I am used to the president of a listed company who speaks eloquently, but for the time being, I don't realize what kind of existence I have offended.
I just typed on my own: a Daoxiu number of level 30 is like a mineral water bottle on the roadside. Although it can be recycled, it is only worth fifty cents. One more is not much, and one less is not much.
Yun Feiyang: If you need it, I can help you practice a Mozu account, the Mozu is the king of the Demon Realm.
Seeing this, Su Xingchen was so angry that he didn't want to talk to this person anymore.
"You are the mineral water bottle..." The hateful and vicious owner of the house, why should he say that someone else's account is only worth fifty cents
In reality, Su Xingchen bit his lower lip, clicked his finger on the mouse, and pressed down the button to delete friends until his fingernails turned white, before he realized that he had lost control of his emotions.
Su Xingchen finally understood why as soon as he faced the owner of the house, he would lose his sense of normalcy, and even found it difficult to accept the bad attitude of the owner of the house.
Because he really wants to be friends with the owner of the house.
It's a pity that the other party doesn't seem to have this idea...
This is why Su Xingchen is unhappy.
"Forget it." Su Xingchen certainly understands the truth that friends are rare, so he persuaded himself to treat the owner with a normal heart.
So Su Xingchen withdrew the idea of deleting friends, and typed a line: Thank you, but I don't need you to help me practice my account. Then, I'm going to do the task, goodbye.
Yu Fengxing watched Xiao Daoxiu leave in front of him helplessly, his fingers on the keyboard paused, a little surprised.
However, letting Xiao Daoxiu go like this is definitely not Yu Fengxing's style.
After a while, Little Trash received a transaction request from a demon youth. He opened it and saw that it was a full 500 gold coins and some valuable things.
Su Xingchen felt very speechless, the owner of the house, why did he give him such a valuable thing
So he clicked to decline the transaction.
President Yu, who was rejected again, stared at the system prompt with an expressionless face, did nothing but leave the keyboard with both hands, leaned on the chair and lit a cigarette for himself.
That's how it went for about ten minutes.
Yun Feiyang: If I were you, I would wait until the heat is over before going online.
Yu Fengxing, even a dead man, could feel Xiao Daoxiu's disgust towards him.
So after saying this, he manipulated the characters and ran to other places.
Sweet and sour lotus root: Thank you for your reminder, Yun Feiyang.
This private message, lying in Yun Feiyang's conversation list, has not been opened.
Su Xingchen, who was indeed harassed a lot during the task, decided to follow the owner's advice and temporarily give up the idea of playing games. After a while, the popularity of sweet and sour lotus root subsides, and then come up to have a look.
Just at this time, President Yu clicked on Xiao Daoxiu's news, and saw with his own eyes that Xiao Daoxiu's profile picture changed from color to gray.
Yu Fengxing's inexplicably irritable mood was inexplicably healed: "You are really obedient."
"Hah!" Su Xingchen, who was being yelled at, slapped twice in one day, worried that he would catch a cold, so he secretly searched for the medicine box in the house.
As a result, even the packaged banlangen was not found.
"..."
Su Xingchen could only go into the kitchen, took two pieces of ginger for himself, soaked them in boiling water, and added two spoons of brown sugar.
After drinking it, my whole body is warm, and my cheeks are also hot.
Then Su Xingchen went to sleep.
On the other side of City S, Yu Fengxing brewed a pot of strong black tea for himself, and drank cup after cup to resist the sleepiness that quietly struck.
Yu Fengxing didn't want to sleep.
Not because he couldn't sleep.
Yu Fengxing was just a disgusting nightmare that haunted him. After disappearing inexplicably for a while a while ago, he continued to come back to haunt him last night.
This made Yu Fengxing very irritable, and at the same time, he delved into the reason why he was not awakened by the nightmare a few days ago.
But no matter what Yu Fengxing thought, he couldn't think of any difference.
After smoking several cigarettes one after another, the handsome but gloomy man extinguished the half-smoked cigarette in his hand and went back to his room to sleep.
midnight.
Su Xingchen, who went to bed early, heard the painful ravings from the owner's bedroom again.
"Having a nightmare again?" The sleepy young man got up from the sofa and rubbed his eyes, put on his slippers, walked unsteadily into the bathroom, wrung out a hot towel, went to the owner of the house, and put his eyes on his eyes, all in one go.
Oh, yes, we still have to hold hands.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid anymore." Su Xingchen sat sleepily on the edge of the bed, and even yawned, so his voice was vague and perfunctory.
The miraculous thing is that every time the owner of the house who has nightmares, as long as he hears Su Xingchen's comfort, no matter whether he is very passive and sabotage, he will immediately get better.
"Hmm..." The owner of the house relaxed his pretty eyebrows, and slowly transitioned from pain to relief, and then to calm breathing. During this process, he kept firmly holding Su Xingchen's palm.
Su Xingchen saw that the owner of the house was suffering so much, so he was ashamed to complain about the owner's vicious mouth.
Maybe... maybe, the owner of the house has gone through unknown pains to become the speechless person in the game.
Well, be more tolerant to yourself and understand the pain of others, which is also liberating your own emotions.
Su Xingchen's mood suddenly brightened: "Good night, Yun Feiyang." Even his tone was light and bright.
This emotion seemed to have affected Yu Fengxing who was sleeping, making him sleep until dawn in a dreamless and painless sleep with long and soothing breaths.
woke up.
Yu Fengxing silently looked at the ceiling, carefully recalling that he seemed to have had a dream last night, but it was not a nightmare, but a comfortable dream.
That kind of warmth, like the feeling of floating on the clouds, makes people search and track with gusto.
After enjoying it, I fell back to reality, but there was only a trace of loss in my heart.
