The Rice Pot Next Door

Chapter 25: Squirrel Mandarin Fish

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Lanshan was very moved. She thought Qiao Feng was too interesting. This person is typically cold on the outside and hot on the inside. On the surface, he doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't like to talk to people, but once he regards you as a friend, he will consider him wholeheartedly and will never betray him. Such a person is much more reliable than those who are full of sweet talk, hook up and call their brothers and brothers when they see people, and turn around and don't take anyone seriously.

Qiao Feng found that Blue Shirt was looking at him straightforwardly. She smiled and her eyes flowed. Under the night light, her eyes were like lake water under the moonlight, flashing with stars.

Well, I don't know what this woman is thinking about.

***

The next day, Lanshan did not eat the legendary squirrel mandarin fish, because Xiao Rape had to arrest her temporarily for the appointment, the reason was that "there is important information to communicate."

Lanshan had to call Qiao Feng, "Xiao Fengfeng, I am going to accompany Xiao Rape today, you don't want to make my dinner."

Qiao Feng didn't like the sudden change of the originally planned things. He complained, "The fish are all bought."

"Sorry, sorry, how about... keep it for two days?"

"You idiot, you buy fish that are killed right now. Now that the internal organs are cleaned out, how do you plan to raise them?"

Lanshan's scalp was numb, "You don't need to explain it to me in such detail... Saying that there is something wrong with the little rapeseed today..."

Qiao Feng said, "Then you go, I can feed Schrodinger when the squirrel mandarin fish is ready."

Lanshan shed tears in silence, and replied, "Then take advantage of Mr. Xue first."

After seeing Little Rape, Lanshan listened to her talk about a thrilling and exciting scene by the hot spring pool.

Lanshan was shocked. It took so long to know Little Rape that he realized that his ability to act is so sturdy.

Little Cole smiled shyly, "Actually I am dreaming."

Lanshan: "..." She stared at Little Rape with black lines all over her head, "You brought me all the way over to let me hear you talk about spring dreams?"

"No..." Little Rape hurriedly explained to her.

Lanshan was a little disappointed. It turned out to be just a misunderstanding. She asked again, "Will Wu Wen embarrass you?"

"Neither... nor, he just owes something." Little Rape suddenly thought of the scene that happened during the day.

She saw Wu Wen in the corridor during the day, but no one was there at that time. Little Rape was embarrassed and wanted to go back to the office quickly, but Wu Wen stopped her.

Wu Wen said, "I almost didn't recognize you when you put on your clothes." Seeing her flushed with shame because of her words, he left with a smile.

Lanshan comforted Little Rape, "It's okay, I guess he was just because of you... Well, after that, I feel shameless and want to find a place. You will be low-key in the future, and you will continue to work hard, and try to be stable and ruthless next time."

Little rape nodded solemnly.

***

Although Lanshan told him not to come for dinner in advance, Qiao Feng still cooked too much dinner at night. First of all, the mandarin fish he bought was a bit big. At that time, Lanshan's appetite was considered, so...

Then he fried another vegetable dish, not much, but in the end he didn't finish it.

Schrödinger tried his best and ate his stomach bulging, but unfortunately, half of the mandarin fish was left in the end.

Qiao Feng didn't want to waste food, so he had to put the rest of the food in the fresh-keeping box and put it in the refrigerator. After doing this, he went out for a walk by himself, and when he came back he ate fruit and watched TV alone.

After watching TV for a while, he felt bored, so he went to the study to read.

The study was very quiet, only the sound of his slight breathing and the sound of flipping through books from time to time. The white light filled the entire room, leaving no gap, like an unknown mist, gradually becoming thicker, constantly squeezing everything in the room, including him.

—This is a fantasy, Qiao Feng naturally knows. But this kind of fantasy brought him psychological hints, which made him feel a little tight in his chest. He put down the book, got up and opened the window.

The night wind rushed towards his face, and he took a deep breath.

The wind outside smashed the trees, rustling thousands of branches and leaves, like a lost movement. He leaned on the edge of the window, listening to the noise outside, and felt that the room was too quiet to stay.

It's strange that he has always enjoyed the undisturbed tranquility. Why does he feel absent-minded and doing nothing now

After a daze, he left the study and returned to the living room, playing video games in the living room to pass the time.

