The reborn male god is a foodie

It was already one o'clock in the morning when he was full of food and drink, so Zhang Yi booked the best three-star hotel in the small county. The hotel was close, and a group of people greeted each other and prepared to go there.

Some people were drunk and unconscious, and those who didn't drink much had to work together to help them walk.

Tang Shaoke also drank a lot, and his eyes were a little dazed. Su Yu looked around but couldn't find Mi Wei and Yan Cheng.

Just about to ask for help, everyone put on an expression that I understand and patted Su Yu and left.

"What do you know, hello!" Su Yu was speechless.

Zhang Yi ran back, and stuffed Tang Shaoke's room card into Su Yu's hand, "Both of your managers are drunk, luckily you didn't drink much, old Tang will be counting on you." .”

Before he could react, Zhang Yi disappeared like a gust of wind again.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one in the food stall. If it weren't for the messy cups and plates on the table, Su Yu would have wondered if he was dreaming.

The lady proprietress was humming a little tune and closing the stall, but her eyes kept sneaking over.

"Why do I always feel like I've seen it somewhere?" She was looking at Tang Shaoke.

Su Yu was startled, and subconsciously turned to the side to block the fiery eyes of the proprietress, supported Tang Shaoke and went out.

In the small county town in the early morning, there is no trace of popularity in the bleakness. The roads illuminated by the few remaining street lights are somewhat dim.

The person in front had already walked 200 meters, Su Yu glanced at Tang Shaoke, and sighed, that's all, who told him that this was his male god.

Fortunately, the drunk Tang Shaoke behaved like a child and let Su Yu lead him away.

But not far away, Tang Shaoke suddenly broke free from his hand, and squatted down without saying a word.

The force with which the fingers were thrown away was astonishing. Su Yu looked at Tang Shaoke in puzzlement, and wanted to pull him up, but Tang Shaoke held on tightly to the street lamp and refused to let go.

Really like a child.

Su Yu smiled and squatted down too, but saw Tang Shaoke lowering his head, and the low whimpering sound came into his ears, the sound was so small that he couldn't hear it clearly, but there was a faint sound.

It was as fine as a newborn kitten, and the not-so-sharp paws just scratched lightly but left traces in his heart. Su Yu gradually suppressed the smile on his face, only feeling the pain in his heart.

In his previous life, Tang Shaoke was an internationally renowned top movie star, but he was not as good as an [-]th-line actor, so naturally there was no intersection, but in Su Yu's eyes, Tang Shaoke was always dressed properly, without a trace of wrinkled suit, tall With a cold face, he looked like an omnipotent king.

After living a new life, he saw Tang Shaoke wearing casual sportswear, seeing this big man playing with a temper, and even seeing Tang Shaoke's obsession with food. Now, Su Yu feels a little distressed, this is almost offered. The man in the altar would not dare to show his fragility on weekdays.

Su Yu half-kneeled, and gently stroked the ends of his hair with his palm. Tang Shaoke's hair was hard, as tough as a little hedgehog.

What came into my ears was a low whisper.

Su Yu moved closer.

"Why don't you recognize me?"

"I can recognize you, why can't I recognize you?"

Intermittently, it was more like talking to himself, but the voice was not as deep and magnetic as usual, and it was a little soft and aggrieved, which made people want to hug him.

Su Yu's fingers gently patted Tang Shaoke's back a few times, and his voice was slow and slow, "I recognize you."

There was no question, no explanation, just a firm statement that I recognize you, Su Yu could clearly feel that Tang Shaoke's body relaxed a bit, and his drooping head finally lifted up.

Eye sockets were still red, she pursed her lips tightly, and looked at Su Yu with a pitiful tone: "Really?"

"Well, really." Su Yu lied without changing his face, and felt relieved when he saw Tang Shaoke's mood gradually eased.

The street lamp was released, but Tang Shaoke's clothes were covered with dust. Su Yu stretched out his hand without saying a word.

Tang Shaoke's palms were naturally facing each other, fingers intertwined, and a cunning flashed in his lowered eyes.

Back at the hotel, Su Yu sent Tang Shaoke back to the room, but when he went to the bathroom to get a towel, when he came out, he saw that his male god had taken off only a pair of underwear.

