My conditions do not allow me not to be red (rebirth)

Jin Feng's residence was very close to the SY building, in a high-end apartment of some years that was only rented but not sold.

When entering the door, Jin Feng, like Wang Yang who led Jin Feng into the apartment that day, said politely: "The place is small."

Wang Yang was secretly surprised in his heart, Jin Feng had already lived here at this time.

Well, Wang Yang admitted that, as one of the admirers of "Gaoshan", after searching nothing on the Internet, in his last life, he did use some other means to find out some information about Jin Feng, including Jin Feng's Feng's residence.

At that time, he knew that Jin Feng lived here, and he felt that Gao Shan was indeed a pragmatic person. Now he knows that Jin Feng has lived here for many years, and he has never moved.

When you are single, you don't need to change your house.

The dignified overlord, this is really...

Wang Yang quietly looked at Jin Feng who opened the door, and he couldn't help showing a little sympathy for "Gaoshan" in his eyes.

Gao Shan took a pair of slippers for Wang Yang at the entrance, and walked in barefoot.

Wang Yang soon realized that the slippers belonged to Jin Feng himself.

There is no second pair of slippers at home, does it mean that apart from Jin Feng himself, few people come to the apartment here.

When Jin Feng entered the room, he seemed to know what Wang Yang was thinking, and said, "I live alone, and the hourly worker I hired will come once every two days."

After a pause, "Hourly workers have shoe covers."

It is an explanation of why there is only one pair of slippers in the residence.

This made Wang Yang take off his shoes and stand on the ground barefoot, even embarrassed to wear those slippers.

Wang Yang bent down, picked up the slippers, brought them into the house, approached them, and threw them at Jin Feng's feet, "You put them on, there is heating, I'm not cold."

Jin Feng poured two glasses of water at the dining table, one was placed on the table for Wang Yang, and the other was for himself to drink. Upon hearing this, he smiled and looked at Wang Yang: "Are you being polite to me here?"

Jin Feng kicked the slippers over and motioned to Wang Yang, "You're welcome, just wear them."

Wang Yang didn't continue to be polite, and put it on.

As soon as I put it on, I found that the shoes were very loose, and they were at least two sizes too large for his feet.

Wang Yang: Well, the height difference is there after all.

Jin Feng indicated that the apartment was only this big, and asked Wang Yang to take a look at it casually, and walked into the kitchen by himself.

Wang Yang stood by the dining table, looked around, and found that the retest apartment was indeed not very big, but it was not small either.

The first floor is about 100 square meters. Except for a room with a closed door and a bathroom, the kitchen, dining room, and study are all open and connected.

The style of the entire soft and hard decoration should be the original apartment, not new, but quite textured.

There are not many things, and it is a bit empty, but the atmosphere of life is acceptable: even a few documents are thrown on the sofa by the French window.

Wang Yang found it strange that the place he had only heard of in rumors before was now under his feet.

Even "looking up from a distance" has become "being in it".

Looking back, Jin Feng was standing in front of the refrigerator.

The figure that he was not even qualified to watch from a distance before is now thinking for him, what to cook for him later.

"Will you do it?" Jin Feng asked with his back turned.

Wang Yang came back to his senses: "Ah, a little bit."

After thinking about it, I changed my words honestly, "No."

As Jin Feng said, he announced every day that he basically ate fast food.

But what...

Wang Yang walked to the kitchen and took out his mobile phone: "You can learn now."

"Jin... Brother Feng, will you?" Wang Yang walked to Jin Feng's side, followed by looking into the refrigerator.

Jin Feng looked at Wang Yang and laughed, "No."

"When I go to school, I either eat at home or the school cafeteria."

"Eat fast food takeaway restaurants when you work, eat canteens when you have a cafeteria, and eat in hotels when you are socializing."

Wang Yang suddenly asked: "Then why is there food in this refrigerator?"

Don't you all eat at home?

Jin Feng: "..."

Why did President Jin say so bluntly that this was an impromptu strategy he had thought up after Wang Yang called him, and the part-time worker sent it to him.I didn't even think about eating out with Wang Yang, it was like taking someone back to the apartment.

