Male god encounters scheming

It's better to chill it.

"Do you like onions?" Cen Mo asked.

Zhou Han shrugged: "Whatever."

Cen Mo opened the refrigerator and took out butter and onions from it. After thinking for a while, he found the cod he just bought today, and asked helplessly, "Do you mind staying alone for dinner? Xiaoguang doesn't seem to have eaten yet..."

Zhou Han glanced at him: "You are the master here."

Cen Mo lowered his eyes: "I'm sorry, Xiaoguang is just like a child, completely ignorant of the world. Although he will unconsciously trouble others every time, but he doesn't mean it."

Zhou Han said lightly: "...it's nothing."

Cen Mo sighed: "I wanted to talk to you about our partner's work, but I guess I can't do it tonight."

"Well. Next time."

Cen Mo suddenly came up with an idea: "However, Xiaoguang left after eating... How about you stay with me at night? Tomorrow is the weekend, we can chat later, I have some ideas about the direction of the entries..."

Zhou Han: "..."

"And you don't drive, so it's not convenient to go back. Just sleep here, I have everything here! I'll make you a custard bun tomorrow morning, huh?"

Cen Mo looked at Zhou Han eagerly like a strange Shuli who kidnapped a child, the few seconds he waited for his answer seemed as long as a century.

The third round (five) the third round 5 stay

The steak Cen Mo bought was only enough for him and Zhou Han, so he fried an extra cod steak for Di Xiaoguang's dinner.

The carefully prepared steak tastes original and natural, not only maintaining the aroma of beef, but also making the meat more delicate and tender, which whet Zhou Han's appetite.

"How about it, isn't it good?" Cen Mo squinted at his eating appearance, narrowing his eyes triumphantly.

Only at this time will Zhou Han completely lose his indifferent protective color, appearing extraordinarily real.

"It's delicious!" Di Xiaoguang praised inarticulately with the fish steak in his mouth.This pair of cute and stupid virtues with a mouth full of oil should have caused screams again when his fans saw it.

In fact, if you take a closer look, Di Xiaoguang can be regarded as a handsome guy with good looks and a good figure. He has been popular since his debut, but his personality is too lacking and he doesn't know how to look at people.In the entertainment circle, one has to know how to manage one's own good conditions.

If Ai Li hadn't been helping him all the time, let him sign his agent, and asked Cen Mo to take care of him back and forth, it is estimated that with Di Xiaoguang's IQ, he would never have made it to where he is today.

But Cen Mo doesn't want to bother with him, and now his mood is cloudless.Zhou Han promised to stay in the evening, he made an exception and generously put a lot of secret seasonings when making Di Xiaoguang's fried fish steak.

Di Xiaoguang, who didn't know it, was so moved that tears almost filled his eyes.

To him, Cen Mo, who is also in the same entertainment company, is like a warm and considerate elder brother. Thanks to his care many times, he does not make himself look ugly.Although Cen Mo doesn't like to get too close to people, Di Xiaoguang feels that he treats him differently.

No matter how big a mistake he made, Cen Mo would only comfort him kindly, unlike others who rolled his eyes at him and laughed at him for being stupid.

However... Zhou Han who appeared beside Cen Mo today made him very aware of danger. This man was as tall and handsome as the rumors said, with an extraordinary imposing manner.Di Xiaoguang was too timid to even look at him more.

But Cen Mo is very happy in front of him, and his expression is very gentle, the key is that he cooks for him himself!

This is different from how he usually gets along with anyone. Although Cen Mo and Zheng Lebin are good friends, they are more of a joke and teasing each other. Now... Di Xiaoguang is sensitive to the inexplicable smell in the air floating small currents.

"It's delicious." Zhou Han said in a low voice.

He had already eaten what was on his plate, but it seemed that it was still not enough.

He watched Cen Mo cut a small piece of steak and put it in his mouth. Cen Mo's facial features were delicate and his mouth was relatively small.I am used to the slow eating speed, and it is especially delicious to chew.He seems to care more about enjoying the food than eating.

Zhou Han: "..."

After eating what was on the plate, Cen Mo reached out to pick up the water glass and took a sip.Looking up, Di Xiaoguang was still eating the fish fillet on the plate, but absent-mindedly cut the fish fillet beyond recognition.Really, such a grown-up person still looks so childish.

And my male god...

"Eh?" Cen Mo raised his eyebrows in surprise, "You ate up so quickly?"

So did you swallow a big piece?

Last time I saw how much Zhou Han ate, so this time the two steaks that Cen Mo bought were different, the one for Zhou Han was much bigger.He also thought that normal people would get tired after eating such a large steak.

But Zhou Han still ate it all at once.

Zhou Han hesitated for a moment, then asked: "...Is there any more?"

Cen Mojue, could it be that the beauty of a male god is directly proportional to his appetite? !