Because there is nothing in reality, only the real life that still makes people dare not relax.
"..." Yu Fengxing sighed softly, got up in a good mood, and got ready to go to work.
Su Xingchen got up in the morning and made breakfast. It was the glutinous rice chicken with scallops and scallops prepared last night. In addition to scallops and scallops, the fillings also included corn kernels, carrot dices, meat and vegetables, wrapped in dried lotus leaves, and tasted fragrant Intense, tasty and juicy.
Among them, dried scallops and scallops are ingredients brought by Su Xingchen from Beijing. They are a bit expensive, so the portion is small, and it only serves to enhance the freshness.
The finished product is made, but it is delicious.
Yu Fengxing ate two in a row without getting tired of it.
Mr. Yu, who has a lot of money, suddenly noticed that there were only two scallops and scallops in a lotus leaf glutinous rice chicken. Compared with the size of the lotus leaf bag, the scallops and scallops were pitifully small.
Combined with the ingredients that the mysterious person used to cook in the past, they were all very common ingredients. There had never been seafood, cattle and sheep, such more expensive types, and Yu Fengxing guessed that the mysterious person was not rich.
And this mysterious man who is not rich, for some unknown reason, never stops giving himself three meals a day.
Thinking of this, President Yu murmured irritably: "...you haven't had supper for two days."
Su Xingchen, who was moving furniture at Uncle Niu's house, suddenly had an itchy nose, and said to Uncle Niu, "Then I'll move the desk and chair back first, and I'll move the bed tomorrow, and then I'll take you there to help me install it."
"Well, it's settled like that." Uncle Niu smiled. He likes Su Xingchen very much these days, so he asked Su Xingchen to stay: "Don't rush back, uncle is going to cook now."
As he said, he clapped his hands, turned around and was about to wash the rice.
"No no, Uncle Niu..." Seeing this, Su Xingchen hurriedly said, "We will have dinner together when you come over tomorrow.
"Are you going back now?" Uncle Niu persevered: "If you don't wait any longer, the meal will come soon."
"Really not." Su Xingchen refused with a smile, checked the ropes fixing the furniture one last time, and drove the tricycle back home.
"Wow!"
When the dogs saw their master coming back, they flicked their tails and excitedly followed the tricycle into the yard.
Su Xingchen got off the car, carefully untied the rope, and put one, two... bamboo chairs down from the car.
Just put it in the middle of the yard where it can be exposed to the sun, and there is no rush to move it into the hall on the first floor.
Bamboo furniture consists of three chairs, a bamboo table used as a dining table, and a multi-functional bamboo cabinet, which can be opened to put dishes and items, and things can be placed on it.
Uncle Niu made it very delicate and small, but it also has a certain weight.
After Su Xingchen finished moving the furniture, he was covered in a thin sweat.
Su Xingchen took advantage of the possibility that the owner of the house was at work and hadn't come home yet, so he went upstairs to take a shower, and then started cooking.
These days, Su Xingchen has figured out that the owner of the house is most likely a nine-to-five office worker.
I usually spend weekends on time, but I am very homely, I hardly go out, and I don’t socialize with friends at home, or... have no friends at all.
The reason why Su Xingchen guessed this way was because the owner's cell phone seldom rang, and even if it did, it was as if he was talking about business.
It is almost certain that the owner of the house is a single dog.
Oh no, Su Xingchen thought, I was wrong, the owner of the house is not a single dog, he is the single dog, and the owner of the house is a golden bachelor.
The super handsome kind.
Even a little trash like Su Xingchen has a yearning to make friends with him. It is conceivable that the owner of the house should be very popular with women in real life.
Su Xingchen nodded, agreeing with his thoughts.
Then I opened the owner's 'idle' refrigerator. This large refrigerator contained a few bottles of the owner's foreign wine, and the rest were all ingredients.
At noon today, Su Xingchen prepared a dish of pearl balls and a dish of snow peas with egg with the glutinous rice left over from the morning.
Pearl balls use glutinous rice, pork stuffing, and water chestnuts.
Since he didn't have water chestnuts on hand, Su Xingchen chose carrots and corn kernels and smashed them to replace water chestnuts. Stir them together with fat and lean minced meat, add flavor-enhancing seasonings, make balls of a moderate size, and wrap them in a A layer of cooked glutinous rice, a white and fat pearl ball, and you're done.
An eight-inch household porcelain plate can hold twenty crystal clear white pearl balls.
Put it in a pot and steam it, sprinkle with green onion, it has a beautiful appearance and a good meaning, and the taste is delicious, it is really a must-have lucky dish during the New Year and festivals.
Su Xingchen himself also likes to eat.
After making it, I couldn't help but tasted one first. The soft taste of glutinous rice made young people who like to eat glutinous rice close their eyes and hum comfortably: "It's delicious."
Su Xingchen quickened his movements, finished making the egg yolks and snow peas, and distributed twelve pearl balls to the owner of the house, who had a huge appetite.
Su Xingchen opened the food box and was about to put food in it, but found a stack of blinding cash lying in it...
Well, a stack of bright red hundred-dollar bills.
Seeing that Su Xingchen was speechless, why does the owner of the house like throwing money at people so much
Although the owner of the house does appear to be rich, the money cannot be accepted, Su Xingchen thought so, when he reached out to take out the cash, he found that there was still a note.
Su Xingchen opened the note, and the first thing he saw was the owner of the house's flamboyant pen writing, which was very vigorous and beautiful.
The note said: Please continue to make supper, thank you.
Su Xingchen: "..."
Su Xingchen thought blankly, the owner of the house even handed out a small note to bribe, so is it still far from handing a small note to order food
The author has something to say: Su Xingchen: This kind of atmosphere cannot be encouraged.