It's too hard for a green tea man to match him

The phone didn't ring again, so Si Ting probably realized that something was wrong.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Shen Mingdeng asked without further explanation, changing the subject.

Yu Qiu talked and laughed freely: "Brother Ting is coming, I'll ask him."

It's as if he doesn't know what embarrassment is.

Shen Mingdeng suddenly discovered that the more he got along with each other, the more complicated his feelings for Yu Qiu became.

He is no longer a simple little green tea, but a more lively and unique Yuqiu.

Yu Qiu didn't know what he was thinking, so he sent a WeChat on his own: [Brother Ting, you just said you were going to come to the greenhouse, so let's have dinner together tonight, what do you want to eat? [cute]】

It took Si Ting a long while to reply: [... You are not with Lao Shen, are you? 】

Yu Qiu raised his eyebrows lightly: [Well, he was driving just now, so it's inconvenient to answer the phone. 】

【Brother Ting: Kneel and kowtow.jpg】

【Brother Ting: Sorry, I was wrong.jpg】

[Brother Ting: Xiaoqiu, just think I farted just now, don't take it seriously, I'm a fucking bitch! 】

It wasn't that Yu Qiu didn't care at all, but he had figured it out a long time ago. It was well known that Shen Mingdeng didn't like him, so there was nothing to say.

He replied: [It's nothing, everyone knows that he doesn't like me, and you are right. 】

【Brother Ting: It's his poor eyesight! 】

The corners of Yu Qiu's lips curled up, and he asked casually, "How is that classmate Meng?" 】

This time, without him as the "green tea male partner" to disrupt the situation, Si Ting and Meng Pingjiang should go well.

[Brother Ting: I have already sent someone to communicate, Xiaoqiu, you are really smart, you can think of this method of arranging work! 】

[Yu Qiu: You haven't said what you want to eat tonight. 】

【Brother Ting: It's fine, I'm not picky about food. 】

[Yu Qiu: Okay, then I'll look at it and buy it. 】

[Brother Ting: Are you cooking?Shocked.jpg]

【Yu Qiu: [呲牙]】

After sending the WeChat message, he said without looking up: "Go to the fresh food supermarket first."

Shen Mingdeng: "Huh?"

"I cook." Yu Qiu turned his head and turned out of the window.

The reason why he feels that the dream is a personal experience is because he now knows the skills he learned in the dream, such as cooking and embroidery.

After his leg was broken, he liked to live alone, so he taught himself a lot of life skills, and he was quite good at cooking.

Shen Mingdeng didn't talk nonsense, and directly navigated to the nearest supermarket.

There were not many people in the supermarket at this point, so Yu Qiu picked out a few of his favorite foods, and said to Shen Mingdeng, "I'll buy Brother Ting some of his favorite foods, and you pick them yourself."

Shen Mingdeng thought that Si Ting had reported it on WeChat, so he nodded in agreement without thinking too much.

"Is there all the seasoning in the kitchen?" Yu Qiu asked.

Shen Mingdeng: "...it should be."

He copied a copy from his home kitchen.

Yu Qiu didn't speak anymore, and the silence between the two of them was as if they were performing a mime.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when I returned to my residence with a big bag and a small bag.Yu Qiu went straight to the kitchen, leaving Shen Mingdeng with a thin and slender back.

"Yu Qiu." Shen Mingdeng called him.

Yu Qiu turned around, "What?"

The sunlight penetrates the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and is plated on the light-colored walls and floors like gold, reflecting a soft and gentle light, which just falls on the young man.

The pale crimson T-shirt and cloud blue jeans on him became the only bright colors in this deserted room.

Bright and vivid.

But not abrupt.

Shen Mingdeng looked into his clear eyes with a sincere expression: "Perhaps, I misunderstood you before."

In the few times they met, they were not happy with each other.

Yu Qiu was taken aback for a moment, but quickly came back to his senses, and asked with a half-smile, "Are you apologizing to me?"

"It's to resolve the misunderstanding."

Shen Mingdeng didn't think he was at fault, after all, he didn't force Yu Qiu to say those jokes.

Yu Qiu was noncommittal, lifted the bag in his hand, tilted his head and said: "Time is a little tight, I can't do it alone."

Shen Mingdeng said helplessly, "...together."

