He Yunzhou felt that something was wrong with Huo Zheng who came to eat at home tonight.
Of course, on the surface, this day is no different from the past—He Yunzhou will confirm with Huo Zheng the arrival time of the other party in advance, and then calculate the opportunity to prepare dinner.
And Huo Zheng would also knock on the door of He Yunzhou's house on time, and after opening the door, he would put on the indoor plush slippers that he had specially prepared for himself. The briefcase is placed at the entrance of He Yunzhou's house, and has a fixed location.
He Yunzhou would set the dining table as soon as Huo Zheng arrived home, and Huo Zheng would occasionally help, but when he clumsily smashed several bowls of He Yunzhou, he was given the task of going to the living room to block the pumpkin, so that the pumpkin would not let He Yunzhou not pay attention He ran to the dining table to steal something.
Then wash your hands, serve rice, eat vegetables, and drink soup.
The durian chicken soup stewed in a casserole is fragrant, and the side dishes are some refreshing side dishes that He Yunzhou is good at.
Yes, everything looks normal...
Huo Zheng even drank three bowls of chicken soup, and told He Yunzhou seriously that the chicken soup tonight was delicious.
However, He Yunzhou is not an ordinary person after all.
Although it is not intentional, habitually paying attention to the eating status of pets is an essential skill for almost every poo-shoveling officer.
Cough, well, Huo Zheng is certainly not his pet, but He Yunzhou's sensitivity to Huo Zheng's various aspects has not become dull just because the other party is a human being.
No matter how natural Huo Zheng behaved, He Yunzhou still felt that Huo Zheng didn't enjoy eating tonight.
The Huo Zheng at dinner tonight didn't even look like a melon, but more like a pumpkin—this is what happened when he ate a canned food that he didn't like. All cans are swallowed.
Is it because Huo Zheng doesn't like the taste of durian
But before that, he clearly confirmed that that man can eat durian...
Or was his soup really a failure today? He Yunzhou remained silent, filling himself another bowl of soup without confidence.
After taking a sip, the doubts in his eyes became deeper.
The chicken He Yunzhou used for stewing soup today was specially ordered from the owner of the live poultry stall in the vegetable market.
What I bought was the pullet hen raised by the stall owner himself. Although the so-called free-range old hen has a stronger taste, the meat will be very old, and it tastes like eating wood chips wrapped in rubber. But this kind of hen raised with home-made millet has soft and elastic meat and very thin fat. The golden chicken skin is rich in gelatin. The stewed chicken soup is even more delicious, mellow and delicious, and the soup color Golden yellow and very delicious, it is far from comparable to the white feather chickens on the market that are quick-growing and ripening with feed.
Although it is said to be durian stewed chicken, He Yunzhou actually took Huo Zheng's taste into consideration and deliberately used only the durian pit, removing the durian pulp and the white flesh of the durian shell. But even so, this bowl of soup is delicious enough to drink.
The smell of the durian core itself will dissipate naturally after heating, turning into a strong fresh fragrance, and the durian core, which is discarded by many people, will become glutinous and sweet after being stewed, faintly as if it is still delicious. With a milky aroma, the deliciousness of the chicken soup itself can be brought out more and more under careful tasting.
Not to mention anything else, just say that the pumpkin swayed around the foot of the table intentionally or unintentionally while He Yunzhou and Huo Zheng were eating, and it could be seen that this pot of soup was really fragrant and thick.
The taste is okay...
He Yunzhou thought to himself.
He couldn't help raising his eyes to look at Huo Zheng, but bumped into the other's green eyes unexpectedly. Under He Yunzhou's thoughtful gaze, Huo Zheng's pupils shrank slightly, as if he had been frightened. In the next second, he quickly avoided He Yunzhou's sight.
"Today's soup is delicious, your cooking skills have improved hahahaha..."
Huo Zheng lowered his head stiffly, looked at Wan and said dryly.
"..."
So suspicious.
He Yunzhou almost muttered.
"You... Is there something uncomfortable?"
He Yunzhou also knew that he seemed to be a bit of a nosy, but seeing Huo Zheng's abnormal appearance, he still couldn't help worrying about him.
"No, of course not."
Huo Zheng immediately said firmly.
He Yunzhou said: "But you look, um, a bit haggard."
He thought about it and said.
Huo Zheng pretended to be calm and calm, and shook his head at He Yunzhou: "I'm fine."
In some respects, his self-esteem is so strong that it is going to explode, of course, it is impossible for him to tell He Yunzhou the real reason for his mental exhaustion and shock tonight.
"Probably just because I worked too much overtime during this time..."
"Is that so, is it because you're too tired from work?"
He Yunzhou said.
Huo Zheng was taken aback for a moment, then nodded quickly.
"Work is actually nothing, it's just a waste of time. But don't worry, everything is fine with me! Really, you don't have to worry about me too much."
Huo Zheng emphasized to He Yunzhou.
He Yunzhou was actually a little puzzled in his heart, but after thinking about it, he felt that the pressure and things that a person like Huo Zheng had to face seemed to be beyond what he could imagine as a squat at home.
"It's not easy for you..."
He Yunzhou couldn't help but said.
Seeing Huo Zheng's gray hair, He Yunzhou even felt a little distressed.
"Ah, by the way, I just made some fish maw stewed milk."
