Peach blossoms are blooming on him

After He Lan finished chopping vegetables confidently, he poured a lot of oil into the pot.At this time, a series of question marks suddenly popped up in his mind, and then?

He Lan downloaded another recipe book, and saw that he had to chop onions, ginger, and garlic, as well as prepare pepper and cooking wine... What the hell is this?He Lan was finally irritated, and thought, I just don't let these things go, and eat them as if they are cooked!

The oil pan just now was already emitting black smoke, choking him so much that he immediately turned off the natural gas.Don't ask why you don't turn on the range hood, it's because Mr. He doesn't know what it is at all.

It was almost noon when Wei Jiuge woke up, and his head was still wrapped in gauze which was in the way, and the sticky hair was very uncomfortable.However, after a good night's sleep, my head was finally less dizzy, and my whole body became much lighter.

As soon as he got out of bed, he heard a "cracking" sound, followed by the sound of some metal instrument falling to the ground.Wei Jiuge frowned, pulled on his slippers and hurried to look.

Seeing this, he almost couldn't believe his eyes.

I saw the tall and burly He Lan wearing a thriving floral apron, standing in front of the stove with a serious face, frantically stirring something.

It's just that He Lan was two meters away from the stove, taking small steps that sometimes moved forward and sometimes retreated, just like poking some shocking fire-breathing dinosaur, lest the bronze arm get even the slightest bit of damage, this is still that The majestic and omnipotent Mr. He?

Wei Jiuge stood at the door of the kitchen, subconsciously glanced at the mess, and then at the man in front of him who was so devoted, he couldn't bear to disturb him.

After He Lan made an exaggerated operation, a smile of "as expected of him" appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he turned off the fire with a "baji", and poured the pan onto the plate.

Wei Jiuge stared helplessly at the black ball in the pot that could not tell whether it was vegetables or soup, and half of it fell on the stove.He couldn't help it anymore, and couldn't help reminding: "You... poured it out."

He Lan heard the words, and subconsciously looked down, the shoes were covered with soup.He couldn't help frowning, seeing that nearly half of the dishes on the plate were missing, and he had been busy for most of the day, and suddenly a flame rose in his heart.

"I'm willing!" He Lan turned sullenly, turned and glared at Wei Jiuge, "Would you like to eat or not."

Wei Jiuge wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, for fear of making him even angrier.

So, he pursed his lips and sat down at the dining table obediently as usual.Unexpectedly, as soon as his butt touched the seat, he heard He Lan yelling at him: "Come here and serve the food! Who are you waiting for?!"

Wei Jiuge was a little dumbfounded, and got up to serve the dishes in the kitchen.Taking advantage of his serving time, He Lan frowned and went to the bathroom to wash off the grease stains on his hands with a look of disgust.

When He Lan came out, Wei Jiuge asked, "You only made soup?"

"..." He Lan yelled at him, "This is not soup, this is stir-fried vegetables!"

Wei Jiuge paused for a few seconds, glanced at the dark dishes, and said again without a word: "Okay, what about the staple food?"

When He Lan was asked this question, he remembered that he forgot to steam the rice.So, without blushing and heart beating, he said, "There is no rice at home."

Wei Jiuge naturally didn't know whether there was rice at home, so he believed it when he heard it.However, looking at the dark and sticky thing on the table, he really didn't dare to put down his chopsticks.

"Why don't you eat?" Sitting opposite him, He Lan couldn't help urging.

"...Ha ha." Wei Jiuge laughed dryly, picked up the chopsticks and put them down again, raising an eyebrow at him, "Why don't you try it first?"

"What's wrong, I can't die." He Lan said angrily, picked up a piece of vegetable by himself, and the moment the tip of his tongue touched it, the vegetable seemed to melt. It is absolutely enough!

Wei Jiuge knew what was going on when he saw his facial features squeezed together distortedly.But after thinking about it, it was He Lan's first time cooking. Looking at the messy vegetable leaves in the kitchen, this guy chose his favorite dishes. It was rare for him to have this kind of thought, so Wei Jiuge finally picked up the chopsticks.

However, before the chopsticks touched the plate, the dish was quickly taken away by He Lan.He stood up with an embarrassed expression, turned his back to Wei Jiuge, and said with some embarrassment: "...I will take you out to eat."

Wei Jiuge smiled slightly, and blurted out: "No, I can't die."

Unexpectedly, He Lan, a man with a small belly, immediately turned his head and stared round, as if he was about to swallow him, and said coldly, "Have you learned to choke me with my words?"

Wei Jiuge didn't mean that at all. When He Lan said that, after thinking about it, it seemed to be the case.He paused for a few seconds, then said in a low voice: "It's rare for you to do it, it's a pity to throw it away."

When He Lan heard this, his brows gradually calmed down. He snorted coldly at Wei Jiuge, and fell down resolutely.

Wei Jiuge sighed helplessly, and at this moment, the doorbell rang.He opened the door and saw that it was Qin Yunhao. His eyes lit up and he smiled lightly, "Yunhao, why are you here?"

Qin Yunhao said blankly, "Turn around."

Wei Jiuge turned around without knowing why, but there was nothing.

Qin Yunhao looked at the thick gauze on Wei Jiuge's head, the blood stains faintly oozing from the back of his head, and Wei Jiuge's smirk at him, all of a sudden his heart was aroused, and the anger in his body was inexplicable. Come.

With a stern face, he lifted the medicine box on the handle, and said with an unhappy face, "Change the gauze."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed Wei Jiuge's shoulder, changed into a pair of slippers at the entrance, and swaggered in.Looking at his angry back, Wei Jiuge felt a burst of warmth in his heart.

At this time, just as He Lan came out of the bathroom, he saw this unexpected guest sitting on the sofa in his living room with his legs crossed like a master, while Wei Jiuge was sitting next to him.

"What are you doing here?" He Lan frowned at him, and said angrily, "No Cengfan."

Qin Yunhao looked up, and almost laughed: "Pfft... what kind of clothes are you wearing? Hahaha!"

He Lan froze for a moment, looked up and down, and then suddenly realized.He still had that red-hot flowered apron hanging around his neck, and the breeze was blowing when he walked.He Lan's face darkened, and he gave Wei Jiuge a vicious look, and immediately tore it off his neck.

Wei Jiuge was stared at inexplicably, and thought to himself,...is this disgusting and didn't remind him?

Qin Yunhao clutched his stomach and was overjoyed. It took a long time before he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said sarcastically, "Is the sun coming out from the west? Or did Young Master He realize that he loves us Linger?"

"None of your business." He Lan rolled her eyes at him, then squeezed her ass between him and Wei Jiuge.