At dinner time, Zhuang Yan went to the appointment on time.
Xie Ning's house is in the building behind his house, not far apart, but the villa here occupies a large area, and it takes a big circle to walk there. Zhuang Yan parked the car directly in front of Xie Ning's house.
After entering the house, his eyes fell on Xie Ning, his eyes paused, and he slowed down.
Shainin is wearing a home casual outfit today. It was warmer indoors, he didn't wrap himself up like he did when he went out, and his slender and slender figure was completely exposed.
Just too thin.
Zhuang Yan glanced at his waist one more time, and couldn't help but wonder when his eyes turned to other places.
It feels like I can hold it with one hand.
In terms of style, Xie Ning's expression is indifferent and his appearance is handsome, which should belong to the cold style, but Zhuang Yan thinks it is cute, he just wants to hold people in his arms and knead like a doll.
When Xie Ning looked up, he met his deep gaze, and was stunned subconsciously.
Zhuang Yan said while changing his shoes, "I came in a hurry today, so I didn't bring anything."
Shainin took him to the living room, turned on the TV, and threw him the remote control: "No need to bring anything."
The living room is decorated very simply, except for the necessary furniture, there are no other unnecessary decorations, and the owner's preferences cannot be observed at all.
On the glass coffee table in front of the sofa, there is only a set of glass tea sets and paper towels. There are no fruit and tea leaves. I don't know if they are put away, or I don't think there will be guests at all.
"I'm going to the kitchen before dinner is ready." Xie Ning took two steps, remembered something, and turned to ask him, "By the way, what do you want to drink?"
Just as Zhuang Yan came in from the cold wind, he asked very naturally, "Is there ginger soup?"
Xie Ning: "...No."
Xie Ning felt a little embarrassed at this time. In the afternoon, he contacted Mr. Yang Rui and made an appointment to meet.
As the meal was approaching, he remembered that someone would come to eat dinner at night, so he hurried to the kitchen.
I didn't have time to cook, so I didn't want to prepare ginger soup.
Fortunately, Zhuang Yan didn't have to ask for ginger soup, and asked, "Do you have Coke?"
Xie Ning: "...No."
Zhuang Yan: "Orange juice?"
Xie Ning: "... Neither."
Zhuang Yan: "…"
Zhuang Yan really wanted to ask if I didn't have anything, so why did you ask me, but Xie Ning seemed to be very embarrassed, and swallowed the originally mean words.
He asked in a good-natured manner: "Then... what's there to drink?"
Xie Ning thought for a while: "Coffee?"
Zhuang Yan thought, drinking coffee at this time, don't plan to sleep at night
"And milk."
Zhuang Yan chuckled lightly: "give me a cup of hot water."
Xie Ning: "Oh, good." What's wrong with drinking milk! what's so funny!
There seemed to be a faint sound in the kitchen, and Xie Ning remembered that he was still cooking soup, and hurriedly said "I'll take a look at the kitchen", and left Zhuang Yan in the living room alone.
There was a variety show on TV. Zhuang Yan watched it for a while and was not very interested, so he simply lowered his head and played with his phone.
Qi Rui didn't know where to socialize, so he took a photo and sent it to the WeChat group, saying that he met Xu Qing's idiot.
The photo was blurry and the lighting was not good, but I could see Xu Qing's face and the little star in his arms.
Some people recognized the little star as Xiao Shi, and it was quite popular.
Everyone knew about Xu Qing's pursuit of Zhuang Yan back then, and friends in the group started to gossip.
Zhuang Yan sneered.
What kind of virtue lies under Xu Qing's skin, he could see it at a glance back then, and after all these years, it was revealed.
He was so annoying to Xu Qing that he sent an emoji in the group. When everyone saw him coming out, they knew his temper and changed the subject.
Cleaned up.
Just thinking about it, Qi Rui poked him alone and sent a private chat.
Qi Rui: Did you know that Xie Ning is actually very good-looking! But I'm not the same type as you, and I don't see any resemblance.
Qi Rui: He is pure and clean, and has an excellent temperament. Those little stars are dwarfed by him. He was also a man of the school at that time, but he didn't know how to like Xu Qing.
Zhuang Yan: Have you met him
Qi Rui: No, but I got the photos.
Qi Rui: Are you interested? Want to see me send you, it's really beautiful!
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows.
He typed three words in the past: not interested.
No matter how good-looking, can Mr. Rabbit be good-looking
He is only interested in Mr. Rabbit now.
Xie Ning has been going to the kitchen for a long time. Zhuang Yan watched the variety show boredly and swiped on Weibo again, but Xie Ning has not come out yet.
He was a little strange and worried for a while, and after thinking about it, he went to the kitchen.
Xie Ning heard the movement and glanced at the door, thinking he was hungry, and said, "Wait a minute, there's still a dish that hasn't been cooked. If you're hungry, have some biscuits first?"
Zhuang Yan leaned against the door, frowned, and looked a little strange.
Seeing that Xie Ning really wanted to get him biscuits, he hurriedly stopped him and asked, "You... cook by yourself?"
"Yes." Xie Ning nodded.
Zhuang Yan asked again, "Didn't you invite Auntie to cook?"
Xie Ning said while cooking: "It's not necessary."
Xie Ning is used to living alone and doesn't like being disturbed by others. He used to take care of his own meals in the single apartment, but he just moved here, so he felt that there was no need to hire an aunt.
Zhuang Yan didn't know what he had misunderstood, and the look in his eyes was even more strange.
