Temporary cohabitation

[Tongguanguan: I knew it!As expected of me! 】

[Tongguanguan: But you just met, and the chat didn't go smoothly, so he took you home?Is this too fast... Does he have ulterior motives for you? ! 】

[Tongguanguan: Although encountering a flood is a special situation, you must protect yourself when you go out, my wife]

[Multiple ten: Yes, I know, but he is not a bad person, but he is soft-hearted, and he will help others whenever they encounter difficulties]

[Multiply by ten: It was when I was in school, I love to take care of others, and it hasn’t changed until now]

[Tongguanguan: Wow, sounds like a very gentle person]

【Tongguanguan: When I was in school, there were a lot of little stories, hehe】

[Tongguanguan: You must tell me about it when we meet next month!Want to hear details]

[Multiple by ten: I don’t really remember what happened in school hahaha]

[Multiple by ten: He's coming back soon, I have to prepare lunch quickly]

[Tongguanguan: Alright!See you then [expression package]]

[Multiple by ten: [Emoji package] See you then~]

[Tongguanguan: Mmmm! 】

The supermarket delivery has arrived downstairs.Cheng Shi unlocked the door lock and asked the delivery man to come up. By the way, he changed Cheng Xiaojun's diaper before going to pick up the ordered ingredients.

He picked a fragrant orange from the shopping bag, washed it and handed it to Cheng Xiaojun.The plump oranges need to be held in both hands to keep them from falling. Cheng Xiaojun sat on the sofa, motionless, facing the heavy fruit in his hands with his round eyes open.

As long as his hands are occupied, he will stay where he is as if he is sealed.Cheng Shi was able to free himself to prepare lunch.The kitchen is semi-open, and you can see the situation on the sofa when you look up. After 10 minutes, he is still staring at the orange, which is silly.

"Do you want to eat it?" Cheng Shi teased him from time to time while handling the ingredients, picking up the chopped tomato and making a pose to eat it.

Cheng Xiaojun has been able to respond to his voice in time, combined with his movements, he can guess what he is talking about most of the time, so he opened his mouth wide and gritted his baby teeth to nibble on the orange peel.

Can't chew.

Cheng Shi smiled, and gave him a pause gesture, "Wait for me."

All the ingredients for lunch are ready.Cheng Shi put the adult's lunch aside, made milk powder for the cub first, and made egg rolls before bringing it to the table, and exchanged the milk bottle for the orange in his hand, "Xiao Jun wants to eat first."

Without a baby chair of the right height, Cheng Xiaojun had to sit on the dining table, holding the bottle and sucking vigorously, but his eyes were always fixed on the bright orange ball in his hand.

Eating fruit first is afraid that it will affect his appetite, so he can't eat well.Cheng Shi peeled and cut the orange, and handed him a piece after he finished his lunch, "Suck it slowly."

Cheng Xiaojun hiccupped, lowered his head and bit the orange flesh in his hand.

This was the first time he had tasted an orange in this world.Sipping on the refreshing juice, his eyes seemed to be glowing.

It was different from all the food he had eaten before, and the sweet taste he had never tasted seemed to help him open the door to a new world. He kept licking his palate and lips with his tongue like a kitten, falling into the wonderful taste and couldn't extricate himself.

His expression will be richer when he eats his favorite food.Cheng Shi smiled and put two more petals in a small bowl, and put them in front of him, "You can only eat half at a time. Otherwise, like last time, you will go to the hospital to rub your belly at night."

After feeding the cub, while he was indulging in the smell of oranges, Cheng Shi went back to the kitchen to continue cooking the adults' lunch.

Lunch is made according to Ren Mingyao's taste.He really didn't think much about the things in school. At first, he couldn't and didn't want to think about it. After a long time, he really forgot about it consciously or unconsciously.Only the memories related to Ren Mingyao, even the details are clearly engraved in his mind.

Ren Mingyao transferred back from junior high school and lived in his grandfather's house. He always went to school as a day student. He thought it was too troublesome to go back and forth for lunch, so he usually ate in the school cafeteria.

