat up propped up, with her legs crossed, "It's just you! You have to eat some New Year's Eve dinner! You have to ask me to do New Year's goods with you! Or I'll be comfortable right now. I don’t know how cool it is to order takeaway and watch TV comfortably!”

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong." Gao Zhihan shook his head and smiled, picked up some fresh food and said, "Come and follow me and put these fish and meat in the refrigerator first."

Chang Le pursed her mouth and got off the sofa, put on slippers, took the rest in her hands, took Gao Zhihan into the kitchen, and put everything in the refrigerator.

Gao Zhihan opened the cabinet door and looked at the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar pots and pans inside, and said, "What should we cook today?"

"Today?" Chang Le tilted his head and asked, "Are you going to cook today? What time is it? I'm starving to death after cooking. Let's order takeaway."

"What do you call takeout!" Gao Zhihan said, "On the first day of cohabitation, you have to start with the first meal you cooked!"

Chang Le looked at Gao Zhihan, didn't open his mouth, but his stomach grunted in response.

When Gao Zhihan heard it, he smiled and said: "Okay, okay, I understand, you steam the rice first, I cook, and the fish will be cooked tomorrow. Today, fry two simple, very fast! I will finish it in half an hour!"

Chang Le rolled his eyes and muttered, "The rice won't be cooked for half an hour." But he turned around and picked up the rice.

Pressing the cooking switch, Chang Le looked back and saw that Gao Zhihan was carefully cutting a tomato. Those who didn't know that way thought he was cutting a diamond.

"Have you...have you cooked?" Chang Le asked suspiciously.

"Tsk," Gao Zhihan raised his eyes and glanced at him, "My dad is always in the hospital, and my mom is busy at work. I've been cooking for them since high school, okay?"

"Uh, okay..." Chang Le said, "What do you want to fire? Shall I help you?"

"Scramble eggs, tomatoes, potato slices, cold parsley, and cut some lamb head meat. You wash and peel the two potatoes for me, and don't worry about anything else." Gao Zhihan was full of confidence.

"Okay..." Chang Le honestly washed and peeled two potatoes, washed the celery, and put the meat on the chopping board, but Xiao Gao was still cutting tomatoes .

"Brother, are you carving flowers? Cut a tomato for a century?" Chang Le couldn't help complaining.

"Tsk, this is called slow work and meticulous work!" Gao Zhihan said, "You put that...that..." He looked around, and saw that Chang Le had done everything he could do, "No need! Go out and wait! Just wait a while!"

Chang Le sighed, and couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and went out of the kitchen, took the freshly bought fruit in and washed some, and put the two big bags of sunflower seeds and pistachios that Gao Zhihan took advantage of when he wasn't ready to put them on a plate and mixed them with each other. The fruits were placed together, and a few prosperous Chinese characters of "Spring" and "Fu" and a few rustic golden dog ornaments were hung on the door of the lamp, which seemed a bit tacky and festive for the New Year.

The sound of the range hood and cooking came from the kitchen. Chang Le leaned against the door and looked in. He saw Gao Zhihan holding the handle of the pot in one hand and the frying spoon in the other. Keep yourself away from the cooktop.

There was a black line on Chang Le's face, and his stomach growled again. He went back to the living room silently and ate an orange, then peeled another one, and walked back to the kitchen.

As soon as Gao Zhihan saw Chang Le coming in, he immediately moved towards the front of the stove, pretending to be fearless, and flipped the pot pretentiously, almost throwing the dishes straight out.

"Go out," Gao Zhihan frowned, "you smell like oily smoke."

Chang Le suppressed a smile, tore off a piece of orange and brought it to Gao Zhihan's mouth.

Gao Zhihan subconsciously hid at first, and after seeing clearly that it was an orange, he opened his mouth to eat it, and licked Chang Le's finger.

"Huh!" Chang Le rubbed Gao Zhihan's sleeves in disgust, and glanced at the eggs and tomatoes in the pot, seeing that it wasn't too bad.

"Bring a plate here." Gao Zhihan commanded in a chattering tone.

Chang Le didn't care about it, took a plate and put it on the side of the stove.

Gao Zhihan didn't turn off the fire, picked up the pot and poured it onto the plate, and then Chang Le saw several pieces of eggs and tomatoes poured out of the plate just like that.

"Look!" Gao Zhihan preemptively said, "All disturb me!"

"Okay, okay." Chang Le smiled helplessly, and picked up the plate, "I won't disturb you, Chef Gao, you cook your delicacies slowly, and I'll be waiting for you to enjoy them." After saying that, he turned around and left the kitchen, put the dishes Put it on the dining table, then carefully picked up a piece of egg and tasted it. It didn't seem to taste anything, but at least it didn't reach the level of dark cooking.

Chang Le was slightly relieved, and ran to the sofa to watch TV while eating melon seeds.

A meal, four dishes, including one cooked food and one cold dish, Gao Zhihan worked hard for more than two hours before finishing it.