"You live alone in such a big house?"
Xie Ning nodded, then shook his head after a while: "Someone will come to clean on time."
Zhuang Yan asked again, "What about your family?"
"They live elsewhere." Xie Ning said that he moved out very early and lived alone, and he did not have close contact with his parents.
The more he talked, the more Zhuang Yan made up his mind.
This would be a lonely image already in his mind.
Today, the two of us had dinner. Xie Ning thought about it and made a few side dishes, and simmered another bowl of corn radish pork ribs soup.
His cooking skills are average, and he thought that according to Zhuang Yan's taste and temperament, he would make fun of him, but he didn't expect that when he got to the table, Zhuang Yan slowly took the dishes, which was completely different from the mean and sharp look of yesterday.
Is this guy transsexual
Xie Ning was surprised, and then he thought that Zhuang Yan was a guest today, and he would never lose face.
"Actually, my cooking is just average." Xie Ning said, "If you are not used to it, don't force it."
Zhuang Yan is indeed a little uncomfortable.
He never treats himself badly, and needs the best food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and he doesn't look down on anything inferior.
Shainin's cooking is normal for others, but it's not enough for him.
But Zhuang Yan couldn't bear to hit him, only said: "It's okay, I can eat it. There are not many people who can cook by themselves. Have you learned how to cook?"
Xie Ning scooped him a bowl of soup and replied calmly, "I came out very early to live alone, and I didn't study it, but I'll learn it slowly."
Zhuang Yan looked at the corn radish pork ribs soup in the bowl and hesitated for a moment.
He didn't like to eat radishes, he felt that the smell was too strong, and it tasted strange in his mouth, but at this moment, listening to Xie Ning's few words, his distress reached its peak.
Facing Xie Ning's earnest gaze, he lowered his head and took a sip.
The strong smell of radish made him subconsciously want to frown, but he held it back, chewed it twice like chewing wax, and swallowed it into his stomach.
"How is it?" Xie Ning also made corn radish pork ribs soup for the first time, and he would ask curiously, "Is it delicious?"
Zhuang Yan said against his will, "It's quite... very delicious."
Xie Ning is also strange, does he have the talent to cook soup
He scooped another spoonful for Zhuang Yan: "then drink more, and warm up your body while the soup is still hot."
Zhuang Yan: "…"
He looked down at the radish floating in the soup, gritted his teeth, and comforted himself.
This is the soup that Mr. Rabbit made for him!
Thinking of this, he felt that he could drink the whole bowl.
Think again.
This is the soup that Mr. Rabbit gave him himself!
He thinks he can drink another bowl!
Zhuang Yan has never wronged himself since he was a child.
He sighed in his heart, looking at the corners of Xie Ning's raised lips, he only felt that the taste of radish in his mouth was much lighter.
After eating, Zhuang Yan wanted to help wash the dishes, but Xie Ning stopped him: "What kind of dishes are you washing in the winter, I'm afraid your hands will freeze."
Zhuang Yan said, "I can't do nothing when you cook. I can only help wash the dishes."
Xie Ning pushed him out: "There is a dishwasher, and the cleaning aunt will come back tomorrow, so we don't have to do it ourselves."
Zhuang Yan accepted this reason and helped Xie Ning to clean up the dining table, turning his head to one side, just to see Xie Ning's slender hand flexibly pack the garbage bag and put it on the ground.
Xie Ning's hands are white and slender, and it is very pleasing to look at.
Zhuang Yan had no intention of leaving. Xie Ning sat with him back in the living room and poured him another cup of hot water. He was a little confused at the moment.
He's really not good at communicating with people, and he doesn't know what to say.
Fortunately, Zhuang Yan spoke first, and he asked, "How old are you?"
Shainin: "25."
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't look like it."
Xie Ning still remembered what happened last night, and said blankly, "I'm an adult."
Zhuang Yan suddenly smiled: "I mean, you look like a college student who just graduated." Pure and cute.
Xie Ning glared at him: "I have been working for several years."
He was born good-looking, and his stare was not fierce, but like a hook, scratching Zhuang Yan's heart.
Zhuang Yan: "Why are you staring at me, I didn't say anything to you."
Xie Ning said slowly: "You didn't say it, but you must be thinking about something."
Zhuang Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Mr. Rabbit, are you still cruel?"
Xie Ning was already familiar with his temperament by now, and he kept his mouth shut in line with the principle of constant change.
However, Zhuang Yan refused to let him go, leaned closer, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Then tell me, what am I thinking?"
His voice was deep and magnetic. After deliberately lowering it, it was like a stereo sound surrounding Xie Ning, with a unique sense of sex and charm.
Xie Ning turned his head away, avoiding his face.
Zhuang Yan pulled him over reluctantly and repeated: "What do you think I'm thinking now? If I guess wrong, wouldn't I be wronged by you for nothing?"
Xie Ning: "… "
Why is this guy so annoying!
Knowing that Zhuang Yan was deliberately teasing him, Xie Ning still didn't hold back and blushed a little under his gaze.
He took a deep breath and was about to speak when the phone rang just right.
Zhuang Yan smiled with satisfaction, let go of his hand, fell on the sofa, and kindly let him go.
Caller ID, Yan Xi.
Xie Ning answered the call late, and Yan Xi's voice was anxious: "Damn it! Take a look on Weibo, your painting has been hung up!"
Xie Ning: "???"
The author has something to say: Zhuang Yan: I am not interested in Xie Ning.