[Rebirth] Desire of the tongue

After eating a whole piece of mousse, Ling Tianhan drank another bowl of soup before reluctantly preparing to bid farewell to Ye Qianfan.Ye Xing had been standing at the door for almost three full hours, and he looked at the kitchen with an indescribably complicated expression.

"It tastes good." Ling Tianhan yawned lazily, and said to Ye Qianfan.His movements are very elegant, and he is not afraid of being hot at all. Under Ye Qianfan's stare, he almost drank the whole pot of soup, leaving only the ribs and tomatoes.

Fortunately, he doesn't really want to eat meat now, so he left some for Ye Qianfan: "I'm going to sleep."

"...Good night?" Ye Qianfan didn't notice Ye Xing's complicated eyes looking at him, all his attention was now on the clean pot of soup.

"I want to eat fish tomorrow." Ling Tianhan didn't treat Ye Qianfan as an outsider at all, and he didn't hesitate to order: "Make it spicy."

"..." Ye Qianfan looked at Ling Tianhan and said nothing.

"And my cake." Finally standing up from the stool, Ling Tianhan smiled at Ye Qianfan—he was already handsome, but he looked even better when he smiled: "Put more sugar."

"Okay." Ye Qianfan replied in a low voice.

"Good night then." Ling Tianhan narrowed his eyes and smiled at Ye Qianfan: "Dear Mr. Chef."

Ye Qianfan watched Ling Tianhan walk out slowly, he suddenly felt that Ling Tianhan's walking posture was a bit strange, ordinary people would have slight pauses when walking, but Ling Tianhan was not so much walking as he was floating...

Ye Xing watched Ling Tianhan leave the kitchen, glanced at Ye Qianfan, and then followed him, leaving Ye Qianfan and a messy table.

Ye Qianfan sighed, took a bowl to put the remaining ribs in, sat on the table by himself and gnawed silently.

Not long after, Ye Xing, who had escorted Ling Tianhan away, came back. He looked at Ye Qianfan who was sitting at the table gnawing ribs, with a flash of astonishment in his eyes.

"Do you want ribs?" The attitude towards Ye Xing was more casual, Ye Qianfan raised his head and asked.

"No need." Ye Xing couldn't eat anymore, he thought of the scene where Ling Tianhan and Ye Qianfan were sitting and talking in this room just now, and he felt cold sweat all over his body.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qianfan wondered, "Why is your head covered in sweat?"

After Ye Xing was silent for a moment, he said in a deep voice, "If possible...you'd better have less contact with him in the future."

"Oh, good." Ye Qianfan was taken aback, seeing that Ye Xing didn't look like he was joking.

"He..." Ye Xing looked at Ye Qianfan hesitating to speak, but in the end he didn't say anything. He stood up, nodded at Ye Qianfan, then turned and left. Before leaving, he did not forget to ask: "Early tomorrow sleep."

"En, okay." Ye Qianfan was a little at a loss by the strange atmosphere, but fortunately, the shock and anger he received from Jia Yuxing's phone call during the day were weakened, and he slowly cleaned up after he calmed down. In the kitchen, by the time I got to bed, it was almost three o'clock in the morning.

Lying on the big soft bed, Ye Qianfan slowly fell asleep.

At seven o'clock the next morning, Ye Xing knocked on Ye Qianfan's door on time.Ye Qianfan, who was awakened by the knock on the door, rubbed his sleepy eyes, greeted Ye Xing and began to wash up.

In July, the dawn came very early in City A. Ye Qianfan saw the bright sunshine pouring in from the window after washing up.Sunny weather will always make people feel better, Ye Qianfan hooked the corners of his lips, dressed neatly, and followed Ye Xing to the kitchen.

Because I remembered Ling Tianhan's order yesterday, Ye Qianfan was going to make him more desserts today. To be honest, if Jia Yuxing didn't like making Western-style desserts very much, and learned a lot with Ye Qianfan, I guess Ye Qianfan would have to go through it. Only after the recipe can he come up with something to make for Ling Tianhan.

Egg tarts are one of Ye Qianfan's favorite desserts. They are not too sweet. You don't have to worry about eating more than a dozen at a time. What I want is that the recipe is relatively simple.

Originally, it took a long time to make egg tart skins, but Ye Qianfan was very surprised to find ready-made egg tart skins in the refrigerator in the kitchen. After tasting a little, he found that they were very fresh.So Ye Qianfan decided to steal Xiaolan, he took out the egg tart wrappers in the refrigerator and started making egg tarts.

Add milk, white sugar, egg yolk, and whipped cream into the bowl in a specific order and stir evenly, then stir the fine low-gluten flour and liquid until the flour is no longer visible, Ye Qianfan puts the egg tart on the oven, Add egg tart liquid inside, turn off the oven and set the proper temperature and time before starting to do other things.