Su Yu raised his forehead, what's the matter.

The windows were open all around, and the room was still a bit chilly. Seeing Tang Shaoke's willingness to continue taking off, Su Yu was so frightened that he hugged the quilt in two or three steps and covered him tightly.

In a trance, he seemed to see the attractive chocolate abs, and there was a burst of heat in his heart. Su Yu shook his head suddenly, his face was a little embarrassed, this is a male god, what was he thinking?

Tang Shaoke was so muffled that he couldn't breathe. Su Yu raised his eyes full of confusion, and his heart trembled. He didn't dare to think about it any more. He wiped Tang Shaoke's face with concentration and put on his pajamas. Looking back, Tang Shaoke was already fast asleep.

Although the quiet sleeping face looks sharp and sharp, it does not have the sharpness of acting.

Su Yu chuckled, covered Tang Shaoke with the quilt again, and turned off the light.

After saying goodnight in a low voice, she turned and went back to her room.

With a "click", the door was locked. In the darkness, a pair of eyes were shining brightly, the eyes were full of clarity, and the corners of the mouth became more and more curved.

"Little thing, good night." She fell asleep with a proud voice.

Before the alarm clock rang, there was a lot of chatter at the door. Su Yu rubbed his eyes and opened the door to look outside. Tian Haitao and the others had already woken up and were ready to go downstairs for breakfast.

Seeing Su Yu's apparent appearance of being awakened from sleep, they smiled embarrassedly and asked Su Yu in a low voice if they wanted to be together.

Su Yu shook his head and went back to the room.

I lay back on the bed but I didn't feel sleepy anymore. After thinking about it, I changed my clothes and went downstairs. I went to the small bakery next door to buy a bag of sliced ​​bread. By the way, I asked someone to fill it with some butter, and then I turned back to the hotel.

The master in the kitchen stuffed Bao Zhonghua, the master smiled like a Maitreya Buddha, and happily lent the kitchen to Su Yu, and brought a bag of ground soybean flour by the way.

Su Yu picked up some soybean flour and tasted it in his mouth. It was rough and made his throat a little louder, so he had to pour a little on the chopping board and grind it finely with a rolling pin for a long time before adding water to make a paste.

There were only slices of fresh bread, so Su Yu had no choice but to make do with it. He removed the four corners and cut into croutons.

The oil pan was on fire, and the croutons were thrown into it all at once. After a little frying, it turned into an attractive golden yellow.

The almost transparent cream was put into the pot, a little broth was poured, and some salt was sprinkled less, and the soybean paste and fried flour were stirred in constantly, and it took a while for the juice to be collected.

Two bowls were poured out, and a layer of dried rusk was sprinkled on top.

He fried two eggs with the hot oil just now, a few slices of bacon, sliced ​​the tomato, washed the lettuce, made two simple sandwiches with sliced ​​bread, and then returned to the second floor with the tray.

Just as he was about to knock on the door, there was a creak, and the door opened from the inside, and Tang Shaoke stood at the door fully dressed.

"Uh, that, Brother Tang, do you want to have some breakfast together?" When Su Yu thought of the male god last night, he felt that his whole body was filled with a maternal radiance, and he smiled softly.

Tang Shaoke glanced at it. The light yellow thick soup seemed to be delicious, and turned around lightly to get out of the way.

Just as Su Yu entered the room, Zhang Yi's loud voice rang out from outside the door, "Hey, Old Tang, how did you know I was coming?"

Zhang Yi didn't receive Tang Shaoke's substantive gaze that was about to kill someone. Seeing Tang Shaoke's move to close the door, Zhang Yi quickly took two steps forward.

"Last night, I poured out those two big light bulbs for you. You can't cross the river and tear down the bridge."

Zhang Yi forced his way in, and before he finished speaking, he saw Su Yu in the room carrying breakfast.

"Oh shit." Zhang Yi covered his eyes and backed out, "Go on, go on."

He ran away as if fleeing for his life, and drove away all the idlers who were about to call Su Yu back to the crew.

Su Yu was confused by this, and Tang Shaoke closed the door calmly, "Don't pay attention to him, he has a habit of convulsions."