I don't know when the lights in the corridor have turned on. The halo of yellow light shines from behind Xi Ze, casting a faint halo around him.
The first thing Xi Ze noticed when he opened the door was the thin necklace hanging around Ming Yu's neck, probably a clavicle chain. There is only one hanging on the other end of the pendant... er... crystal mushroom, which seems to be out of style.
Seeing this, Xi Ze raised her thin lips, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Remember that gift?"
Ming Yu was directly at the door, he smiled slyly, nodded and said, "Yes, remember, if you don't give this gift, I won't let you in."
Hearing this, Xi Ze looked helpless, but the curvature of the corners of his lips did not show a trace of whereabouts. He pretended to be thoughtful, and after a while, he asked, "Then I will cook a table for you reluctantly."
Ming Xiaoyu: "…"
After a while, Ming Yu said with a serious face: "Can I exchange a gift?"
Xi Ze raised an eyebrow lightly: "No."
"... Then I'll close the door."
In the blink of an eye, Ming Yu raised his hand to pull the door handle, but how could Xi Ze do what he wanted? Suddenly, Xi Ze grabbed the boy's thin wrist, and before Ming Yu could react, he took a big step, officially entered the room, and closed the door along the way.
Ming Xiaoyu: "...?_?"
Xi Ze: "^_^"
Although it showed that Xiaoyu absolutely did not want to see a table of dark and unrecognizable dishes, but Xi Ze broke into the door, and he couldn't drive him out. So with the idea of "maybe I can watch a little bit", Ming Yu offered to help in the kitchen, and under Xi Ze's consideration, he squeezed into the kitchen abruptly.
In fact, when Xi Ze knocked on the door, he carried a large bag in his left hand, but at that time his hand was blocked by the door, so Ming Yu didn't notice it either. And when Xi Ze took out all the vegetables in the bag, Ming Yu looked at the vegetables one by one, and slowly changed from this "(⊙口⊙)" expression to this "(/=＿=)/~ ┴┴”.
Ming Xiaoyu: What are you doing? This shrimp, this lion head, this tenderloin, and these cutlets! ! !
What are you trying to do! ! !
As if aware of the young man's grief and indignation, the handsome and noble man calmly took out the shrimp from the crisper, and then replied calmly: "Oh, today is limited, so I will cook some simple dishes. For example, braised lions. Head, crystal shrimp, sweet and sour pork loin... Well, let's add a piece of boiled pork."
Hearing these familiar names of dishes, Ming Xiaoyu's face turned red with anger, but how could he know that a certain man was quietly looking at his red face, and the corners of his lips were raised meaningfully.
And what happened next made Ming Yu's eyes wide in horror. Even when he was suddenly reborn, it didn't give him such a big stimulation, because he actually saw: This man is cooking skillfully and smoothly. ! ! !
Vinegar, soy sauce, cooking wine... These seasonings seem to have life in the hands of men. They automatically and consciously appear in Xi Ze's hands. As long as he needs it, then Xi Ze can pick it up without even looking at it. A certain seasoning, and then calmly put a little in the bowl and pot.
For example, when putting sugar, Ming Yu remembered that he was always very entangled. He should pay attention not to put too little, and of course not to put too much. But do you know how Xi Ze does it? !
He didn't even look at it, he took the sugar spoon and poured the sugar into it! ! !
The thin white granulated sugar fell on the tenderloin like snowflakes with the movements of the man's wrist. Soon, the sweet and sour fragrance diffused from the pot to the surroundings. Ming Xiaoyu, who was smelling the smell, was almost drooling, but Xi Ze was still turning the pot in a hurry.
When Xi Ze picked up the cooking wine and sprinkled it a little, Ming Xiaoyu found out in horror—
The pot is on fire! ! !
… Although Ming Xiaoyu’s cooking skills are a little ordinary, he still knows that putting wine can easily set fire in the pot, and this sudden wine fire usually makes the meat more delicious and delicate, and the taste is authentic, but this is only a theory, Ming Xiaoyu two I have never seen a friend who can do this in my life! ! !
Can you imagine that this man can have such good cooking skills? ! ! !
It must not be possible!
This is Xi Ze!
Is Xi Ze cooking delicious? Believe it or not, Ming Xiaoyu now believes it anyway.
By the time he finished the crystal shrimp, Ming Xiaoyu had already cleared up the horrified expression on his face, and calmly helped Xi Ze hand over bowls and plates... Yes, he found that in this kitchen, he could only do this kind of thing. things are up.
"Aren't you surprised?" Xi Ze asked calmly while putting the white soy sauce.
Ming Xiaoyu's mouth twitched slightly and nodded, "Well, I'm not surprised."
How can this be surprising? !
When Ming Xiaoyu saw that the man even picked up a carrot and a small kitchen knife while arranging the plate, and carved a lifelike flower in three strokes, he was surprised no matter how much. For the sake of numbness, Ming Yu probably also realized that all the things he had when he was sick last time were probably cooked by Xi Zhe alone.
Thinking of this, Ming Xiaoyu couldn't help but ask curiously, "I don't remember that you have a serious cleanliness addiction?"
Xi Ze put the crystal shrimp on the plate and said casually, "So it's only you and me who have eaten what I cook."