Ye Qianfan remembered that Ling Tianhan said that he likes to eat sweets, so after hesitating for a moment, he decided to make a cream biscuit for Ling Tianhan—this dessert is even simpler and cruder, just spread a big dollop of cream directly on the baked biscuit up.

After finishing Ling Tianhan's breakfast, Ye Qianfan started to prepare what he wanted to eat again. He didn't like to eat too sweet things for breakfast, so he just boiled a pot of vegetable porridge, and then made a cold potato shreds, which he prepared yesterday The yeast steamed a basket of steamed buns.

The aroma of food permeated the entire kitchen, Ye Qianfan was seriously cutting the shredded potatoes, without even noticing that there was an extra person in the kitchen unknowingly.

"What are you doing?" Ling Tianhan's voice suddenly sounded behind Ye Qianfan, he was so scared that he almost cut his finger, Ye Qianfan turned his head in surprise: "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I come." The pajamas on his body were changed into a set of loose casual clothes. At this time, Ling Tianhan still looked very weak, his lips showed an unhealthy grayish white color, as if he had lost too much blood: " Can I eat it?"

"The egg tart has just been made." Ye Qianfan took another look at Ling Tianhan: "Are you feeling unwell? You look so ugly."

"It's okay." Ling Tianhan replied lightly, all his attention is now on Ye Qianfan's freshly made egg tart.The appearance of the egg tart is very good. The golden color and the red beans dotted on it make people appetite greatly. The rich egg fragrance makes people move their index fingers. Ling Tianhan just took one look and picked it up without hesitation. got one.

"Eat slowly, it's hot." Ye Qianfan watched as Ling Tianhan took a big bite of the egg tart.

However, what happened in the next second was beyond Ye Qianfan's imagination—Ling Tianhan spit out the egg tart from his mouth without hesitation.

"Unpalatable." These two words made Ye Qianfan's expression stiff, he opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.

Ling Tianhan's expression was also not good. He looked at the remaining half of the egg tart, and after a moment of silence, he carefully stuck out his tongue, avoiding the egg tart skin and slowly nibbling at the soft center of the egg tart.

"The skin is really unpalatable." Ling Tianhan ate the center part of the remaining egg tart, and threw the egg tart skin into the trash can: "It smells like a refrigerator."

"..." Ye Qianfan's expression became even stiffer - of course he understood what Ling Tianhan's words meant, the skin of that egg tart was picked out of the refrigerator!

"Is there nothing else to eat?" Ling Tianhan looked at Ye Qianfan, obviously very dissatisfied with the egg tarts.

"There are still biscuits." Ye Qianfan felt his own voice was a little weak: "It's still baking, after baking, I'll spread butter for you."

"En." Ling Tianhan was satisfied now.

"Do you want to drink some milk..." Ye Qianfan originally planned to make Ling Tianhan eat oatmeal as the staple food for breakfast, but now it seems a bit impossible - because he also took the oatmeal out of the refrigerator.

"Don't drink." Ling Tianhan said, "What are you doing?"

"I'm making shredded potatoes." Ye Qianfan said, "I also made some porridge...do you want some?"

"Okay." Ling Tianhan propped his chin and yawned lazily. Although it was morning, he still looked weak as if he hadn't woken up much: "Can you make it more spicy?"

"It's not good to eat too spicy in the morning." Ye Qianfan didn't compromise, he lowered his head and began to cut his potato shreds seriously.

Ling Tianhan sat behind Ye Qianfan, not feeling bored, he watched everything in the kitchen expressionlessly, and finally moved his eyes to Ye Qianfan.

Ling Tianhan felt that he was probably too lonely, because he would actually feel it. Just sitting here and watching Ye Qianfan cook is also a good pastime. Watching Ye Qianfan's beautiful fingers fluttering on the chopping board is almost like watching a pianist. Playing is also eye-catching.

Ye Qianfan finished shredding the potatoes, and the biscuits in the oven were finally baked. He glanced at the bored Ling Tianhan, and decided to butter the biscuits first.

"Paint more." Ling Tianhan looked at Ye Qianfan's movements and smiled happily: "Can you paint on both sides...?"

"It's all painted on, how do you get it?" Ye Qianfan responded casually to Ling Tianhan.

"It's okay." Ling Tianhan thought for a while and said, "I don't mind getting cream on my fingers." Even though he said that, he didn't ask Ye Qianfan any more, but picked up Ye Qianfan and spread the cream I happily gnawed on the biscuits.

Seeing Ling Tianhan eating happily, the corners of Ye Qianfan's mouth curled up in a good mood.

"You eat first." Ye Qianfan painted the last biscuit and said to Ling Tianhan, "I'll make potato shreds first."

Ling Tianhan was noncommittal, and put all his energy on this plate of biscuits covered with rich cream - he hasn't eaten such delicious food for a long time.