That guy teases me every day without knowing it

He waited for a while, then called Cheng Yang again, it was still "on the phone".

After hanging up, he stopped calling and shook his head. Qi Yan felt that his mind was clearer, and he didn't know where to find Cheng Yang, so he had to walk around.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, Qi Yan's eyes were attracted by the darkness.

A black cat, lying lazily on the corridor basking in the sun, felt Qi Yan's gaze, its yellow eyes glanced at Qi Yan, and then stretched.

Qi Yan: "..."

He was sure he just felt the scorn in the cat's eyes! !

Sure enough, it's from that bastard Cheng Yang's family. If he's good, he doesn't want to learn from that bastard Cheng Yang's arrogance.

Thinking of Cheng Yang, Qi Yan decided not to be as knowledgeable as this cat. He walked over and didn't want to get too close, looking at the black cat from a distance of half a meter.

After staring with big eyes and small eyes for a while, Qi Yan curled his lips.

This cat is so fat.he thought silently.

That's right, following Cheng Yang, it's hard not to get fat.he thought again.

The cat didn't know that the guy next to him was complaining about his fatness in his heart. After observing for a while, he felt that the guy wasn't threatening, so he fell back and continued to sleep on him.

Qi Yan looked at it boredly, and wanted to touch it, but when he thought of the habit of sleeping on the ground, his hand stopped abruptly in the air, and he took it back after a pause of two seconds.

"Are you awake?" Cheng Yang's voice suddenly appeared.

Qi Yan turned his head and saw Cheng Yang walking towards him.

"Ah, I've been awake for a while, where have you been?" Qi Yan asked.

"I'll just walk around casually." Cheng Yang teased, "You can sleep well, and you can sleep all afternoon. I was thinking of taking you to the river to play."

"Go now, it's still early, less than five o'clock." Qi Yan stood up and looked at his watch.

"Then just wait a little longer and go after dinner." Cheng Yang said.

Qi Yan nodded, saw the black cat beside him, and asked, "This cat belongs to your family? Does it have a name?"

It was only then that Cheng Yang noticed the cat behind Qi Yan. He walked over, knelt down, and stroked the head of the black cat: "It's called Big Fatty, and it has been at our house for several years."

"Big name? Does it have a nickname?" Qi Yan looked at the black cat with a little sympathy in his eyes at the moment. The first name is "big fat", so what is the nickname?

"The nickname is Xiaopang." Cheng Yang said this with a serious expression, "It is too fat now, and the nickname is no longer suitable for it. We generally call it by the big name now."

Qi Yan couldn't bear it anymore, and laughed twice: "This name..."

"What's wrong with the name?" Cheng Yang stretched out his hand to touch the black cat's head, and barked twice, "Big fat, big fat!"

Fatty fell asleep and was suddenly disturbed, and meowed a few words in displeasure.

"Look, Renda Fatty himself has recognized this name." Cheng Yang was rather proud.

What can a cat know?Qi Yan couldn't complain, and said, "If you sleep well, don't bother him."

Cheng Yang rubbed hard twice, causing Fatty to look up at him frequently. He stood up and said to Fatty, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore, sleep with you quickly."

Qi Yan helped his forehead.

Cheng Yang walked into the house and asked, "What would you like to eat?"

"Anything is fine." Qi Yan followed behind him.

Cheng Yang laughed as soon as he heard it: "Not bad, I can accept it no matter how bad it is, it seems that I am convinced by my cooking skills."

Qi Yan really wanted to reply, but after thinking about it, this food is really delicious, so let him be proud of it for a while.

Cheng Yang was indeed very proud, walked to the sink, squeezed some hand sanitizer, and was still smiling when he rubbed his hands.

Seeing this guy rubbing his hands for five or six minutes, Qi Yan remembered the hidden attribute of this guy's cleanliness. Just now, he touched the big fat cat for so long. It's really rare. This must be true love, otherwise he won't be able to touch it.

"What are we eating?" Qi Yan watched Cheng Yang open the refrigerator, staring at the refrigerator for a while without moving.

"I didn't think about it." Cheng Yang touched his chin and looked at Qi Yan, "Come and see, what do you want to eat?"

Qi Yan glanced into the refrigerator twice, and immediately saw two big tomatoes. He said, "Eat those two red ones."

Cheng Yang laughed: "They call it Tomato."

After speaking, Cheng Yang took out the two tomatoes, put them in a basin, filled them with water and soaked them.

"What else do you want to eat?" Cheng Yang folded his arms around his chest, he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, "If you can't remember the name, you can ask me."

Qi Yan glanced at him with a disdainful expression.Looking into the refrigerator, it was full of ingredients. The only thing he could name was the box of meat, eggs, shiitake mushrooms, and... that vegetable that couldn't identify the specific type.

"Eggs." Qi Yan said.

"The two tomatoes just now are scrambled eggs, you can choose another one." Cheng Yang said and took two eggs.

Didn't you just take out what you want to use?Qi Yan slandered.He had no choice but to look at the refrigerator again, pointing at the mushrooms: "Mushrooms."

"Okay, let's make a soup with mushrooms and meat. It's not good to eat only mushrooms." Cheng Yang teased Qi Yan for a while, and didn't hope that Qi Yan could choose a reliable dish. He took out mushrooms and meat, It is also soaked in water first.

Qi Yan touched his nose and followed Cheng Yang.

Cheng Yang washed the tomatoes and was about to cut them, when Qi Yan said, "I'll cut them, let me play."