The man's tone was calm and unwavering, as if he really just said something casually without any other meaning, but Ming Yu was stunned for a moment. At this moment, Ming Yu actually felt that the drunkenness that had sobered up at noon hit his brain again.
Lifting the corners of his lips, Ming Yu looked at the tall and straight back of the man for a while, and finally gave a low laugh without answering.
Zhao Rui always said that his flirting skills are top-notch
But Ming Xiaoyu deeply felt that compared to this man, he was a novice in flirting with girls.
- I said, Ming Xiaoyu, do you know that Xi Ze can't flirt with girls at all! There is only one skill that he lights up, and you may not believe it when you say it, that is: the skill of teasing mushrooms!
There are not many dishes, there are only four plates in total, but they are as delicate as if they were served from a top restaurant, beautiful and bright. The braised lion head gravy is tender and fragrant, and you can feel the excellent taste just by looking at it; and the crystal shrimps are all crystal clear, translucent and smooth, and some green leaves (uncultured) are used. Ming Xiaoyu said that he really didn't know this thing) decorated around the plate, highlighting the shrimp like a star holding the moon.
In addition to the aroma and taste, Xi Ze cooking must also have an impeccable visual aesthetic.
If Ming Xiaoyu was in the mood to take a tape measure to measure it, then he would find that all the tender leaves used for the plate were placed at a certain distance, with a maximum error of no more than 3 mm. In addition to the paranoia of a certain man, the requirements for this placement are also his aesthetic requirements—
Since this is the best way to place it, it must be done.
One night's food, Ming Xiaoyu's reserved from the beginning, full of thoughts "I can't submit to evil forces, I have to stay calm", and slowly turned into "Damn, why is this dish so delicious" , and finally became the grief of "No way, why this is gone, I can eat another ten bowls of rice".
Xi Ze didn't move a few chopsticks, he just took two bites at random, then put the chopsticks on the white porcelain bowl, crossed his hands, gently supported his chin, and stared at the young man over the table with an indifferent smile. .
After Ming Yu had eaten and drank enough, Xi Ze looked at his contented appearance and couldn't help laughing softly, and then asked, "Since it's finished, do you want to go and see the gift I want to give you?"
Ming Yu was stunned for a moment, and after a while he responded: "Isn't your gift from this table?"
Xi Ze raised his eyebrows: "Then you don't want other gifts?"
Ming Xiaoyu immediately shook her head: "Go, let's see your gift!"
Xi Ze came to the door almost empty-handed. Except for the big cabbage, he didn't bring anything else. Therefore, Ming Yu followed him into the elevator at this time, intending to go to Xi Ze's apartment to see the so-called gift.
Xi Ze told Ming Yu a long time ago that his apartment is on the top floor of this building, not where his apartment is on the top floor, but: the entire top floor is his apartment.
This house is as clean, simple, generous and stylish as Ming Yu had envisioned.
There are only three colors in the whole house: black, white and blue. Luxurious and capable dark, simple and innocent pure white, and secluded and charming dark blue, these three colors blend together to form a wonderful visual effect. Of course, most of the colors are still black and white, with only a handful of dark blue interspersed in it, which plays the role of icing on the cake.
"Go to the cloakroom."
When Ming Yu was looking at the house, Xi Ze didn't bother him, but after seeing that the young man didn't even want to lift his steps, Xi Ze suddenly laughed, and simply took the young man's hand and walked to a certain room.
After opening the door, Ming Yu was completely stunned in place.
Not to mention people in the fashion circle, even many outsiders and ordinary people like to design a cloakroom at home, or a changing room. Ming Yu also had one in his previous life, which contained all kinds of clothing, watches, perfumes, and shoes that he had endorsed since his debut. It was really dazzling, and he was once praised by his friends as a "fashion paradise".
In this life, the Muse apartment was too small, so Ming Yu did not design a cloakroom. But the house he bought has already started to be renovated. After moving in, there will be a large cloakroom there.
Ming Xiaoyu is very confident in his future, so he designed the cloakroom to be very large, thinking that he will not need to change it in the next five years. But compared with the cloakroom in front of him, it can only be regarded as a drop in the bucket, and there is no possibility that it can be compared at all.
There are two floors in this cloakroom. Even Ming Yu didn't notice that there is a loft on the top floor of Muse's apartment. At this moment, the attic is designed right above the cloakroom, creating a loft for it. Two-tier layout.
On the left side of the cloakroom, there are all kinds of men's haute couture dresses; on the right side of the cloakroom, there are all kinds of men's coats, from elegant and generous suits to cold and long trench coats, they are all according to their own style. The order is properly arranged, and they hang there one by one. Ming Yu's eyes are wide open, and some don't know how to react.
In the three large glass cabinets in the center of the room, there are all kinds of watches, collar clips, and cuffs. There was a row of shoes on the wall directly opposite, ranging from leather shoes to boots, gleaming with the elegance of leather under the bright light.
But seeing this, Ming Yu suddenly realized one thing: "I remember this is just your house?"
Xi Ze nodded calmly: "Well, one set."
Ming Xiaoyu: "... Then, in your other houses, there are cloakrooms like this?"
In Ming Xiaoyu's eyes, "Don't say you have it, or I will kill you on behalf of the readers", Xi Ze smiled and raised the corners of his lips, he nodded lightly: "Well, basically Yes. The one in the villa is a little bigger than this one."
Ming Xiaoyu: "… (┙>∧