However, the first condition for feeding the god horse is not to starve others.Cen Mo thought about it for a while, the steak and fish steaks he bought today have all been served on the table, there is nothing wrong with eating them again, but there are still some other things in the refrigerator...

"Wait." Cen Mo stood up.

Because Zhou Han promised to stay here at night, in case the chat was too late and he was hungry, Cen Mo cooked porridge while frying the steak, and now it is still simmering in the earthen pot.

At this moment, it will come in handy in advance.

The slow-cooked rotten porridge starts to smell after adding some oil and stirring, but for carnivorous animals, clear porridge is too boring.

Cen Mo secretly rejoiced that he had bought more seafood to be prepared, otherwise it would be difficult to cook without rice tonight.

He took the razor clams out of the refrigerator, washed them and soaked them in water.The scallions and ginger were chopped, and the preparations were all done in a few minutes.

If it is normal, because the seafood will be more difficult to cook than usual, it can actually be boiled slowly.But today he was not allowed to spend too much time soaking up the flavor, so Cen Mo directly poured the razor clams into the earthen pot, and then added shredded ginger and white pepper to the porridge to remove the fishy smell.

……

Zhou Han is a frequent visitor to the cafeteria, so he seldom eats at home.However, since I met Cen Mo, I have eaten with him twice, not counting eating out together.

It is undeniable that there is nothing to say about this person's good cooking skills.

In the food he cooks, whether it is dumplings for supper or steak for dinner, he can always taste the delicate and refined taste.This made Zhou Han very rare.

The dishes made by Jing Cen Mo are completely different from the meals in the cafeteria. There is a special feeling that Zhou Han likes it very much but can't tell what it is.

From the taste to the presentation...all...special.

If you stand next to this guy while cooking, you can also hear many food stories he has never heard before.Dumplings were invented by Zhang Zhongjing, and steak is different from steak... Zhou Han smiled, it was really messy.

But these messy nonsense enriched the monotonous kitchen space, making people feel that the meals to be eaten were not simple, and every bite was more delicious.

…Maybe this is what it feels like to be at home?

"Get out of the way!" Cen Mo yelled to interrupt Zhou Han's thoughts, and came out of the kitchen with a crock pot emitting white smoke and went straight to the living room, "It's so hot, so hot, so hot!"

"Brother Cen Mo, be careful!" Di Xiaoguang quickly removed the dishes and chopsticks on the coffee table, and hurriedly helped Cen Mo put down the earthen jar.

"what is this?"

Cen Mo hissed twice and rubbed his fingers over his ears, unexpectedly, he had already covered the handle of the crock pot with a wet towel just now, but he was still scalded enough.

He paused for a while before opening the lid, and the intriguing fragrance came leisurely from the jar. Di Xiaoguang's eyes glowed and he poked his head to see the dishes in the jar.

Cen Mo stirred it with a long spoon, then smiled and said, "This is razor clam porridge. It's a good thing. The ancients said it can prevent plague."

"Ah? Aren't razor clams seafood?" Di Xiaoguang asked with his head tilted.

Cen Mo: "It's seafood, but now most people cook this dish with braised sauce and ginger and onion sauce."

He picked up the empty bowl in front of Zhou Han, and filled a small bowl for him: "I cook it with porridge, you can try it. If you have steak at night, you should drink some porridge." Stress the stomach, don't feed more meat."

Di Xiaoguang quickly handed over his own bowl: "Brother Cen Mo, I want it too!"

Cen Mo took his bowl.

"You haven't said yet, are razor clams medicine?"

While filling him with porridge, Cen Mo explained: "This is a legend. In the past, the villages along the coast used to raise razor clams and use them to make various clear soups. Later, a plague broke out in other nearby villages. It is said that many people died, but these villagers It’s okay. So after the doctor’s research, they discovered the nutritional value of razor clams. So every village cooked razor clam porridge, and soon the plague was cured.”

"Wow, it's amazing!" Di Xiaoguang was so fascinated by this that he even forgot to drink the porridge.It took me a long time to wake up, picked up the bowl and poured it into my mouth in one gulp, then jumped up suddenly, "Ahhhhh, I'm scalded to death!"

Cen Mo hurriedly went to the kitchen to pour ice water for him: "Hurry up and drink some to cool down!"

Di Xiaoguang gasped haha, his eyes were watery, as if he was about to cry.

"I don't know if I blow it cold and drink it?"

"Woooooo."

"You can't go to the reality show with your mouth hurt, let's see how Brother Awei treats you!"

"Woooooo."

"Should we go to the hospital?"

"Woooooo."

"Drink some more ice water."

Zhou Han watched these two people fight each other, one was busy calling Awei, and the other was covering his mouth and slurring his speech. It really felt like watching a family theater.

Only he himself remains detached: this is not his home, and they are not family.

He pursed his lips mockingly, in fact, even this kind of noise was a bit... strange to him.

In a sense, regardless of