Jin Feng and Wang Yang stood in front of the refrigerator and looked at each other. Jin Feng didn't say a word, but Wang Yang spontaneously put on a filter to see the mountains, and thought of an excuse for Jin Feng: "Oh, someone arranged for you on the way here?"

Jin Feng accepted the statement frankly, nodded: "Yes."

Wang? Self-contained filters? Yang: As expected of a mountain, the arrangements are always very appropriate.

Wang Yang saw that there were eggplants, loofahs, vegetables, shredded pork, and chicken nuggets in the refrigerator, so he suggested cooking these simple ones.

Jin Feng took out the few dishes, while Wang Yang leaned on the island platform and searched for recipes on Shanyin with his mobile phone.

Jin Feng turned around and saw Wang Yang in front of the island:

His long eyelashes covered his eyes, and his cuffs were pulled up a bit, revealing his fair wrists. He looked calm and obedient, with a youthful demeanor, and a kind of imperceptible stability beyond his age.

Jin Feng has always understood what attracted him to Wang Yang: In addition to the glancing glance from under the stage of Dayu that day, which fatefully let him see into his eyes, there is also the "contradictory texture" hovering between youth and maturity in Wang Yang. ".

Specifically, Wang Yang has a youthful appearance, and the demeanor of laughing is the purity of young people, but at the same time, he also has a stability beyond his age——

Jin Feng has watched many of Wang Yang's live broadcasts. When there were few people in the beginning, he was able to skillfully handle and respond to some unpleasant voices.

With more fans, he was still able to face some controversies such as "Did the No. [-] aunt take you in?" without changing his face, and responded calmly and skillfully.

After taking the goods twice, seeing Wang Yang's state with his own eyes, he would also know that his calmness and stability were not fake, and all the on-the-spot reactions were all his own thoughts.

Is this something a young boy under 20 can have?

Jin Feng graduated early, started his own business early, and he has been struggling in the society early. He knows very well that some experience and maturity cannot be acquired by others, but have to be learned from his own experience.

As for Wang Yang, the stability and steadfastness hidden under his youthful face seemed to have gotten out of his own way.

But he is still so young, even if he gets out, there is not enough time, how can he get out of his current appearance?

Jin Feng felt strange and deeply attracted.

After reading the recipe, Wang Yang snapped his fingers, "Let's start with steamed eggplant."

Looking up, "Is there a steamer?"

Jin Feng withdrew his gaze from staring at Wang Yang, and turned to the cabinet, "There should be."

Wang Yang was amused, and asked, "Should?"

Jin Feng generously admitted: "I don't know, I haven't cooked for myself since I lived here."

Wang Yang was about to laugh even more.

This is a high mountain, and you can admit it so confidently that if you change someone else, you don't even know if there is a pot at home, and you really don't know how to invite people to eat at home.

But Wang Yang still couldn't help joking: "Oh, I knew I ate outside."

Jin Feng said frankly: "If you think it's troublesome to do it, you can order takeaway."

I found a few pots in the cabinet that hadn't been removed from the plastic packaging, took them out, and motioned to Wang Yang, "Yes."

Wang Yang walked over and took the steamer, "Just kidding, there are pots and vegetables, of course I cook it myself."

After a pause, he raised his eyes and asked Jin Feng, "Oil, do you have any?"

10 minutes later, there is a supermarket nearby.

Jin Feng was pushing the cart, and he was in front of the shelf with his mobile phone next to his ear: "What kind of oil do you need?"

Wang Yang: "You can use vegetable oil for cooking."

Jin Feng looked at the various oils on the shelf: "There is no such thing as cooking oil, only rapeseed oil, blended oil, and olive oil."

Wang Yang on the other end of the phone laughed.

"President Jin who doesn't eat oil and fire in the world," Wang Yang teased: "The oil you just mentioned is all cooking oil, you can take whatever you want."

Jin Feng raised his eyebrows, it turned out to be like this.

He took a bucket casually, put it in the cart, and returned to Wang Yang: "What are you calling Mr. Jin, call me brother."

