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Yachen was given 1 ideas, but he could not have imagined that this young man who looked weak and weak as if he was about to fall in a gust of wind, was so capable that he could slap a cockroach to death within three seconds without changing his face.

...well, cockroaches aren't anything scary though.

But in Yachen's 30 years of life, there were not many things to be afraid of, and cockroaches accounted for one of them. He was even more afraid than when he was facing a dead body when he was just admitted to the doctor.

And just now, the young man who has always been thin and fragile picked up Yachen's pot lids and spoons on the ground, wiped them clean one by one, and put them away one by one.

He looks cute and sensible.

Yachen's heart was very complicated.

In his opinion, the object that needs to be protected by himself becomes the object to protect himself in an instant, the gap should not be too big!

"Mr. Yachen?" Ryu waved to Lan Sheng, who was in a daze?

"kindness?"

"I want to ask, is your soup still cooking?" The poor tomato and egg soup is still steaming, probably almost dry now.

"Ah? Ah! By the way, damn it, I forgot about it!" I hurried over and saw that the soup had already boiled to the bottom, and the appearance was also very miserable, and it was impossible to drink it.

Ryu Xianglansheng sighed and shook his head, he knew that this person was a doctor, and doctors were always somewhat clean, so he didn't even think about cooking.

However, he didn't plan to be able to eat the egg soup made by Yachen.

It's just that Yachen has made such a fuss, it may take some time to tidy up the kitchen.

Resigned to his fate, he stepped forward. Originally, he just sneaked down to the kitchen to get something to eat. Now that his stomach is not very full, he has to do physical work again. "Mr. Yachen, let's clean up here first."

After turning off the fire and pouring out the failed egg soup, Asahina Yasomi put the pot in the sink, "It's fine if I come, Lan Sheng should go to sleep first."

"But……"

"Listen to me, it's very late now, if you don't go to bed early at night, you won't grow taller, and Lan Sheng doesn't want to."

Hyuga Lansheng, who was still a little hesitant at first, turned around decisively when he heard these words. Lansheng was still very concerned about his height.

In the kitchen where there was only one person left, Asahina Yasumi shook his head with a wry smile, what a failure...

early morning.

Early in the morning, Ryu Xiang Lansheng was woken up by the sound in his stomach, and wrapped in the quilt, he wriggled a few times like a silkworm baby, rolling from one side of the big bed to the other.

Then he pressed his stomach in pain and groaned, "I'm so hungry..."

After rolling two or three times on the bed, the boy who had already had enough of the bed reluctantly climbed down, and his skin instantly got goosebumps when it touched the air.

After getting dressed quickly, Hyuga Lansheng went downstairs slowly, because he got up too early, and the chef Yu Jing hadn't woken up yet, so there was no breakfast to eat.

no-

The empty dining table made the young man who used to be able to have a hot breakfast downstairs a little dumbfounded.

It's different from what I imagined!

After thinking about it for three seconds, Hyuga Lansheng decisively opened the refrigerator door and found a bottle of milk. After taking a sip, Youjing went downstairs.

"Lan Sheng? You got up so early?" No wonder You Jing was so surprised, because during the few days of living together, the boy always appeared every time the sun rose above the sky.

"Hmm..." After swallowing the milk, Hyuga Lansheng took the time to answer, "I'm hungry."

You Jing was even more surprised, the young man has always had a small appetite like a sparrow, and when he heard him claiming that he was hungry, You Jing almost thought he heard it wrong.

But the surprise was the surprise, Youjing moved very quickly, and within a few strokes, a perfectly shaped fried egg came out on the plate. "Come on, the toast is on the table, and there is peanut butter on the cabinet."

Ryu Xianglan is not bad at eating raw, but the speed is not slow, he bites small bites, and within a short while, most of the breakfast has been settled.

Youjing was still tossing around in the kitchen. At this moment, he seemed to have noticed something was wrong, "Strange, this pot... Did I put it here?"

Hyuga Lansheng had just swallowed the bread, but now he choked and didn't know what to say.

Taking a peek at Youjing who was confused in the kitchen, he decisively pretended not to hear, and remained calm.

At this time, the other brothers were almost up as well. Yachen usually got up early because he had to go to work. At this time, he came down with his bag, and when he heard Youjing's question, his face froze for a moment.

Seeing the young man eating breakfast calmly over there, he didn't know what to do.

As the eldest son, the most embarrassing side of him was seen last night. If he was a mafia, he would have to consider murdering him right now. Unfortunately, he is a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded.

With some ostrich mentality, Yachen lowered his head, walked to the dining table and sat down.

Youjing came out with breakfast, "It's strange, did anyone come to the kitchen last night?"

Ryu Xianglansheng swallowed the last mouthful, and took a sip of milk slowly, "What's the matter, Mr. Youjing?"

"The plates I put out went to other places, and there are a few eggs missing in the refrigerator, and the tomatoes are too. Strange, the brothers in the family don't cook?"

Putting the quilt on the table, Hyuga Lansheng said calmly, "There are so many things in the kitchen, maybe you misremembered Mr. Youjing."

The always rigorous barrister nodded, "Maybe, forget it, it's not a big deal."

This matter was exposed just like that, Asahina Yasumi looked at the young man with some astonishment, this young man who opened his eyes and talked nonsense with a calm expression really opened his eyes.

The young man who was sitting quietly raised his head at this moment, met Shang Yachen's gaze, and smiled slightly, but the shy smile concealed a bit of cunning.