[Crossing the Book] The days when I was a neighbor with the abusive hero

Chapter 76 Let You Taste My King's Barbecue Skills

Thanks to Lonely Saber-toothed Dragon for reminding me, Song Yun and Yang Qingruo who got off topic reminded me of today's date theme.

Song Yun, who just threw Yang Qingruo ten meters away, suddenly remembered the way of getting along with Omega that he had thrown into the corner of his mind. Looking back on what he did today, this was no longer a stepping on thunder, he simply It was a little swan who jumped wildly in the minefield of Omega by spinning and jumping.

Song Yun was immediately shocked.

It was not too late, Song Yun corrected his mistakes, let go of his sternness and ran to Yang Qingruo's side, helped him up, and patted him on the non-existing dust on the mecha, and said with a bit of embarrassment and nervous concern : "Qingruo, did you hurt from the fall?"

Yang Qingruo was in the hands of Song Yun, and his heart was numb as usual: "It doesn't hurt, the mecha you chose has a good protective function, it feels like going on a roller coaster, it's very exciting."

Song Yun heaved a sigh of relief after hearing Yang Qingruo's answer, he believed it to be true, thinking about it from another angle, this dating experience is actually not bad?So he arranged the next process with satisfaction.

"It's good that it's okay. It's getting late. I'll take you to dinner. The barbecue here is delicious."

"Okay, then go and try."

I won’t comment on whether this dating experience was good or not for Yang Qingruo, at least it was definitely impressive. Thinking about it later, the image of Song Yun, a big pig’s hoof, can come to mind vividly.

Thinking of this, Yang Qingruo laughed in the cockpit where Song Yun could not see, and shook his head with emotion, thinking: This alpha is really a steel straight A!

After coming out of the Mecha Pavilion, Song Yun brought Yang Qingruo to a Japanese barbecue restaurant.

This time, Song Yun stopped being so lively, he asked for a private room, entered the Japanese-style sliding door, and immediately grabbed Yang Qingruo after the waiter left.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Qingruo held down the hem of the clothes that Song Yun had pulled, thinking that this humanoid Teddy would not be able to hold back his instincts and began to live every day.This is the last date he wants to keep his precious memories, how can he revert to his old ways before eating.

Relying on Song Yun's strength, Yang Qingruo couldn't hold him down at all, so he easily pulled Yang Qingruo's neckline away a few times, revealing his fair and round shoulders.

If Yang Qingruo accepts his fate, what else can he do with his own teddy alpha?

No matter what, he has already experienced beating-type dating, so he can accept it if he is more aggressive.

Song Yun stretched out his hand to gently cover Yang Qingruo's shoulder, and pinched a shallow strangle mark on his shoulder: "Sorry, I hurt you today."

Yang Qingruo's eyes were closed, and Song Yun's sudden words made him very confused.

Song Yun apologized?

Are you apologizing to him?

And at this time, Yang Qingruo finally realized that when sitting in the cockpit of the mecha, the position where Song Yun fastened his seat belt was the position Song Yun helped him knead at this time. In the shock of being thrown back and forth, his shoulders were also marked by the safety belt. Song Yun knew so much about mechas that he knew the most common injuries for beginners.

Yang Qingruo turned his head and bumped into Song Yun's gray eyes. Cold and sharp is the main color of these gray eyes, but at this moment there is still a slight annoyance in them, which Yang Qingruo has never seen in Song Yun before. mood.

He couldn't help but raise his hand to gently touch Song Yun's handsome and cold face, feeling Song Yun's hot body temperature.

Song Yun tilted his head and leaned close to Yang Qingruo's palm obediently, with thin lips, unable to say any touching words, he only asked him jerkyly with apology: "Does it still hurt?"

Yang Qingruo shook her head: "It doesn't hurt. I have rough skin and thick flesh. If you don't tell me, I won't feel it."

Song Yun helped Yang Qingruo pull up the collar, and buttoned him clumsily: "I'll give you some medicine for blood stasis later on. When I was just learning mechs, I was often injured. That medicine is what I often use. good results."

Song Yun, a big trotter, really doesn't have any experience in helping omega. An ordinary button is in his hand, just like encountering a difficult knot, and he can't button it after a long time.

His irritable temper is also true, his cold and sharp eyes stared at the button in his hand vigorously, his thin lips were pursed tightly, as if he was performing a precise operation, and impatient anger gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Why is this button so small?" Song Yun murmured to himself, with suppressed irritability in his voice, if Yang Qing really doubted that this guy would break his button in the next moment.

What is rare is that Song Yun is willing to endure his violent temper for Yang Qingruo.

The thick-handed alpha man took a deep breath, hugged Yang Qingruo onto his lap, made him face him, and then bent down.

Yang Qingruo laughed, stretched out his hand to cover Song Yun's big hand, and led him to button up his own button slowly, and gave him enough reasons for his childish self-esteem: "It's not convenient for you to button this style backwards. "

As expected, the cloudy weather turned sunny. Looking at the buttons he had fastened with Yang Qingruo's assistance, his eyes were beating with pride: "I want Assistant Li to negotiate with this brand. This kind of buttons is too troublesome."

Negotiating for a button, who is in trouble?

Yang Qingruo got up from Song Yun's lap and sat down opposite him.

