host a banquet

"Student didn't expect Lvan's clothes to look so handsome on you!"

Eara moved closer to Qi Sheng's side with an idiot face.

"Thank you."

Qi Sheng turned sideways to keep a distance from her indiscriminately.

Qi Yan followed Qi Sheng downstairs a little tiredly, and didn't want to move as soon as his butt touched the sofa.

"Lvan, let's go out and eat!"

Eara rubbed her empty stomach and felt a little hungry.

Qi Yan really convinced her, but he was really tired.When summer comes, he feels sleepy and weak, but Eara, a crazy woman, is as energetic as chicken blood all year round, which makes people jealous.

"Actually, if you don't mind, I can cook for you."

A voice without emotion is purely a soft suggestion.

"Okay, it's such a happy decision."

Young Master Qi almost jumped up from the sofa and raised his hands in agreement.

Eara "Is there anyone who treats guests like you?"

Those who hated iron but could not make steel almost poked their fingers on his forehead.

"It's okay, I'm used to doing it at home."

Qi Yan glanced at the frustrated Eara's face, it wasn't the expression I forced.

"Then trouble you."

Eara felt a little embarrassed.It is obvious that you want to apologize to others, but in the end you have to ask them to cook for them. What kind of apology is this!

But seeing someone on the sofa who had already started playing the game, all he could do was sigh.

"What do you want to eat? Noodles, or rice?"

Eara saw the man bent down and asked someone who was addicted to the game without raising his head in a low voice, and suddenly felt that this scene was inexplicably familiar.

Is it her delusion?

Why did she feel that the voice of this classmate asking Qi Yan was not like the indifference and alienation when he was talking to her, but instead it was full of pampering. Eara shook her head, she must have watched too many messy movies.

Qi Yan?Who would like that heartless, selfish and desolate boy? !Forget it, she would rather believe that sows can climb trees.

"My God! Classmate, you are so amazing!"

Eara's eyeballs almost popped out looking at the sumptuous food on the table.Was this really made by a boy? !

Aren't boys just stretching out their clothes, stretching out their hands, opening their mouths to open their mouths, obsessed with games, nestling in a small dark room, looking at the computer screen, laughing, panting, wretched creatures?But what's going on?Ma Dan, she always thought that boys who can cook have disappeared, and such creatures do not exist on the earth.For a culinary idiot like her who can set the kitchen on fire by cooking instant noodles, people who can cook are like gods to her, and boys who can cook are like dinosaurs.

Qi Yan turned a deaf ear to her endless praise like the water of the Yangtze River, picked up a piece of dried tofu with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, and found that the taste was surprisingly good.

"How about it?"

The person beside him had always been calm with a look of uneasiness.

"good."

Although it's not as delicious as his aunt's, it's pretty good for Qi Sheng at this age.

In fact, for a person like Qi Yan who can fry a piece of milk in a microwave oven, Qi Sheng's cooking skills can really be rated very high.

His good evaluation made the people around him finally feel relieved.

"Try this shrimp."

A pair of chopsticks held the shrimps and put them on the plate in front of him. Qi Yan closed his eyes, picked up the shrimps, put them in his mouth, chewed them twice and swallowed them.

"Thank you."

After swallowing he thanked.

"Lvan you..."

Eara stared at him in shock.

Qi Yan knows what she means, is he a clean freak?

Hehe, Qi Sheng has almost made half of his cleanliness disappear today.

I borrowed all the clothes from him, so it's nothing to feed him!Qi Yan is now broken.

A meal was completed by the three of them with their own thoughts.

Qi Yan looked at his watch, it was already 6 o'clock in the evening, and it was just in time for evening self-study when he returned to school.After thinking about it, he prepared to ask Uncle Wang to send Qi Sheng back to school.

"Student, it's so late, you can stay here today! Anyway, tomorrow is the weekend."

Eara made a sound suddenly.

"Won't you bother?"

muted voice.

"It's okay, the two of us are bored at home anyway, and the three of us can just play games together. What do you think, Lvan."

Qi Yan "······"

Hehe, I also know how to ask for his opinion intentionally, but the result is the same.He was curious, how could this classmate Yi be...uh, so...real.

"Ah."

Respond feebly.He wants to be quiet.

"Great, I'll go get the cards, and we'll play Fight the Landlord later."

Joyful figures ran upstairs.

The boy looked at the person on the sofa who was browsing the webpage with his head bowed, his quiet eyes were as sharp as a falcon...

"Are you going to sleep?" Eara rubbed her sore eyes and couldn't stop being sleepy.

"It's getting late, it's time to go to bed."

Qi Yan glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.He usually goes to bed early at this point.But today it was because some outsiders were reluctant to speak out out of politeness, but since Eara opened his mouth, he must seize the great opportunity.

"Okay! Classmate, let Lvan take you to the guest room upstairs. I really can't stand it anymore, so I'll go back to the room first!"