The kitchen space is not small, and the two of them are not crowded in the same room, and there is still a considerable distance between them.

"Where's the apron?" Yu Qiu asked.

Shen Ming paused, and took out two new aprons from the locker, one was pink and the other was still pink.

Yu Qiu:?

"I copied a set of kitchen utensils from the kitchen at home," Shen Mingdeng tried to explain, "I don't like pink."

Yu Qiu blinked, "There is only one pink apron in the kitchen at home."

"..."

Yu Qiu stopped teasing him, and put on the apron neatly.

He was fair-skinned, and he was wearing a pale scarlet top. The pink apron not only did not lower his temperament, but brought out his handsomeness even more.

Shen Mingdeng couldn't help but take another look.

He thought he understood his parents' preference for Yu Qiu.If those precautions hadn't been used on him, he might...

"Do you have disposable gloves?"

"I'll look for it. Give it."

"Thank you."

Yu Qiu carefully put on the gloves to protect her hands.

This is a habit developed in the dream.

Embroidery is a delicate job. Once the hands are rough or have barbs, it is easy to scratch and damage the embroidery thread. Protecting hands is the most basic requirement.

Shen Mingdeng vaguely understood his thoughts, and his mouth was faster than his head: "I'll do it."

Yu Qiu: "...you will?"

"It's just a physics homework." Shen Mingdeng was confident.

Thinking of yesterday's distorted diced tomatoes, Yu Qiu raised his eyebrows, stepped aside, and gave him a chance to show off his skills.

Anyway, it wasn't me who was ashamed.

He even washed a small cucumber leisurely, leaned against the wall to watch the excitement, and gave some pointers occasionally.

The man is tall and has long legs, and the cooking table reaches to the base of his thighs.He was wearing a large pink apron, and stood awkwardly in front of the cooking table. The pink skirt was tied with a bow at the back waist, and the waistline was extremely tight.

Thin and tough, reminiscent of the strong pine branches in calligraphy and painting works, full of indescribable sense of strength.

Good waist, good legs, good looks.

And those hands that were cooking, straight and slender, clumsily...

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell interrupted Yu Qiu's admiration, and he opened the door holding the little cucumber that was only in half.

Almost overwhelmed by purple eyes.

"Xiaoqiu, here it is!" Si Ting stuffed the whole purple hyacinth into Yu Qiu's arms, and said with a smile, "I said something wrong before, so I apologize."

He was born with thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a decent temperament. He is a very standard handsome guy. Even if he smiles hippie, he doesn't show the slightest bit of wretchedness, on the contrary, he is extraordinarily hearty and open-minded.

Si Ting has a warm heart and treats his friends sincerely and righteously, but such a person will often become a "central air conditioner" in love.

Of course, Si Ting is not a "central air conditioner", he is just a little indecisive, including but not limited to love.

Yu Qiu wasn't angry with him, anyway, in the dream, he was a stumbling block on Si Ting's love path, tossing him enough.

"Thank you, Brother Ting, the flowers are very beautiful." Facing people other than Shen Mingdeng, Yu Qiu was habitually considerate and gentle, "I'll go and find out if there is any vase."

A large cluster of purple hyacinths, inserted in a transparent curved-neck glass bottle, placed on the coffee table in the living room, adds a lot of color to the cold room.

"Damn it!" Si Ting stared at the kitchen in surprise, "Old Shen, you can do it, and you can cook! I haven't known you for so many years!"

Shen Mingdeng didn't turn his head back: "It's because you are ignorant."

"Fuck you." Si Ting put the two bottles of wine he brought on the table, "I brought wine, if I don't get drunk at night, I won't go home!"

Shen Mingdeng was noncommittal.

Si Ting glanced secretly at Yu Qiu in the living room, and asked Shen Mingdeng in a low voice, "Why do you agree with Xiao Qiu moving in?"

"you guess."

"I guess it must be Aunt Xiang's decision." Si Ting was full of confidence.

"You guessed it right, wash the dishes after dinner." Shen Mingdeng was ruthless.

Si Ting yelled strangely: "I'm a guest!"

"You're just a warming machine," Shen Mingdeng slashed at the cutting board, "Besides, you can do whatever you want."

"..."

