Doomsday Food

No matter how old boys are, they all want to be each other's brother, father, grandfather, and ancestor. This has nothing to do with sexual orientation, it's nature——

Zhao Yichen is too flamboyant to be called brother softly by a big beauty.

Leng had a very sweet dream, he dreamed that he was hugging left and right, with Lu Yan on the left and Lu Yan on the right, and every Lu Yan was calling him brother——

This morning, Leng woke up with a smile.

Zhao Yichen rubbed his face, hugged Zhao Damiao and took a deep breath on his stomach. When he came out of the room to wash up, he found that Lu Yan had also gotten up.

Because he had been dreaming of hugging left and right all night with big beauties, he still hadn't recovered from the dream, and almost called Lu Yan a big beauty.

Lu Yan greeted him with a smile: "Morning bro—"

Zhao Yichen was overjoyed, and responded cheerfully on the surface: "Morning... You can eat some fruit to fill your belly... I'll make breakfast—"

He took out the cherries he picked the day before from the refrigerator, and asked the other party to let them cool down before eating, then he turned and went into the kitchen.

Since the other party had a history of fainting from not eating, Zhao Yichen planned to make a quick breakfast.

Take out the noodle cake I just bought yesterday, boil it in boiling water until soft, then scoop it up and put it in cold water for a while, then put it aside for later use.

I took out the water spinach given by my second aunt, cut some shredded pork, sliced ​​ginger and garlic, seasoned and cooked a soup base.

Put the noodles into the soup base and cook for another 30 seconds, turn off the power, and take out the soup noodles.

Put two bowls of noodle soup on the table, and took a plate of pickled radish and put it between the two bowls of noodles.

Lu Yan had already consciously sat on the seat, Zhao Yichen handed him chopsticks, and after he sat down together, he began to eat.

The ceiling fan above her head was spinning leisurely, the big beauty was eating noodle soup, her forehead was slightly sweating, her eyes were moistened by the heat, she looked extraordinarily soft and beautiful.

Zhao Yichen handed the other party a tissue, and Lu Yan was a little embarrassed after taking it, and then said sincerely: "You made delicious——"

He complacently said: "After all, he is in this profession——"

The two men were neither rude nor fast, Zhao Damiao finally jumped off the bed in the room.

Zhao Yichen felt that the big cat was much bigger, and wondered if it was his own illusion.

Only then did Lu Yan realize that there was actually a cat in the house.

Zhao Yichen picked up the cat from the ground, squeezed Zhao Damiao's paw and asked, "Is my cat cute—"

Lu Yan nodded and asked him politely, "Can I touch it?"

Zhao Yichen: "Of course, Big Cat has a very good personality...it's very clingy...it's not afraid of life—"

Lu Yan squatted beside Zhao Yichen's legs, reached out to touch Zhao Damiao, and raised his head to talk to Zhao Yichen.

Zhao Yichen just felt that the other party was too amazing, how could he be so good-looking?When the other party squatted and looked up at him, he felt that he could agree to whatever the other party said at that time——

After Lu Yan shook his hands twice in front of his eyes, Zhao Yichen came back to his senses and asked what the other party had just said.

Lu Yan smiled helplessly: "Can I invite you and your cat to be my MILF models?"

Zhao Yichen secretly admired the beauty's beautiful hands, and nodded, "Of course... how do you want to draw it?"

Lu Yan: "You can just hug the cat and sleep on the deck chair under the cherry tree, I will sit here and draw the panorama—"

Zhao Yichen nodded and agreed: "Okay... then shall I sit down now?"

Lu Yan stopped the other party and said to wait.

He removed the palette paint from his car, then went into the room to find a white long-sleeved shirt, and handed it to Zhao Yichen.

Lu Yan smiled harmlessly: "Can you take off your clothes and pants and change into this one?"