private kitchen

Just like what Lin Yize said, he suddenly became busy. This guy used to lazily sit in a rocking chair and have a cup of tea in the Humble Garden, but now he has changed suddenly, and he has returned to the suit and leather shoes when the two first met. elite look.

He Qingshan is not used to it, it feels as if the two of them have been together all the time, but now suddenly there is an empty side, and when they come home at night, they are also alone, and they feel very uncomfortable.

Lin Yize has been coming home very late these days. He sometimes waits until 11:12 or [-]:[-] in the evening, until he is so sleepy that he dozes off before seeing him push the door in. Sometimes he smells of alcohol and falls asleep without saying a few words. In the past, and he was still sleeping in a daze in the morning, Lin Yize had already got up and left.

Although it's only been a few days, He Qingshan already feels a little wronged, but there's nothing he can do about it, he knows that Lin Yize is doing this for their future.

Lin Yize seldom goes to the Clumsy Garden now, and the business of the Clumsy Garden has been half-idle. Mr. Zhou thinks this is just right. Some time ago, the business was too frequent, and he didn't have time to correct He Qingshan's problems.

The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Lin Yize deliberately turned down all the entertainment, and went to the Humble Garden early. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a few helpers chatting idlely in the yard. Aoyama's voice.

If this was normal, Lin Yize wouldn't think it was a big deal, after all, without a strict teacher, he wouldn't be able to become an excellent apprentice, but now, Lin Yize hasn't gotten close to He Qingshan for several days, standing outside the window and listening to him being trained, Feeling somewhat uncomfortable, he frowned, opened the door and walked in.

Zhou Laozheng was talking vigorously, and when he saw him coming, he became more energetic, and greeted him with his hand: "Yize is here, come here, you came just in time, look at this little cook in your house, how can you put this The green vegetables are fried!!"

Lin Yize walked over to take a look, and almost laughed out loud. The dissatisfaction in his heart disappeared immediately. There was a plate of yellow, black and black vegetables on the table, and there was a burst of burnt smell. Made by someone just out of the kitchen.

He Qingshan stood beside him, his face was red and then white, he lowered his head and said nothing, Zhou Lao said that he was reluctant, but his face had a smile on his face: "Tell me about you, how many times has this happened?" Oh, why are you always absent-minded recently, and you almost burned the pot yesterday!!"

"You little guy, I don't know what's going on in your head these days!!" Zhou Lao said and pushed him hard on the forehead, He Qingshan took a step back in frustration, Lin Yize quickly reached out Stop, follow Elder Zhou and say a few words to He Qingshan, and laugh and laugh to smooth things over, it's late, the road is not easy today, let Fengzi take you home early.

After sending off Mr. Zhou, Lin Yize returned to the house, He Qingshan was still standing there staring at the dish in a daze, Lin Yize put his hands on his shoulders, nodded his head with a smile: "What? You're being scolded for being stupid? "

He Qingshan raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes were a little erratic, Lin Yize looked at the plate of dishes on the table, and also felt a little strange: "You can still fry the dishes..."

He Qingshan picked up the plate of green vegetables, as if he still couldn't believe that it was his masterpiece, and after a while, he said with a sad and indignant expression: "I haven't fried vegetables since I was seven years old. It's..."

Lin Yize finally couldn't help laughing out loud, He Qingshan put the plate on the table, turned and glared at him: "Hey, you haven't forgotten what happened tomorrow!??"

Lin Yize coughed twice, raised his eyebrows, and asked casually, "Tomorrow? What's going on tomorrow!?"

Knowing that he was pretending to be stupid, He Qingshan stretched out his hand and slapped him on the chest, and couldn't help but also laughed.

Lin Yize stretched out his arms to hug him, smiled and leaned over to knock on the plate of the fried dishes, and nodded his head again: "Tell me, I can't pretend to be serious...how big is it?" Ah, I'm so nervous for you, the dishes are all overcooked..."

He Qingshan glanced at him sideways, without saying a word, he raised his hand and dumped the dish into the trash can.

Lin Yize sat down on the chair that Mr. Zhou sat on just now, stretched out his hand and pulled him onto his lap, and rubbed his face against his face with a smile. , Lin Yize tightly held him in his arms with both hands, not letting go, He Qingshan looked around and saw that all the boys over there were in the yard, so he sat down halfway.

The two of them didn't have much time to get close to each other these few days, and now they were sitting so quietly, both of them felt very satisfied, Lin Yize's head rested on He Qingshan's neck, He Qingshan sniffed the faint smell on his body The smell of tobacco tugged at his unruly hair: "You have changed a lot now compared to when I first met you!"

Lin Yize raised his head with a smile and asked him: "What was I like before..."

"In the past, I pretended..." He Qingshan narrowed his eyes and pinched his chin, looking teasing, but stared at him intently: "My uncle said later: That little boss came to our store , and even touched the table with his hands, for fear that there would be dust on the table..."

Lin Yize chuckled, reached out and patted his ass: "By the way, I'm going to your house tomorrow, do you need to buy something?"

He Qingshan frowned and thought for a while: "There is no need to buy anything, my mother said that he is ready, so there is no need to buy anything!"

"Seeing the mother-in-law empty-handed, it's inappropriate after all!!" Lin Yize raised his eyebrows, and said jokingly, He Qingshan slapped him lightly on the face, and cursed with a smile: "Go to your mother-in-law!!"

Lin Yize turned his head cooperatively, and then said in a negotiating tone: "I bought some cigarettes and alcohol for your uncle and brother, and two boxes of cosmetics for your mother and sister-in-law. Let's go to the supermarket later and buy some food. Let's take it together...what do you think?"

He Qingshan laughed twice, and kissed him on the face: "Boss Lin, you are really thoughtful..."

Lin Yize scratched his nose, and said affectionately: "Take other people's things softly, I hope they will be gentler when they beat us out tomorrow!!"

He Qingshan frowned: "Crow's Mouth!!!" He raised his head a little proudly: "My mother loves me so much, so she can't bear to hit me!!"

I was full of confidence when I said this sentence at the time, on the second day, Lin Yize parked the car at the door of his house, but He Qingshan refused to drive the door, his nervous hands and feet were cold.

Lin Yize looked at him and found it a little funny, this little cook didn't sleep much last night, tossing and turning, and when he woke up this morning, the dark circles under his eyes were worse than that of a panda.

Lin Yize was not in a hurry, he lit a cigarette slowly, and looked at He Qingshan with a smile: "You said you, why are you nervous, didn't you say your mother didn't want to beat you yesterday..." He looked at his phone: " It's past 4 o'clock, and your uncle asked you to arrive at 5 o'clock, so you can't get off? You can't just sit in the car all the time!" He stretched out his hand and scratched his nose: "I see you are scared, this point Darling..."

He Qingshan frowned and glared at Lin Yize impatiently, took a deep breath, as if he had made great determination: "Who's scared!! Let's go!!"

As he spoke, he pushed open the car door and got out of the car heroically, then turned his head and ordered Lin Yize ferociously: "Put out the cigarette, my mother doesn't like people smoking!! Get everything! Don't worry about it in a while!" Don't talk nonsense!!"

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