Chang Le didn't dare to eat too much fruit for fear of taking up his stomach, he was so hungry, when he heard Gao Zhihan finally said that the meal was ready, he immediately jumped up from the sofa and ran to the dining table.

"Wow~" Chang Le exclaimed very carelessly, and seeing Gao Zhihan's complacent expression, he sighed inwardly: Why am I acting like coaxing a child.

"Drink something?" Gao Zhihan asked with raised eyebrows.

In the supermarket just now, he insisted on buying some red wine, and he kept saying that he wanted to adjust the mood of the two-person world. Chang Le really didn't like the quality of the tens of dollars a bottle, but he really didn't dare to touch his father's wine at home. He had to buy it.

"Then... let's have a drink..." Chang Le reluctantly said.

"Then you wait." Gao Zhihan turned around happily and went into the kitchen again. Chang Le sighed silently and took a mouthful of mutton head meat.

"Cheers to a happy life in the future!" Gao Zhihan raised his glass.

Chang Le smiled and clinked glasses with him, and said in his heart: If you just play around, you will have a happy life in the future, why don't you just stay at our house for a few days...

Chang Le frowned when the bad wine entered his throat.

It's so bad.

He looked up at Gao Zhihan, saw that he was also frowning, smacked his lips, and said, "Why are you so sour."

Chang Le forced a smile: "Why are you so popular, it's like this, come here, eat vegetables, I'm starving to death."

He put down his wine glass, picked up his chopsticks, walked back and forth on several dishes for a while, then picked up a piece of egg and put it in his mouth.

When it was just out of the pot, the temperature interfered with the judgment of the taste buds. Now the dish has been completely cold, but the taste is still——no taste.

He raised his eyes and saw that Gao Zhihan was looking at him expectantly, and quickly made an exaggerated expression: "Yeah~ delicious~~~"

Gao Zhihan smiled satisfied, took a piece and tasted it, frowned and shook his head, "It's cold, it should be better when it's hot."

"..." Chang Le doubted in his heart, could it be that I am too harsh?

He stretched out his chopsticks and tasted the sliced ​​meat again. He was startled and drank several gulps of wine in a hurry.

"What's wrong?" Gao Zhihan asked in surprise.

"A little..." Chang Le said hoarsely, "Salty..."

"Really?" Gao Zhihan quickly tasted it himself, "Oh..." He smiled sheepishly, "It's probably because of the soy sauce."

"Heh..." Chang Le tried to smile, swallowed a few mouthfuls of plain rice, suppressed the taste in his mouth, and took another mouthful of parsley.

"How is it?" Gao Zhihan blinked his eyes flickeringly.

This taste... celery, vinegar, salt, sesame oil, and sugar are all distinct in the mouth, and there is no intention of trying to be compatible with each other at all.

"It's delicious~" Chang Le's face stiffened with a smile, and suddenly he felt that he really should get a movie king.

After waiting for more than two hours, Chang Le put down his chopsticks in less than 10 minutes.

"Just eat this?" Gao Zhihan asked in surprise.

"I'm full..." Chang Le said against his will.

Gao Zhihan looked at the empty mutton head meat and the other three dishes that had hardly been touched, then looked at the empty bowl and wine glass in front of him, and said in silence for a moment, "Isn't it to your taste?"

Chang Le looked at Gao Zhihan's disappointed eyes, and hurriedly said: "No~~~ It's super delicious and it suits my taste! I'm that... Ah yes, I just waited for too long, and I ate a lot of fruit and so on. And this wine is also delicious! Look, I drank several glasses! Full of water! Full of water!"

Gao Zhihan said dejectedly: "If you don't like me, I won't do it in the future."

"I like it! I like it!" Chang Le hurriedly stood up, but staggered and fell straight into Gao Zhihan's arms.

"What do you mean?" Gao Zhihan hugged Chang Le, puzzled.

Chang Le blinked and blinked: "I'm a little dizzy..."

Gao Zhihan turned his head and looked at the cup and plate: "Drink?"

Chang Le couldn't move his mind a little, he thought hard, and said, "Damn it, it seems like, after drinking so much on an empty stomach, the alcohol has been completely absorbed!"

"Empty stomach?" Gao Zhihan raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you full from fruit?"

Chang Le was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of what to say to round up the words, so he turned his heart and kissed Gao Zhihan's lips suddenly.

Gao Zhihan was a little dazed by the kiss, but he didn't take advantage of the advantage of being delivered to his door, so he kissed without hesitation.

Chang Le was really drunk, indulged in the kiss, his body was slightly hot, and his hand also touched Gao Zhihan's crotch.

"I..." Gao Zhihan dressed roughly, "I'm not full yet..."

Chang Le posted it to Gao Zhihan's ear, and breathed out, "Eat me."

"Kang lang lang", the chopsticks fell to the ground, the meal was not finished, but it would not be hungry anymore.