He lived in school at that time, and had to settle three meals a day in the school cafeteria.But Ren Mingyao didn't know that most of the time he only ate that lunch a day to save the cost of breakfast and dinner, just to be able to add an extra meat dish to his dinner plate when the two of them had lunch together, without appearing too shabby.

They have eaten countless lunches together, and tasted the dishes in the cafeteria over and over again.Except for one meat and one vegetarian meal, he ordered twice as much white rice as Ren Mingyao.

In fact, he doesn't eat as much as Ren Mingyao, but if he doesn't eat a little for lunch, he will be so hungry that he can't read the test papers clearly.

Ren Mingyao likes sweets.He made sweet and sour short ribs and Gudong pork, and served it with a plate of crisp and delicious boiled cabbage heart. Within a few minutes after putting the plate on the table, there was movement from the entrance.

"It smells so good." Ren Mingyao put his full shopping bag on the floor, and took out two new pairs of slippers, one big and one small, and put them on the shoe rack before wearing his own. "Did you make sweet and sour pork ribs?"

"Well, you came back as soon as it was done." Cheng Shi said, "I was planning to make soup, but I didn't have enough time."

He usually cooks a meal for one person according to his own appetite, and it took some time to take care of the children halfway, so he had to give up the sweet corn soup he planned.

"enough."

Ren Mingyao walked over with slippers on, and took out a can of milk from the pile of supermarket spoils, "Drink this."

"...I'm not a child." Cheng Shi watched the man take out another can of Coke and arrange it for himself, obviously treating him differently.

How come Ren Mingyao still thinks that he likes to drink milk.

When he was in school, Ren Mingyao's grandfather felt sorry for his grandson. After breakfast, he always stuffed a carton of milk as an extra meal, and the grandson took it to school and stuffed it for him.In fact, he doesn't like to drink very much, because he hasn't eaten since lunch the day before and is too hungry, and because it was given by Ren Mingyao, so he drinks it every time in one go, which seems to be very loving.

"Drink, you haven't grown much."

Ren Mingyao opened the Coke with one hand, and when the can was opened, there was a "chi" sound, and the words he said were quite arrogant, "Work hard, while there is still hope in the past two years, maybe I can make another jump."

"..." Cheng Shi's face turned red.

Height is a hidden pain in every man's heart, but it can be seen clearly at a glance, and it cannot be refuted.

He used to be about the same height as Ren Mingyao.But from the third year of high school to the present, he has basically not grown much. He is stuck at 176 and can no longer go up. He can only look at the 180 mark for many years through a four-centimeter moat.

Only someone who has already left 180 behind can say such insane words.Cheng Shi silently held the can of sweet milk in his hand, opened the shopping bag and took a look.

He listed that all he needs to buy are small things like toothpaste, toothbrush, towel, etc. It should not fill such a big bag, "Why... did you buy so many snacks?"

He subconsciously glanced at the cub who was still sucking the orange fascinatedly.The orange petals were sucked until there were only sparse pulp left, "Xiao Jun is too young to eat these."

"I know." Ren Mingyao said, "I'll give you something to eat."

Cheng Shi was stunned, a subtle feeling fermented in his heart, watching him pick up the remaining half of an orange on the plate, and ate two pieces in a row.

It doesn't seem so crazy anymore.

"You haven't washed your hands yet."

"..."

Ren Mingyao paused while eating the hors d'oeuvres, as if he was rarely disciplined like this.

"Go." Cheng Shikuai couldn't help laughing, lowered his head to cover up, and picked up the hand sanitizer he just bought for him, "Take this too."

The hand sanitizer was the brand that Cheng Shi specified to buy.Ren Mingyao searched the shelf several times before he saw it. When he threw it into the shopping cart, he was surprised why he had to have this.

