night tide recedes

The small hut is filled with the smell of meat.

Song Ran stood aside and taught Shen Wenfei how to braise beef, and asked him to eat it with noodles when he was at home.

The beef tendons cut into pieces have been soaked in cold water for two hours, blanched in a pot under cold water, and then added cooking wine, ginger slices and cinnamon.

"When the hot water boils, put the beef in the pot. If you can't eat spicy food, put a little less chili."

Song Ran put the ingredients into the pot while talking, two spoonfuls of dark soy sauce cooking wine, four spoonfuls of light soy sauce, a small handful of rock sugar and white pepper, add salt and then heat the water to cover the beef.

"Cook for 10 minutes first, then turn to low heat and simmer slowly for an hour and a half before eating."

Song Ran put the lid on the casserole, in case the water would overflow, and specially left a small slit for water vapor to escape.

Shen Wenfei has been watching from the side, waiting for all the procedures to go through before saying, "Did you spend so much time cooking for me every day before?"

"It's not such a troublesome thing every day." Song Ran smiled sheepishly, "It's not difficult."

All his energy for these years has been spent on tinkering with food, these things are already commonplace for him, and it is not a waste of time.

The two took turns to take a shower, dry their hair and change their clothes, and the beef was almost stewed.

Song Ran found a plate, took the chopsticks to pick out the beef piece by piece, the beef was stewed soft, with tiny tendons, deep color, very appetizing, he saw that Shen Wenfei had been staring at the meat on the plate He took a piece of meat and handed it to Shen Wenfei's lips, "Taste it."

Shen Wenfei took one bite, and ate the beef. The salty smell permeated in his mouth, with a slight spicy taste. With a light bite, the pieces of meat melted in his mouth, and he could taste Song Ran's craftsmanship again. Shen Wenfei There was a kind of joy of finding a lost treasure, and her tone became lighter, "It's delicious."

Song Ran bent his eyes contentedly, and he put the beef on the dining table to cool before putting it in the refrigerator.

"You can marinate the eggs for the rest of the soup." Song Ran opened the refrigerator, took out five eggs, washed them and threw them into the pot, and said regretfully, "I would have brought the lotus root from the store with me."

Shen Wenfei was standing by the dining table, looking at the plate full of meat, he picked up another piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. Song Ran just turned around. He raised his chin toward Song Ran.

Song Ran walked over knowingly, and was about to take the chopsticks in his hand, but Shen Wenfei refused to let him put the piece of meat on his lips to feed him. Song Ran was stunned for a moment, and accepted Shen Wenfei's feeding with a blushing face .

Soon it was time to go to bed, Song Ran's sleep was very regular, he went to bed at eleven o'clock and woke up at seven o'clock every day, he said good night to Shen Wenfei, Shen Wenfei nestled on the sofa, his tall body felt like he had nowhere to rest .

The living room is stuffy, with only one small fan. Song Ran would open half of the door to let the cold air from the air conditioner escape at night, but because of this, she could hear the living room more.

Shen Wenfei has been sleeping on the sofa for more than ten days, and the two of them have been getting along as before since they made their relationship known that day. Shen Wenfei didn't say that he would move out, and it was even more impossible for Song Ran to drive him away, but Shen Wenfei was 1.8 meters seven. Sleeping on the 1.5-meter sofa for several days in a row must be uncomfortable.

Song Ran has seen Shen Wenfei rubbing his neck more than once.

He got up at night the day before yesterday and took a peek through the night light. Shen Wenfei was lying sideways on the sofa with his legs bent, looking a little pitiful.

Song Ran tossed and turned, hesitating whether to ask Shen Wenfei to come in and sleep together, suddenly there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the living room, because it was late at night, it sounded very loud, Song Ran sat up reflexively and walked out quickly, By the light of the night lamp, he saw Shen Wenfei sitting on the ground, rubbing his head.

It must have fallen off accidentally after falling asleep.

