Liuxiang

One day later, the chef competition on TV was not over yet.

The two who returned to the villa still had the familiar style of painting and the familiar formula, lying on the same bed and watching TV together.

Shang Huaiyan expressed satisfaction with this lazy day.

It's just that in the satisfaction, it is inevitable that there is a bit of melancholy.

After all, for a depraved and filthy adult like him, the days of sleeping under the quilt like this, he originally thought that he would only appear in occasional boring dreams when he was old. .

But when the things in the dream appeared in reality, Shang Huaiyan suddenly realized: this thing is not so boring (≧≦)

He can clearly fight for another month for this kind of thing (≧≦)

After one month, promise me, we will fall in love together, okay? (≧≦)

The game on TV was taking a halftime break, and Yi Baitang, who was lying beside him, got off the bed, tied up his nightgown slowly, and walked into the kitchen to prepare the dishes for tomorrow.

Shang Huaiyan also took advantage of this time to take out the phone, lowered his head and began to process the information on the phone.

A couple of phone calls from business partners, see you tomorrow.

A phone call from home, not seen.

There were two or three text messages sent to the phone.

One was from his assistant.

Xiao Song: "Mr. Shang, Ms. Wang came to the company's front desk to look for you at around 06:30 this evening."

This Miss Wang is the reporter Miss Xiao Song mentioned earlier.

In addition to this text message in the phone, there are two text messages from Wang Lewei.

Shang Huaiyan opened Wang Lewei's text message again.

Wang Lewei: "Why haven't I received your call recently?"

Wang Lewei: "Do you forget the old one when you have a new one?"

Shang Huaiyan looked at the text message and pondered for a moment, and felt that it would be easy to speak clearly at this time, so he replied: "Choose a time, let's come out and meet."

In less than a minute, Wang Lewei responded immediately: "Mr. Shang finally remembered his long-awaited little lover?——I wanted to figure it out, but unfortunately the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and there are many and busy things in the station recently. I work overtime every day until eleven or twelve o'clock. , I really can’t ask for leave to go out, so at 1:06 in the evening, I rushed to your company during the meal time, but unfortunately it was still a bit late, you have already left work.”

Shang Huaiyan responded casually in the text message: "Pretty girls, don't be too hard on yourself, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, if you want anything, go to Xiao Song and report it."

Wang Lewei: "I know you love me!"

But at this time, Shang Huaiyan had already turned off the phone and threw it aside on the bedside.

For him, and for many wealthy people, things that can be solved with money are definitely not a big deal.

Those big things are things that obviously can't be solved with money, but they appear in front of you every day, and you always scratch your heart and scratch your lungs, such as——

Yi Baitang, who had been down for nearly 10 minutes, walked into the room again.

He was holding a bowl of steaming dumplings that had just been cooked.

Shang Huaiyan, who was lying on the bed, straightened up all of a sudden, looking at Yi Baitang, he was as excited as a dog locked in a room finally waiting for its master to come back.

But he was also a little puzzled: "Why did you serve a bowl of boiled dumplings?"

Yi Baitang first put the dumpling in his hand on the head of the bed near Shang Huaiyan, then walked around the big bed, got on his own half of the bed, pulled the quilt, and then said: "Today is Xiaonian, Did you forget it?"

If it wasn't for Yi Baitang's reminder, Shang Huaiyan would have really forgotten!

No wonder home calls.

He stirred the porcelain bowl on the bedside with a spoon, and saw that there were only five round and chubby emerald and white jade dumplings in the bowl. The leaves on the top of the dumplings were green, and the stomachs below were white. There may be a little powder added to the dough, which looks quite crystal clear.

Shang Huaiyan suddenly found a question: "What about your share?"

Yi Baitang said coldly, "I don't eat supper at night."

Shang Huaiyan: What I’m waiting for is your words√

Shang Huaiyan found that he fell in love with feeding Yi Baitang: "Come on, come on, taste it every bite! You don't eat anything cooked by yourself!"

Yi Baitang: What I’m waiting for is your words√

He flirted with Shang Huaiyan, reluctantly, condescendingly, and ate a dumpling with a spoon.

The dumplings are in the mouth, with thin skin and thick filling with soup, and the taste is not bad.

Yi Baitang was satisfied in his heart.

So he and Shang Huaiyan ate four dumplings each.For the last one left, Shang Huaiyan spooned it to Yi Baitang's mouth first.

At this time, the advertisement has ended, and the exciting content continues to play.

Yi Baitang watched TV intently, took a bite casually, and only bit off half of the dumpling.

Then he came back to his senses and looked at Shang Huaiyan: "Half for each person? I should have cooked six dumplings."

Shang Huaiyan: "..."

Shang Huaiyan had a flash of inspiration, and said forcefully: "No! It doesn't matter! It does!"

Then he ate the remaining dumplings in one bite, feeling like he was kissing another person indirectly.

After eating the unexpected supper, the two went to the bathroom to brush their teeth again.

When he returned to the bed again, Yi Baitang handed his short message to Shang Huaiyan to see.

Shang Huaiyan looked down, a little surprised: "200 million?" Or is it from a different source?