When he took it to the sink and unpacked it, he pressed the pump head and watched a rose flower-shaped white bubble emerge from his palm, with a pleasant fragrance.The cute and delicate design is the most suitable for improving the happiness of life in the details.

If it was placed at any other time, he would feel that this design is useless - anyway, the foam will be washed away in a few seconds.But now that he saw such a gadget appearing in his home, he felt strangely appropriate in his heart.

As if infected by such a serious attitude towards life, I have the illusion that I also love life very much.

After washing his hands and returning to the table, Cheng Shi has sorted the things in the shopping bag and put them where they should be, and put the snacks in the drawer of the coffee table.

By the way, while he was away to adjust his mentality, he said naturally, "Thank you monitor."

"..."

Ren Mingyao pulled away his chair, "Can you stop calling me monitor? We have graduated for many years."

"What do you want to call you then?"

Cheng Shi thought for a while, he was used to calling the monitor a long time ago, and he never called him by other names, "Mr. Ren? Boss? Or...screenwriter?"

"..."

Ren Mingyao made a serious face again: "Eat."

He always had this expression, and Cheng Shi only thought that he just mentioned it on a whim, and didn't take it to heart.

At lunch, he asked Ren Mingyao if he had an idle computer that he could borrow.Ren Mingyao said bluntly, "Use the study."

"Then what do you use?"

"I still have the tablet."

"I'm not busy these days and I'm not working from home," he said.

The only time he worked on drafts at home was at night.People have strange habits. He is used to writing outside during the day, and he only gets inspiration at home at night.Irregular work and rest is not a day or two, but it is difficult to correct the problem when I realize the problem, so I simply give up and live like this.

"Then I'll only use it during the day."

Cheng Shi said, "I should be able to go home in a few days, and I will use my own."

Ren Mingyao paused, and said yes with his chopsticks.

Cheng Xiaojun had already eaten and drank enough in advance, his eyes wandered between the two, watching whoever spoke, and he was still smacking his lips and sitting aside relishing the fragrance of oranges.

He loves the smell of oranges.The apples, bananas, and kiwis that he had eaten before did not please him so much, so Cheng Shi added oranges to his fixed menu, and he didn't dare to eat more, one a day.

Together with Ren Mingyao's bento, Orange Juice, Orange Jelly, Orange Steamed Egg and Orange Chicken Wings also appeared in different patterns for a week.

Knowing that Ren Mingyao was going to work outside, Cheng Shi's morning became even busier.

In fact, when he first asked "Do you need to bring a bento to go out", he didn't think that Ren Mingyao would really need it.It's not that I don't want to do it, but I think that there are so many small restaurants outside, and it's hotter to pick any one than his authentic one, so there's no need to bring my own food.

But Ren Mingyao said "need" so simply that he seemed to give great affirmation to his home cooking skills, and it would be unreasonable not to cook.

After living together for a week, we have basically figured out each other's life patterns.

When Cheng Shi was so worried about disturbing him for the first time in the hospital, Ren Mingyao was already mentally prepared for Cheng Xiaojun to be very noisy.But unexpectedly, this child is quieter than most human cubs of the same age, eats and sleeps on time, and basically does not cry.

Relatively speaking, Cheng Shi occasionally felt that he was more troublesome.Normally, he only eats two main meals a day.When Cheng Shi first moved in, he still tried to get up and eat breakfast, but he only persisted in pretending for two days. On the third day, he completely gave up and showed his true colors, and got up to eat lunch directly.

So Cheng Shi made him a bento, strictly speaking, it could only be regarded as afternoon tea.Don't worry too much about the coldness of the main food, which is not good for the stomach. In the lunch box, I will spend my time making some exquisite snacks, which are delicious and beautiful.

Song Ziyang was forced to see it more than once.He didn't even want to admit that the person who was sitting in Starbucks on this weekday afternoon and suddenly took out the thermos bag was actually his brother.

"Look," Ren Mingyao, with a cold face, opened the lunch box to show him the delicate dim sum, with a serious tone as if telling him a play, "This is called bento."

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