Wang Yang was as good as he said: "Then brother, have you finished shopping? Come back soon after buying."

Talking quickly, he said casually: "The vegetables are waiting for oil, and I am waiting for you."

As soon as these words came out, both ends of the phone fell silent.

Wang Yang reacted quickly, and quickly added: "...wait until you buy oil and come back to cook."

Jin Feng pushed the cart with a smile on his lips, "Right away."

"By the way," Wang Yang reminded him, "You happen to be in the supermarket, you can buy another pair of slippers."

Jin Feng took it easy: "Okay."

Back at the apartment, Jin Feng carried the oil into the kitchen and threw the unpacked new slippers at Wang Yang's feet.

Wang Yang changed his shoes, Jin Feng put on his own, and when he put his feet in, he felt Wang Yang's body temperature.

Jin Feng pursed the corners of his lips, as if he saw Wang Yang wearing his coat in the photo, or as if Wang Yang touched his fingertips that day, only he could understand the turmoil in his heart.

Wang Yang turned his toes up in the new shoes, this pair was obviously not as comfortable as the previous pair.

Alpine slippers are better than others.

Turning on the range hood, lighting the fire, heating the pan, and pouring oil, Wang Yang's movements looked proficient, unlike a novice, Jin Feng stood with his hips akimbo, observing.

Wang Yang motioned him to dump the vegetables in the basin, and took a half step back.

Jin Feng picked up the basin for the vegetables, huh?

Wang Yang looked at the oil in the pot with vigilance, and said with a vigilant expression, "It will fall down later, let's run together."

Oil can fry, he had been jumped over his arm by hot oil in the apartment before.

Jin Feng looked at Wang Yang amusedly, and simply let Wang Yang go aside, and stood in front of the frying pan by himself.

He turned the whole dish over and down, and the leaves covered the whole bottom of the pot. There was a sound of frying, but the oil didn't splash out.

It turned out that this would do the trick.

Wang Yang showed a miraculous expression, looking at Guo and Jin Feng.

Jin Feng took the frying spoon from Wang Yang, and teased: "The big star who is afraid of the oil and fire in the world..."

Wang Yang spoke quickly: "I'm not a big star."

Jin Feng changed his words: "A little artist who is afraid of the oil and fire in the world, will he know it now?"

Wang Yang nodded his head, stretched out his hand to save face, and gave two praises, his heart was extremely sincere: Gaoshan is a city, and Gaoshan is amazing!

Jin Feng saw the approval in Wang Yang's eyes, and thought that what he knew was better than pouring vegetables into a frying pan, and this approval was unnecessary.

How could he know that in Wang Yang's eyes, even a pair of old slippers worn by Jin Feng were better than new ones, not to mention pouring vegetables.

After a table of dishes was finished, Wang Yang had a thought, took a picture of the table with two meat, three vegetables and one soup, and uploaded it to Moments.

When Jin Feng went upstairs to get Wang Yang's mobile phone charging cable, he swiped it. Anyway, he was wearing Aunt Jiang's skin.

Wang Yang replied quickly: I did it with Gao Shan.

When Jin Feng saw the reply, he paused as he entered the room, Gao Shan?

[Who is Gao Shan? 】

Wang Yang sat at the dining table and waited for Jin Feng to bring him a mobile phone charger. Seeing the head of the black cat Kumquat jump out, he asked him who Gao Shan was, and replied: I am a god.

[Male god? 】

Wang Yang folded his feet in plush slippers under the table, and poked his fingers at the screen: male god means idol.

【Idol? 】

Xiaohai: Yes, someone I admire.

[What do you worship. 】

Wang Yang is also idle when he is idle, not to mention that he would have a casual chat with him when he is free.

Even occasionally outspoken.

Xiao Hai: I admire him from head to toe, even a strand of hair.

Xiao Hai: Dear, you don’t know, my idol is really super super powerful.

Upstairs, Jin Feng was leaning against the stairs with the charger in hand, holding the phone in front of his eyes, his eyebrows raised high.