with Jian Chengfeng

"How do you know that my mother is in the hospital?" Qi Feng asked, "You investigate me?"

"Xiaofeng, you are too extreme." Jian Yan took a bite of the fritters and said, "I am just showing proper concern for you as a boyfriend, not an investigation."

Qi Feng watched him say this seriously, and since he didn't know how to refute, he forcibly changed the topic: "Why do you ask for leave for me? Did you ask me why? You just like it so much. Make decisions for someone else?"

"Xiao Feng." Jian Yan put the fried dough sticks on the table, looked at him and said, "You are so easily influenced by your emotions, even if you go to school in your current state, you won't be able to learn it. It's just a waste of time."

"How do you know that I can't learn, how do you know that I will waste time." Qi Feng shouted: "You are not me, how do you know?"

"Okay." Jian Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "You go to class, do you know why I asked for leave? You had a fever, became confused and fainted on the way, I will send you home to take care of you, you go to class now Ah, let the teacher guess the relationship between us with your lively appearance."

Then he shrugged: "Anyway, I don't care, you can go if you want."

"In short, you..."

Qi Feng took off his half-worn shoes and threw them on Jian Yan's face.

Jian Yan hid in the past, and said in a serious manner: "Sit down and eat something. I stewed a chicken, and I will take it to the hospital to feed your mother later."

Qi Feng snorted softly, sat down reluctantly, and stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth.

The Xiaolongbao has a thin skin, a lot of meat, and is full of juice, which is very delicious.

Qi Feng ate several in a row, Jian Yan drank a cup of soy milk after finishing the fried dough sticks, and watched him eat with his chin propped up.

Qi Feng was a little annoyed by him, swallowed the bun in his mouth, turned around and went into the kitchen, which was separated from the living room only by a curtain.

The fire was on on the stove, and the rising water vapor creaked against the lid of the pot, and the rich fragrance wafted out from inside, and suddenly penetrated into Qi Feng's nostrils.

Qi Feng opened the lid of the pot and poked the chicken with chopsticks. It was already stewed, and it should have been stewed for a long time.

It’s a bit far from home to the vegetable market, and it takes half an hour to get there on foot. There’s a herbal medicine shop next to the vegetable market. In short, he probably went there to buy local chicken and medicinal herbs. It takes an hour and a half to go back and forth. Clean up the chicken, boil the water and stew it, in short, how early did you get up!

Is he still a rich young master?

After thinking about it, Qi Feng picked up a piece of chicken breast and took two bites. The taste was not bad, quite delicious.He put down his chopsticks and reached out to tear the chicken leg.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, it was scalded by the steam, and he gritted his teeth in pain.

Jian Yan leaned on the door with folded arms and looked at him: "Why are you in such a hurry, turn off the fire first, and eat after the mist clears."

Qi Feng snorted, turned off the fire and walked out from Jianyan's side. Jianyan glanced at his burnt fingers, took out a series of usable things such as alcohol from the drawer, and went to the supermarket to buy a wound. Post back.

Qi Feng was holding the ice cubes he took out from the refrigerator to apply to his hands. Jian Yan pulled his hand over, skillfully popped the blisters on his hands with a needle sterilized with alcohol, and used a cotton swab to squeeze the blisters out. The pus was wiped off, some medicine was applied around the wound, and finally a bandage was put on.

He did a series of movements smoothly and without any procrastination. Qi Feng suspected that he was often injured when he was a child and he took care of the wounds himself.

Hum

Qi Feng looked at the band-aid in his hand, and said without words: "Cartoon pattern, you still like this style."

Jian Yan put the things back in place, sat down and looked at him again: "If you don't like it, I'll change it for you, and I'll go to the small supermarket downstairs to buy another one for you to put on."

"Forget it." Qi Feng said.

"That's fine." Jian Yan smiled, turned and walked into the kitchen, tore a piece of chicken leg and put it in a bowl, and put it in front of Qi Feng: "Eat it, if it's not enough, there's still a chicken leg inside."

"Aren't you going to eat?" Qi Feng asked.

"Eat more, I'm not hungry." Jian Yan said, "It was originally stewed for you."

"You..." Qi Feng took a bite of the chicken leg and said, "Didn't you stew it for my mother?"

"It's mainly you." Jian Yan said softly, "The second is your mother."

Qi Feng felt that he was sick, so he had nothing to say, and he was so blocked that he could say nothing.With a sullen head, he ate the chicken legs in the bowl.

"Are you full?" Jian Yan asked, "Do you want me to add another chicken leg?"

"Think of me as a pig." Qi Feng pushed the bowl aside.

"Isn't it?" Jian Yan smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I just want to raise you as a pig. Qi Xiaozhu or Feng Zhuzhu?"

"You are sick." Qi Feng cursed, and walked into the kitchen with the bowl.He took out the lunch box, rinsed it under the tap, tore off half a chicken and stuffed it in, then filled the half pot of chicken soup, and covered the lunch box.

Jian Yan sat on the sofa and watched him open the curtain and came out with a smile, thinking to himself: I'd better call you Qi Xiaozhu, Maple Pig—let's forget about Mad Pig.

Qi Feng glanced at him and said, "I'm going to the hospital."

Jian Yan hummed and stood up: "Let's go."

The rain outside has stopped, the sun shines on the puddles on the ground, reflecting light, and the air is extremely fresh.

Jian Yan reached out and put his hand on Qi Feng's shoulder, and was slapped so hard by Qi Feng that his finger bones ached for a long time.

Jian Yan covered her hands and glared at him, then smiled, her smile was very happy and contagious.

Qi Feng glanced at him, and couldn't help laughing in a trance, and the two laughed at each other for a long time.