At this time, the barbecue set meal they ordered was also delivered. The waiter carefully helped them arrange the plates, set up the oven, roasted the crystal clear pork belly until golden, and then cut it into thin slices with scissors.

Song Yun helped Yang Qingruo fill a bowl full of meat: "Eat more, you're too skinny, and your hands hurt."

Yang Qingruo: "..." Sure enough, the world is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. This straight-A cancer's speaking level cannot be saved.

Yang Qingruo glanced awkwardly at the waiter at the table who was still helping with the barbecue. Although the waiter's professionalism was very good, except for the sizzling sound of the barbecue, he was like a wooden makeup with an extremely low sense of presence, but Yang Qingruo still I feel very embarrassed.

He lowered his head and picked up the cup on the table, trying to hide his embarrassment by drinking water, but ended up gulping down...

"Cough, cough, cough!"

He took the wrong cup, and what he drank was not tea, but sake.

Song Yun glanced at Yang Qingruo's flushed face, then at the waiter who was watching his nose, nose, nose and heart, and waved domineeringly: "I'll bake the rest, and I'll call you when I need it."

As soon as the waiter left and the paper sliding door closed, Song Yun really started to roll up his sleeves, and took over the oven as if he did: "Today, I'll let you try my king's barbecue skills."

In this day and age, alphas are far away from the kitchen, and this is the case in ordinary families, let alone the king of Song Xiaojun who is rich and precious.

Yang Qingruo was very surprised to see Song Yun controlling the heat and turning over the barbecue, and couldn't help but marvel: "You are so versatile, it surprises people."

Hearing this, Song Yun glanced at him both proudly and ostentatiously, and said in a small voice proudly: "I said, to be my omega, I will treat him well and spoil him to heaven."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Yang Qingruo triumphantly, as if to say: How about it, it feels good to be favored by this king, doesn't it?

This stinky peacock man, can anything turn on him once?

Yang Qingruo took Song Yun's chopsticks, picked up a piece of barbecue meat, dipped it in his favorite hot sauce and fed it to his mouth: "Brother Song Yun worked hard on the barbecue, I'll feed it to you, ah, open your mouth."

As soon as Song Yun's brother was called, the lethality was astonishing.

"Ah." Song Yun bit the chopsticks that Yang Qingruo stretched out, gritted his teeth fiercely, then let go, raised his eyes to look straight at Yang Qingruo, and said in a low voice with a piece of meat in his mouth, "Call again to listen." listen."

Yang Qingruo propped his chin and tilted his head to look at him: "Then it depends on your craftsmanship. If I am satisfied with the grilled meat, I will call you again, Song Yun..." After the words, he used his lips silently. Speaking out, the bright red lips reflected the soft light of the Japanese room, with the temptation of infinite reverie.

Song Yun cursed something in a low voice, turned his head to watch the dancing flames in the small stove, and fumbled to flip the barbecue on the shelf.

Seeing that his hands and feet became uncoordinated, Yang Qingruo covered his mouth and laughed sullenly.

While waiting for the barbecue, Yang Qingruo took another sip of sake.

In his previous life, he was actually very good at drinking.Restricted by various conditions in this life, he had no opportunity to come into contact with alcohol, so he choked his throat when he took the first sip, but he quickly adapted to the ignorance of alcohol.

How could he not get used to the ignorance of wine?

Song Yun's pheromone taste is the strongest liquor.

Before he knew it, Yang Qingruo felt steam rising from his body after he drank the sake.

Song Yun didn't drink alcohol, he will drive Yang Qingruo back later.

The grilled meat with a slightly browned surface was put into the plate in front of Yang Qingruo, and Yang Qingruo picked it up and put it in his mouth expectantly.

The scorched surface exploded on the tip of the tongue with a slightly bitter astringency. Song Yun, who is self-confident and domineering, did not miss his favorite chili, but only put chili instead of salt and pepper. There is no other ambiguity except for the spicy taste. Fortunately, the top-quality mutton has been processed beforehand. Apart from the scorched surface, the meat inside is tender and tasteless. Although it is tasteless, it has no fishy smell.

Yang Qingruo chewed carefully, and under Song Yun's eyes eagerly waiting for the evaluation, he showed his acting skills of one point and twenty points, and ate all the unspeakable barbecue meat on the plate without changing his face, and said with a smile: "Song Yun Brother Yun, thank you."

A slightly drunken blush floated on his cheeks, eyes as bright as autumn water looked over, Song Yun couldn't help but leaned over the table and kissed Yang Qingruo's ruddy lips.

This barbecue-flavored kiss was so short that it ended with a shallow touch, so that Song Yun didn't even taste the ambiguity of his baked masterpiece, and he started to roll up his sleeves again with a doting look on his face: "I'm going to kiss you again." Bake some for you, eat more if you like, and eat fatter."

Yang Qingruo was so excited that he no longer wanted to experience the torment of his taste buds, so he eagerly grabbed the position of the grill master: "I'll come, I'll come, you should also try my cooking."

The author has something to say

The self in Song Yun's eyes: I am really the most capable person in everything I do, awesome!

Song Yun in Yang Qingruo's eyes: Husky thought he was a wolf again today, alas, let's cooperate to make him happy.Recently, my work and rest have been a bit upside down, and my spirit is not good. I am going to adjust my biological clock. This is Mr. Chuan Chuan Zzz...

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