Before going to bed, Qiao Feng wants to take out the fresh milk in the refrigerator to heat it-he is used to drinking a cup of hot milk before going to bed. When he opened the refrigerator, he saw the leftovers tonight. These leftovers will not taste good until tomorrow, and he didn't want to throw them away, so he had to find someone else to eat.

So he went back to the living room and called the blue shirt.

Lanshan was playing a game and saw that the caller ID on the table was "Beast Beast". She was a little strange. She opened it and kept her hands on her hands. "Hey, Qiao Feng? Just knock on my door if you have something to do. What kind of call? ?"

"Blue shirt, come here."

Blue shirt's eyes stayed on the screen, "What are you doing? I'm busy."

"You are playing a game."

"… how do you know?"

"I heard the music of the game."

"What the hell is it, I want to finish this round."

"Please come over now, I need you to help me deal with something."

When Qiao Feng took the initiative to ask for help, Lanshan felt very fresh, so she left the game and went to the next door.

Qiao Feng opened the door for her in Totoro’s pajamas, took her to the restaurant, pointed to the two fresh-keeping boxes and a rice bowl on the table, and said, "Thank you for helping me eat them."

Lanshan grabbed his clothes and shouted, "Yeah, it's so cute!"

Qiao Feng pulled the clothes back firmly, tightened, and repeated, "Blue shirts, eat them, you can."

Lanshan's attention turned to the dining table. She saw squirrel mandarin fish and stir-fried shredded lettuce in the two lunch boxes, and her favorite fragrant rice in the bowl. The food was still vaping slowly. Just overheated.

Although it looks delicious, she has already eaten, and eating so many things will grow meat at night... So Lanshan shook his head embarrassedly, "No, I have eaten."

Qiao Feng encouraged her, "It doesn't matter, you can eat that way, it's definitely not a problem."

Okay, let’s take this as a compliment for the time being... The blue shirt gritted his teeth and shook his head, "If you eat too much, you will gain weight."

"It's just a meal, and it's not like this every day," he was tempted, his voice suddenly lowered, with such a gentle, harmless and irresistible temptation, "It's delicious, Schrödinger ate a lot. "

The blue shirt was a little shaken. She is a person with weak willpower, not to mention that the aroma of the food keeps rushing into her nose, what can she do...

So she sat down and started eating. Qiao Feng sat opposite her, drinking milk while watching her eat. Lanshan didn't understand what hysteria this kid was having. She had to let her eat at night and watched her eat with her own eyes. Could it be that medicine was in the meal? …

The blue shirt had a cold fight, and the chopsticks almost threw it out. But after thinking about it, Qiao Feng really lacks the talent for doing bad things, so it's impossible. After much deliberation, it can only be explained by "the brain circuit of genius is different from that of mortals, so there is no need to explore."

After eating, Lan Shan took out a tissue and wiped his mouth. Then she saw Qiao Feng approaching with a glass of water, with his other hand supporting it, and when he approached, Lan Shan found a few small pills lying in the palm of his palm.

Qiao Feng handed her the water and pills, "Come on, eat this."

Blue shirt: "..." Uncle's! Of course, someone who is such a bright and upright genius will not add medicine to the food, and they will give you the medicine directly!

She didn't move, and asked, "What do you want to eat for me?"

"Stomach-strengthening Xiaoshi tablets."

… Isn’t something black technology? But Lanshan was even more puzzled, "Qiao Feng, what kind of performance art are you playing here today? Give me food first and then give me medicine, what are you doing?"

"It's too late, I'm afraid you will accumulate food."

"Fear that I will accumulate food, so give me food?"

Qiao Feng held out his hand persistently, "You take the medicine first."

Lanshan knew that her skill at playing Sui Sui Nian was far from that of Qiao Feng, so she took the medicine decisively, and after taking it, she asked, "Now, let's talk about it, what's the matter?"

"you can go now."

"..."

Then the blue shirt was politely driven out by Qiao Feng. When Qiao Feng sent her to the door, he kindly reminded her that tomorrow is Tuesday again, and she has to go to his class, so there can be no other arrangements for the evening. .