You are really good

Shen Yizhou went to bed early last night, and woke up early today, ready to wash up, and went to the study to finish the unfinished business last night.

He called Zeng Mo first, explained the itinerary for the day, and then walked slowly to the study room, but found that the door of Shi Wen's room was wide open, and the people inside were nowhere to be seen.

"Yuan Yuan?"

He entered the room and was puzzled when he saw that there was no one in the bathroom.

At this time in the past, Shi Wen should still be sound asleep, even if he woke up, he would lie on the bed and wait for Shen Yizhou to call someone, and then act like a baby, and he would not get up until after a set of procedures.

Today is really unusual.

"Brother Zhou, you're awake, go downstairs for dinner."

Shen Yizhou searched for the sound and left the room, and saw Shi Wen coming from the stairs holding a spatula, his clothes and hairstyle were messy as if they had just been rubbed.

"Have a meal?"

Shen Yizhou saw the black unidentified object stuck on the spatula, "You did it?"

"Yes, I followed the tutorials on the Internet."

Shi Wen is a gourmet blogger, but he only likes to eat, he doesn't know how to cook, but Shen Yizhou, because Shi Wen loves these things, he has learned a lot of dishes and desserts.

"What did you cook for breakfast?"

Shen Yizhou calmly walked downstairs.

"Vegetable porridge and fried eggs, plus a glass of milk." Shi Wen was a little embarrassed, "It's the first time I'm making it, and it's not very good."

Shen Yizhou caught a glimpse of his shy face, and was speechless, "It's okay, the first time I did it, I didn't succeed."

"How come? It's obviously delicious."

"Okay, stop bragging and go have breakfast."

Shen Yizhou didn't realize this bad concept until he got downstairs.

Shiwen has pulled the threshold of the concept word bad to the lowest.

The fried eggs are dark, and you have to look closely to see a little yellow.

As for the vegetable porridge, there is nothing mysterious on the surface.

"The appearance is a bit ugly, why don't you just drink porridge, the porridge looks good." Shi Wen filled a bowl of porridge and brought it in front of him, "Because it was too hot just now, I haven't tasted it, you can try it first , it’s not tasty, we’d better order takeaway.”

"Well, I'll try fried eggs first."

Shen Yizhou didn't look forward to it, nor was he disappointed. Instead, he felt relieved that my younger brother had just grown up.

But when he ate a bite of egg white, he almost lost his expression.

"How about it?"

Shi Wen watched his face carefully, but didn't notice anything unusual.

"It's fine, it's fine."

Shen Yizhou curled up his fingers to distract himself.

Shi Wen probably put sugar as salt, and didn't know the meaning of the right amount.

His mouth was so sweet that it was greasy, and there was a burnt taste, and it was greasy, mixed together, it was indescribable.

Shen Yizhou comforted himself that apart from a little nausea and the need to drink a few more glasses of water, there was no major problem.

He took a sip of the milk, thinking it was a good thing the milk was normal.

Shi Wen made sure that his complexion was the same, and pushed the porridge forward: "Taste the porridge."

Shen Yizhou glanced at the porridge in front of him, and then at the porridge in the pot, to make sure that it wasn't Shi Wen who piled all the vegetables into his bowl.

He couldn't understand why there was only a small portion of porridge in a bowl of vegetable porridge. It was almost a bowl of vegetables with butter floating in it. Could it be because there were two words for green vegetables and only one for porridge?

Without changing his face, he dug a spoonful and prepared his mind before putting it in his mouth.

"..."

For example, the amount of sugar in the dish exceeds the standard, and even the green vegetables seem to be undercooked, but the rice is cooked, but the taste has completely changed.

"Yuanyuan, did you fry your vegetables separately and then put them in?"

Shi Wen took it for granted: "Yeah, shouldn't you do this? What if they are not cooked together?"

"...Well, yes, Yuan Yuan is great."

With a numb face, Shen Yizhou scooped up a spoon and blew it, and finished the porridge mechanically. Fortunately, the bowl at home was small and the portion was not much.

Seeing that he was not sloppy at all, Shi Wen tilted his head and asked, "Not enough for another bowl?"

"I'm full." Shen Yizhou shook his head.

His peripheral vision glanced at the fried egg, and before he stopped, he heard Shi Wen sigh.

"It seems that I made this porridge very successfully. You don't like the eggs if they are not fried well."

"No." Shen Yizhou put the fried egg into a bowl and finished eating slowly, "I like everything you make for me."

He drank the milk, and took the plates away without waiting for time to eat.

"You made me breakfast, and as a reward, I'll make you your favorite oil-splashed noodles."

"Isn't that a waste of time? Besides, I haven't tried my own!"

Shi Wen chased after him.

Shen Yizhou: "It's been two months since I ate the breakfast I made, do you really want to miss it today?"

Shi Wen chooses to follow his heart: "Think!"

He put the plate aside, put on an apron, saw that Shiwen was still blocking the door, and smiled helplessly: "Come here and tie it for me."

"it is good."

Shi Wen didn't think about anything at first, so he obediently grabbed the ropes on both sides of the apron and pulled it back.

Shen Yizhou's slender waistline was immediately revealed, and he could wrap one arm around it.

Shi Wen was stunned, inexplicably a little shy.

He really wanted to touch it, but he felt like he would be beaten by Brother Zhou.

Shen Yizhou urged: "What are you still doing standing behind? Help me chop green onions."

"Ah good."

When Shi Wen saw Cong in front of Shen Yizhou, he suddenly thought carefully.

He leaned forward and made an embracing posture. When he retreated, he intentionally or unintentionally rubbed against Shen Yizhou, and pretended to unconsciously support Shen Yizhou's waist with his hands, which was considered to have fulfilled his wish.

"I'll cut to the side."

Satisfied, he took the onion and slipped aside, completely oblivious to Shen Yizhou's embarrassing and blushing complexion.

"I'm going to find out where the gloves are at home."

Shen Yizhou fled in despair, cursing Shi Wen in his heart for being a fool.

They're all men, Shen Yizhou doesn't know what it is that made him stand out just now.

Even if you don't get up, Shi Wen's size is still very spectacular.

The author has something to say: Yuan Yuan: Hey, stick it.