As he said that, he sat up from the sofa and swayed weakly towards his room on the first floor with his slippers on.

"Come on, I'll take you to the guest room."

Qi Yan yawned slightly, his bones softened into a puddle of water, it looked like he was using his will to hold on.

"Ah."

Qi Sheng followed behind him, watching his soft and fluffy steps on the steps, quietly protecting his body behind him.

After entering the guest room, Qi Yan explained a few words, telling him that the hot water on the left side of the bathroom nozzle and the cold water on the right side pulled the door frame and slipped into his room next door.

When he arrived at his room, Qi Yan took clean pajamas and went into the bathroom. When he saw the half-dry bath towels on the towel rack, his pretty brows frowned, and he reached out to tear off the bath towels on the rack. He folded back and grabbed the bathrobe on the hook, rolled it up in twos and threw it into the trash can behind the door.After finishing, I took out new bath towels and bathrobes from the cabinet, and quickly went into the bathroom to take a shower.After drying his hair and getting everything in order, he was so sleepy that he didn't even want to open his eyes.As soon as I touched the pillow, I fell asleep...

A good night's sleep, and woke up early the next morning. Qi Yan pulled his sleepy hair a few times, lifted the quilt and got out of bed. As soon as his toes touched the ground, he was startled by the soft touch and retracted his feet. The ugly doll on the side of the pillow at night had already half-lyed on the floor at some point, smiling silly at him with its ugly face.

When did my sleep look so bad? !Qi Yan was a little surprised, it took a lot of tossing last night to kick the doll out of the bed that was half-pillowed at the head of Kingsize's bed.

"Lvan, it's time for breakfast."

Eara was already calling outside the door.

Qi Yan bent down to pick up the doll on the floor and put it back on the bed. The moment he bent down, the wide collar slipped off, revealing a small half of his shoulder, and the half-drawn curtain let out a few rays of sunlight that shone on the white and slippery shoulder, faintly visible That faint water mark and the faint, almost imperceptible red mark.

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"Are you going back to America today?"

Qi Yan looked at the corner of the toast, frowned slightly and put it on the dinner plate casually.

"Yes, the plane at ten o'clock. Here, eat this."

Eara put the tomato slices and purple potato fries from her own plate on his plate, and took a bite of the toast on his plate.

Qi Yan used a fork to fork a piece of dried purple sweet potato and brought it to his mouth. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he was startled by a sudden collision from the person beside him and dropped the food into his mouth.

"Sorry, sorry..."

Qi Yan looked at the man apologizing anxiously for dropping the fork, and his already weak appetite almost disappeared.

"It's okay, just get a new one."

Eara comforted softly, got up and handed him a new fork from the kitchen.

Qi Yan watched Qi Sheng take the fork handed over by Eara with trepidation and gratitude, his cold eyes were hard to discern the emotion.

It was almost nine o'clock after breakfast.

Qi Yan said to Qi Sheng who was on the sofa, "The study room of the school should be open at this point, how about I ask Uncle Wang to take you back to school?"

The eviction order has been issued, no amount of words will help.What's more, there was nothing to say, so Qi Sheng got up from the sofa and nodded slightly to Eara, who was rubbing her belly, who was faceless beside her, and said sincerely, "I wish you a good journey."

"Huh? Oh! Thank you!"

Eara was a little flattered.

"Then I'll go first."

This was said to Qi Yan.

"Ah."

He answered indifferently, so casually that he lost his focus.

The boy secretly clenched his hands behind his back, the veins on his arms looked hideous and terrifying.

When he walked to the door with procrastinated steps, he turned unexpectedly because of the sentence "Go and clean up, and I will take you to the airport later."

Outside the door, people are caught off guard by the scorching heat wave, while inside the door, those who talk and laugh at Yan Yangou are only willing to get drunk, and only one wall separates the gap between heaven and hell.The disparity was so great that the boy couldn't help hugging his trembling body tightly.

After Eara left, the days continued to climb forward without any surprises, and Qi Yan still lived like a year, pinching his watch every day.

The deskmate next to me is still the same, reading books and doing questions, doing questions and reading books.

If I have to say something is different, probably... Frank talks more!

Every time after class, I have to pull him to talk about the mountains, and all kinds of gossip circulating among classmates are easy to come by. The language barrier, oh no, there is no language barrier now.

After all, he is a Chinese, with the blood of the descendants of the Yellow Emperor flowing in his bones, and he is unusually sensitive to his original mother tongue. In just over a month, Frank can express some basic meanings in Chinese, and he can’t communicate with others. Then there is the wonderful combination of "one car".

And Qi Yan is no longer so indifferent to Frank, after all, apart from chatter, Frank's extroverted generosity suits Qi Yan quite well.

And Frank's loyal dog character, who remembers eating but not hitting, is actually quite rare.