Yi Baitang casually hummed: "100 million is a mortgage loan from the Chefs Association with the prescription, and the other 100 million is—"

His voice was muted.

Shang Huaiyan was surprised: "What is it?"

Yi Baitang: "It can be regarded as the festival fee given by the elders."

Then he didn't say much about it, he just said to Shang Huaiyan: "The passbook is with you, just use the money as you see it, the password is..."

He originally wanted to tell Shang Huaiyan the password directly, but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly changed his mind. Instead of simply saying it, he pulled Shang Huaiyan's hand over, and used his fingers to stroke each other's palm. Write it out clearly.

Well-manicured nails barely touch the palms.Reflected in the soft palm, there is only the temperature and toughness of another person's fingers.

Shang Huaiyan's palm trembled slightly.

He recited the six-digit numbers that Yi Baitang wrote slowly in his heart, and after the six numbers were written, he repeated them silently in his heart, and then heard Yi Baitang say: "Today you helped me Very busy."

"What's the matter?" Shang Huaiyan came back to his senses and asked wonderingly.

"..." Yi Baitang was a little distressed, looked at Shang Huaiyan for a moment, and said, "I'll tell you when I figure it out."

Shang Huaiyan wanted to say something else, but Yi Baitang refused to answer.

He directly pressed the person into the soft big bed and layered pillows, stretched the long quilt for the other person, and finally patted the person's hair and forehead: "Okay, good night."

Shang Huaiyan: "...a goodnight kiss?"

Yi Baitang looked at Shang Huaiyan seriously.

Shang Huaiyan shrunk immediately: "Just kidding."

Yi Baitang taught seriously: "That's something only lovers can do."

Shang Huaiyan: "Hahaha, you're right..." Damn it, don't I just want to do something with you like a lover? !

"As for us..."

Yi Baitang suddenly lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Shang Huaiyan's.

The distance between the two suddenly narrowed, and their eyes intersected within a short distance.

Yi Baitang looked at Shang Huaiyan with nervous and expectant eyes, and moved down bit by bit, approaching bit by bit, until the tips of the two people's noses touched the tip of the nose, a little bit of coolness exploded It suddenly turned into a raging fire, and then Yi Baitang suddenly turned his face when his lips were about to touch with the other's, so that the intimate touch turned into a cheek-to-cheek joint.

He looked at the pillow next to Shang Huaiyan's head, and his voice slowly sounded: "It's such a close partnership."

Shang Huaiyan's breath was suspended halfway, and he almost choked.

Just a little bit!

Why didn't I just pretend that my body was a little itchy, moved a bit, and accidentally touched the other person's mouth? !

What about my usual wit and intelligence? !

Out of such deep melancholy and regret, Shang Huaiyan didn't want to say a single unnecessary word, and pulled up the cup sleepily and turned over to sleep.

At the moment when he closed his eyes, he felt:

This bed is too soft, it's okay to sleep for a whole day, but after sleeping for a long time, my back hurts, hiss...

In the future, if you want to make something for Baitang, you still have to try it first, lest it looks fancy but doesn't work.

The room quickly fell silent.

The headlights on the ceiling were turned off, and only one bedside lamp was still shining.The sound of the TV was also turned down to the minimum, only the colorful pictures were still flashing, but soon, even the power of the TV was turned off, so the room was completely quiet, only the sound of wind and breathing still sounded .

At this time, Yi Baitang had already leaned back on the pillow.He looked at Shang Huaiyan who was asleep in a blink of an eye, and his heart was not without worries.

He now faces a daunting task.

He realized that he really wanted to enclose the young sapling in the territory.

He is a chef, and he can control the mouth of the little sapling and prevent him from eating everywhere.

But he is just a chef, and he can't control the little sapling's footsteps and running around, and his eyes are wandering around.

unless……

The little sapling really becomes his sapling√

In fact, he doesn't hate the little sapling.

After several experiments, the close contact with the young saplings does not cause disgust, and sometimes it makes people feel a little interesting.

He didn't mind going further with the little sapling.

But countless stories tell him.

Easy things are never good things.

Then the problem is coming.

How can I make the little sapling feel that he has gone through untold hardships to get himself, and he has to cherish it and treasure it?

"Baitang." Shang Huaiyan who was sleeping next to him suddenly said.

Yi Baitang was taken aback!

The little sapling pretended to be asleep?Did you learn it so quickly? !

But fortunately, I was able to hold my breath and did nothing just now, hum! !

He calmly said, "What's the matter? Still not asleep?"

Shang Huaiyan was half asleep and suddenly remembered something, so he woke up again. He turned over and looked at Yi Baitang: "How do you plan to spend this year's Chinese New Year? How about...together?"

Saying that, Shang Huaiyan turned over, leaned on the pillow and looked at Yi Baitang.

The window is at the head of the bed, and the sky is just outside the window.

There are stars at night, and the starlight diffuses in Shang Huaiyan's pupils.

Yi Baitang looked at Shang Huaiyan condescendingly, and agreed to the other party in Shang Huaiyan's expectation: "Okay."

Then, let's go together.