Song Ran worried, "Did you fall somewhere?"

Hearing the voice, Shen Wenfei raised his face to see Song Ran who was in the dark, and shook his head, "It's okay, it's getting late, go to bed quickly."

Then he sat down on the sofa again.

Song Ran was silent for a long time, bit his lower lip, and murmured, "Wen Fei..." Shen Wenfei looked over, his eyes were particularly bright in such a dim light.

In his eyes, Song Ran's heart beat slightly faster, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to come in and sleep together?"

"Can I?" Shen Wenfei pondered.

Song Ran's cheeks were hot, he nodded his head slowly, turned around and entered the room, lifted the quilt and lay down in it, and specially reserved a large space for Shen Wenfei.

Not long after, he saw a tall figure appearing at the door of the room. Shen Wenfei closed the door, and the bedroom was instantly plunged into darkness.

Song Ran could sense that Shen Wenfei was approaching him step by step, obviously they had done so many intimate things that could or could not be said, but at this moment, Song Ran was still so nervous that his throat was astringent.

Shen Wenfei lay down, with Song Ran's warm body temperature under the quilt.

The shoulders of the two were touching, Song Ran remained motionless, his eyes rolled around, but he didn't dare to glance in Shen Wenfei's direction.

A big palm quietly held his hand, Song Ran trembled, and let Shen Wenfei hold him.

The temperature in the palm of his hand reached his heart, Song Ran pursed his lips, and through the darkness, he asked a question that had puzzled him for a long time, "You used to say that you can't sleep in the same bed with someone else..." Shen Wenfei held his hand tightly, there was the sound of breathing in the air, he was silent for a long time, then suddenly turned over and hugged Song Ran.

Song Ran's heart beat faster because of the sudden closeness, but he didn't stop Shen Wenfei's movements, and even retracted into Shen Wenfei's embrace with some nostalgia.

Shen Wenfei's forehead was pressed against his, and the two looked into each other's eyes in the dark, so close that the whole world could only see each other.

"Song Ran," Shen Wenfei broke the calm, his warm breath hit Song Ran's face, he said, "I want to kiss you, is that okay?"

Song Ran blinked her eyes, her head was in a mess, and just about to answer, Shen Wenfei had already pressed his lips.

Although it was a question, he was not given a chance to speak at all.

Shen Wenfei sucked Song Ran's lips very tenderly, his soft tongue was inserted into the warm mouth to stir, and the quiet space was filled with the sound of sticky and ambiguous kisses.

Song Ran was deprived of all oxygen by him, his head was heavy, as if he was walking on clouds, and his head was dizzy.

After the kiss was over, the two leaned together and panted softly, Song Ran's lips were still a little wet, Shen Wenfei leaned forward to suck it clean, before Song Ran recovered, his voice was very low, almost audible Gone, "You are not someone else."

Song Ran thought he was dreaming, this dream was so beautiful that his whole body was limp, and he didn't want to wake up.

He hummed dumbly, and then he was wrapped in sweetness like a person who was hit by a candy.

He huddled in Shen Wenfei's embrace, smelled the fragrance of Shen Wenfei's body, and closed his eyes contentedly.

The warm touch told him that this was not a dream, he was truly possessing Shen Wenfei.

——The diners come to the fast food restaurant during the peak dinner time.

The project in Shen Wenfei's hands has almost finished, he no longer needs to work remotely at home during the day, and will come to the store to help out if he has nothing to do these days.

He came out after washing his hands, and bumped into Yan Ming who came to cook.

Yan Ming had long heard from people in the department that Song Ran invited a handsome friend to help him in the store. He could guess who it was with his toes, so he never wanted to come over. The sparrows that came out of nowhere kept entangled, and whenever they had free time, they ran to Song Ran to hide.

Song Ran was scooping up soup, when he saw Yan Ming who hadn't seen him for a few days, he took the initiative to say hello.