Cheng Yang laughed: "All right, all you have to do is play." Then he handed the knife to Qi Yan, "Be careful."

Qi Yan took the knife and gestured at the tomato. Cheng Yang couldn't stand it, and said, "Well, let me show you a demonstration first."

After speaking, Cheng Yang took the knife, first cut it lengthwise, and then lined up the two cut halves, and cut them into slices in a neat row.

"You can play." Cheng Yang gave the knife to Qi Yan.

Qi Yan imitated Cheng Yang's example, and first made a vertical cut. Apart from the fact that the cut was not as easy as Cheng Yang's cut, there was no other problem.

Qi Yan didn’t follow Cheng Yang’s example and cut both halves at once. He did half and half, but it was not easy. Tomatoes are easy to slip. The film is so crooked that I can hardly bear to look directly at it.

Qi Yan caught up with this, he cut very slowly, although the effect of cutting was not satisfactory, but at least it was finished.

"Huh." Qi Yan exhaled, and put the cut into a plate, Cheng Yang laughed when he saw him like this.

Qi Yan asked: "Is there anything else to cut?"

Cheng Yang laughed twice: "Is it fun?"

Qi Yan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and went to get the shiitake mushrooms soaked next to him.

"You are really addicted." Cheng Yang had no choice but to cut a mushroom for him as a demonstration. Seeing that Qi Yan was playing with the mushroom, he took another knife and started cutting beside him Meat.

He was really afraid that this guy would still want to cut meat. Meat is not as good as vegetables, so it is easy to cut, so he should cut it himself quickly.

The two of them finished cutting together in a short while, and Cheng Yang quickly prepared the dishes. After eating, Cheng Yang locked the door and said to Qi Yan, "Let's go."

It was evening, and the west was glowing red, Cheng Yang and Qi Yan were walking side by side on the country road, the slanting sunlight stretched their shadows very long.

Qi Yan followed Cheng Yang to a small bridge. The small bridge was built quite distinctively. There was a raised stone pier two meters away. Cheng Yang walked over and sat down by the bridge.

Qi Yan was startled, and quickly grabbed his clothes, and only noticed under the bridge when he was done grabbing.

This river is small, but the river channel is quite large. The small river runs through the middle, and the rest of the river channel is full of sand. Standing where Cheng Yang is sitting and looking down, the bridge is quite short. The distance between the sand and the feet is less than two meters.

Qi Yan was a little embarrassed, withdrew his hand, and sat down next to him, following Cheng Yang's example.

"Don't worry, I do things in my heart." Noticing Qi Yan's movements, Cheng Yang said something, with the corners of his mouth curled up, obviously in a good mood.

"Sitting on the edge of the bridge is quite reasonable." Qi Yan said sullenly.

"This bridge is not high." Cheng Yang said.

"I don't know." Qi Yan said

"Okay, okay, next time I do something dangerous, I promise to let you know first." Cheng Yang said immediately.

Qi Yan hooked the corners of his mouth, but didn't speak.

Cheng Yang looked to the west and followed the gurgling river. There was a mountain at the end of the river. The sun had already set, and there were only a few clouds hovering around the mountain, glowing red.

"Hey, why don't I see you painting anymore?" Cheng Yang asked, he kind of missed the feeling when he was watching Qi Yan's painting next to him that morning.

"I don't want to draw anymore." Qi Yan replied after a while, he exhaled, put his hands on the bridge, tilted his head upwards, and closed his eyes.

"Huh? Why? I think your paintings are pretty." Cheng Yang didn't understand.

Qi Yan opened his eyes, looked at the river flowing below, and said, "The first time I learned to paint was because Mu Qian told my mother that I was too out of character, learning to paint can calm my temper."

"Jump? Can't tell." Cheng Yang sighed with a smile.

"I used to... I don't really remember it, it seems to be quite detached." Qi Yan scratched his head, talking about painting, he was in a depressed mood, but was interrupted by Cheng Yang, just rose The little depression disappeared.

"My mother sent me to learn painting. After the first class at that time, the teacher assigned a homework and asked us to draw a picture. The name was 'Our Family'. I painted Mu They were quite happy when Qian painted it." Qi Yan smiled, "Later, my mother left, and since I learned to paint, I hoped that Mu Qian would be happy. I'm going to draw another picture after I'm quiet here for a while, and I won't do it in the future."

"You are too quiet, you don't need to stop painting, it's so boring, can you keep painting?" Cheng Yang said.

Qi Yan smiled, he knew that this guy deliberately blurred the point.

"Is the one you drew last time the last painting?" Cheng Yang asked.

"Well, I chose to come here because I heard that the scenery here is good." Qi Yan said.

"You can show me that painting next time. I didn't see it clearly that day." Cheng Yang said.

Qi Yan's expression froze suddenly, thinking of something, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Well, let me give you that painting." Qi Yan said.

"Really?" Cheng Yang's eyes lit up.

Qi Yan laughed when he saw him like this, but he couldn't really give the painting to Cheng Yang, so he said, "I'll bring it to you the day after tomorrow."

"Not tomorrow?" Cheng Yang asked.

"... There are still some things that haven't been painted." Qi Yan looked to the side, "Besides, don't others have to sign their names when they send paintings? I have to learn how to say it."

Cheng Yang smiled: "That's fine, I'll wait."

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The junior high school part is coming to an end, happy (^[-]^)/~~