The dinner was served by Yu Qiu, and it was delicious in color, fragrance and taste, and received a series of compliments from Si Ting.

"Our Xiaoqiu's craftsmanship is amazing!"

"Xiaoqiu has worked hard!"

"Xiaoqiu, I'm so touched, you actually remember what kind of food I like, and I didn't say anything!"

Si Ting poured wine for Yu Qiu attentively, and his whole body was particularly excited.

It is rare for him to be so harmonious with Lao Shen and Xiao Qiu.

Cheers to their friendship!

Shen Mingdeng asked abruptly, "You didn't say what you like to eat?"

He was asking about Si Ting, but looking at Yu Qiu.

Holding the wine glass, Yu Qiu lowered his head and lowered his eyes, sipping the wine in small sips.

Quietly, an invisible wall was artificially built between them.

Si Ting got drunk, patted the table and said, "I didn't say anything! That's why I was even more moved! Old Shen, you don't know that although Xiao Qiu is young, he is really nice and considerate."

"Xiaoqiu, come, brother Ting toast you!"

Yu Qiu raised his head slowly, raised his glass unsteadily, and worked silently to the end.The alcohol content was not high, but it was his first time to drink alcohol, and the amount of alcohol was light, and his face quickly flushed.

But even if he was drunk, Yu Qiu didn't show it at all. He still silently picked up vegetables, ate vegetables, drank, and repeated actions mechanically. The other two didn't notice his drunkenness at all.

Shen Mingdeng had never been greedy for drinks, he only had a drink with Si Ting occasionally, and the rest of the time he ate vegetables.

Yu Qiu's cooking skills exceeded his expectations.

In his eyes, Yu Qiu is delicate and elegant, at least he can't match the fireworks in the kitchen.

The quiet young man in front of him seemed to be surprising him all the time.

He even has an inexplicable feeling that the taste of these dishes is particularly in line with his preferences, as if they were tailor-made for him.

Shen Mingdeng shook the alcohol in his mind, he was really drunk, what was he thinking.

After eating a meal for more than two hours, the CD policy responded very thoroughly.

Si Ting slumped on the chair, stroked his round belly, and sighed: "Blessed are the brothers and sisters from now on."

"Siblings?" Shen Mingdeng raised his eyebrows.

Si Ting smiled and said: "Xiaoqiu is my younger brother, and his future wife is my younger brother and sister?"

Shen Mingdeng couldn't help looking at Yu Qiu.

The young man's legs were crossed on the chair, his whole body was curled up into a ball, his head was drooping heavily, he was holding an empty wine glass in his hand, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

The hour hand stopped between eight and nine, and the night view of the city outside the window was unobstructed.

Shen Mingdeng said to chase people away: "You should go back."

"Why are you going?" Si Ting leaned back on the chair, "I've been drinking, so I can't drive."

"Look for a substitute driver." Shen Mingdeng was very cold, "I don't keep anyone in my family."

"Xiao Qiu is not human?"

"Would you like to go?"

Si Ting was helpless, "Even if we leave, we still have to wait for the substitute driver to arrive."

"That's right, wash the dishes."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll break your plate?" Si Ting tried to get away with threats.

Shen Mingdeng lifted his phoenix eyes lightly: "If you break it, you will pay ten."

"Hey! Devil!"

Si Ting wailed and cleaned up the mess.

After he entered the kitchen, Shen Mingdeng turned to Yu Qiu.

He asked, "Go back to your room and rest?"

No one responded.

Seeing that he was still holding the wine glass, Shen Mingdeng reached for it, intending to send it to the kitchen for cleaning.

But the wine glass seemed to be stuck to the young man's hand, and he couldn't pull it off at all.

"Yu Qiu," Shen Mingdeng called him in a low voice, "let go."

Yu Qiu really made a move.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Shen Mingdeng in slow motion.The silvery light of the dining room was dotted in his light brown pupils, like a sky full of stars.

Beyond the stars, the Milky Way meanders.

Shen Mingdeng was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to recover his voice.

"Why are you crying..."

"Am I annoying?" Yu Qiu's tears rolled down, and he murmured, "Am I really annoying..."

The cold liquid hit the arm, like drops of water dripping down the strings.

Dumb, astringent.

Shen Mingdeng looked into his misty eyes.

Fingertips trembled slightly.