Shen Wenfei narrowed his eyes slightly, and silently stood beside Song Ran.

Yan Ming glanced at him, happily waved to Song Ran, and went to cook with the plate.

Song Ran felt Shen Wenfei's low-pressure aura, he didn't forget Shen Wenfei's hostility towards Yan Ming, he pulled Shen Wenfei's clothes with his hand, and said in a warm voice, "Little Yan is several years younger than you, don't always keep a straight face."

Shen Wenfei didn't like to hear the word "Xiaoyan" in Song Ran's mouth the most, and the thought of taking Song Ran home to hide him grew in his heart, but when he saw Song Ran's busy and contented figure, he finally nodded with a cold face.

Yan Ming sat down very close to Song Ran, holding a bowl, and said with a smile, "Brother Ran, make me a bowl of soup."

Today is carrot rib soup, Song Ran was about to scoop up the soup, but Shen Wenfei picked up the spoon, "Let me do it."

Looking at the soup with two pieces of carrots floating in the bowl, Yan Ming frowned. He knew that Shen Wenfei did it on purpose, and was about to say something to kill Shen Wenfei's sharpness, when a crisp voice suddenly came from behind, "Yan Ming, you really it's here."

Song Ran just wanted to add some ribs to Yan Ming, when he heard the sound, he looked back curiously, and saw a handsome young man walking quickly, catching Yan Ming like a cat catching a mouse.

"Are you finished?" Yan Ming held the bowl, showing a rare expression of helplessness.

Song Ran felt that it was novel, so he couldn't help but look at the young man twice, and the young man also noticed him, and said crisply, "You are Brother Ran that Yan Ming mentioned, my name is Chen Chen."

Chen Chen seemed to have a very lively personality. Seeing that Yan Ming was about to leave with a bowl, he quickly followed, chattering non-stop, "What's the matter with you, you, I already told you that I want to have dinner with you, you are too shameless Bar."

Yan Ming treated him like air, and ate the meal in front of him.

"The day after tomorrow is the weekend, I bought tickets for the new movie, shall we go together?"

"not good."

"Why, I specifically asked about it. You like this series very much." Chen Chen was not disappointed, "Or let's go to dinner, or wherever you want, I can do it."

"Don't go."

Chen Chen said a lot of things, and Yan Ming always replied in two words. Song Ran saw something, and couldn't help laughing.

Shen Wenfei was also watching the farce in front of him, and saw Song Ran's smile from the corner of his eye, and his lips tightened.

Yan Ming seemed to be annoyed, put down his chopsticks, took a deep breath and said, "Chen Chen, I've already told you that I don't like your type, please stop here?"

Chen Chen was not discouraged, "Then what kind do you like, I can learn it."

"I like it..." Yan Ming saw Shen Wenfei who was standing beside Song Ran like the Buddha, swallowed his words abruptly, and said awkwardly, "It's not you anyway."

"If you don't try it, how do you know you don't like me like this."

Yan Ming ate his meal in twos and twos, stood up and said, "Brother Ran, I'm leaving first, see you later."

Chen Chen immediately stood up like a little tail, and followed Yan Ming out.

Song Ran looked at the two figures that disappeared at the door, and wanted to stretch his head to look at them, but Shen Wenfei's hand blocked his sight, and when he turned his head, Shen Wenfei's face was condensed, as if covered with frost, "Enough of seeing ?”

Song Ran shook her head honestly, "No."

Shen Wenfei remained silent with a sullen face, ignored Song Ran, and turned around to clear the dinner plate.

Time has passed, Song Ran has slowly come out of the vicious circle of inferiority complex, while the taciturn Shen Wenfei still only sulks himself.

The author has something to say: Xiao Shen: I have a mouth, but not completely.

Little Sun is about to match the stalking little sparrow, and there is nothing he can do about being annoyed to death, hehehe (this line is not unfolded, everyone makes up their own minds!