He Yunzhou suddenly clapped his hands lightly and said with a smile.
Xiaoxi is still angry with He Yunzhou because of the manuscript. She wanted to drink this fish maw stewed milk a long time ago. He Yunzhou specially practiced this dessert at home today, and planned to use it in a few days. Xiaoxi apologized.
But now, this hand practice just came in handy. Without waiting for Huo Zheng's response, He Yunzhou directly took out the maw stewed milk that had turned into panna cotta from the refrigerator, and put it in Huo Zheng's hand.
"This is the first time I've made it, and I don't know if it's delicious, but it looks pretty good to me."
He Yunzhou said softly to Huo Zheng who was a little sluggish.
"Although there is no basis, it seems that stewed milk with fish maw is also good for the body. You are so tired these days, you can eat it as a small snack."
When Huo Zheng saw He Yunzhou's soft and slightly worried gaze, his whole body became numb for an instant.
That dizzy feeling swept over again.
[Ah, really, did I just eat a little less food to make that person so worried?]
Huo Zheng thought sourly and sweetly in his heart.
Feeling extremely cherished, Huo Zheng looked at the maw panna cotta that He Yunzhou specially made for himself, and was even reluctant to eat it.
On the contrary, He Yunzhou has already eaten his portion with a spoon without burden.
The dim light shone on him, casting a thin and thin shadow on the wall.
Obviously the two of them had been eating together, but He Yunzhou was still as thin and handsome as ever, while Huo Zheng... Huo Zheng quietly lay under the table, pressing his hand on his soft stomach.
And at this moment, pumpkin, who had been smelling the smell of chicken soup, finally couldn't hold back his inner longing, found an opportunity, sneakily jumped onto the seat, stretched out a claw and carefully raised the tabletop on chicken bones.
He Yunzhou's eyes froze, and he quickly caught Pumpkin's illegal behavior, and then he stretched out his hand, and grabbed the soft orange cat.
"No!"
He Yunzhou said to Pumpkin sternly.
"It can't be like this, do you hear? Pumpkin, do you know how fat you are now! You really want to lose weight! Look at you, you don't have any self-consciousness and you are still eating here-if you continue, you will lose weight." It's not a cat, it's a pig, you hear me!"
"Ka—"
As soon as He Yunzhou finished speaking, he heard the clear and crisp sound of porcelain colliding from Huo Zheng's side.
He looked back, only to realize that Huo Zheng had knocked over his own bowl out of nowhere.
"Sorry, I was in a trance just now."
Huo Zheng hurriedly stabilized Gululu's spinning bowl on the table, then smiled and said to He Yunzhou.
However, He Yunzhou always felt that Huo Zheng's complexion seemed a little worse than before.
What Huo Zheng did next made He Yunzhou even more worried - in the past, Huo Zheng would always find opportunities to hang out at He Yunzhou's house for a while after eating, but this time, he didn't even have that dessert After eating, he quickly found an excuse and left He Yunzhou's house.
"Well… "
As the door closed, He Yunzhou stood in the porch and frowned, a little uneasy and confused in his heart.
Is there something wrong with him? He Yunzhou thought, why does he always feel that Huo Zheng was in tears when he left his house
Of course, it is impossible for He Yunzhou to know that his intuition is not wrong to some extent.
After Huo Zheng returned to his cold, empty and high-tech temporary residence, his face, which he had forcefully propped up in front of He Yunzhou, instantly collapsed.
"CALO, give me a copy of my body index analysis report."
He sat on the sofa with a wooden face and said to the CALO system.
After discovering that his abdominal muscles were missing today, he immediately gave himself a detailed physical examination, but at that time, Huo Zheng intentionally or unintentionally did not check his various body indexes in the first place.
Just now when He Yunzhou held the pumpkin up, Huo Zheng felt like he was being violently attacked by the words he said to it—it was impossible for him to continue to escape no matter what.
"Okay, Mr. Huo. Here is your body index analysis. Your body fat percentage has increased compared to the same period last year—"
"Quiet."
Huo Zheng shouted subconsciously.
The intelligent voice system immediately quieted down.
However, the analysis report that was projected in front of Huo Zheng still brought the lethality to Huo Zheng.
Muscle mass, bone mass, fat content…
A series of values slipped past Huo Zheng's eyes, and next to the value of the fat item, a small red upward arrow instantly hurt Huo Zheng's eyes.
He took off his clothes and stood in front of the mirror, trying in vain to find some traces of the once-perfect abs on his abdomen, but the cruel reality was that the outline of his abs had been so loose that it was almost gone.
That's why He Yunzhou didn't respond to his photos...
Huo Zheng thought desperately.
He has been waiting for He Yunzhou to comment on his appearance and photos all night.
But from beginning to end, He Yunzhou never mentioned a single word.
On the contrary, throughout the night, he seemed to say "fat" to the pumpkin many times...
Wait, isn't He Yunzhou implying something
Huo Zheng also knew that he was a little nervous, but he couldn't control his thoughts to slip into the dark direction.
Although theoretically speaking, Huo Zheng's body index report is not bad, and it can even be said that for an ordinary person, this data is not bad.
But Huo Zheng couldn't tolerate this happening at all.
After all, he knows exactly what he is... Once the skin and money that can bluff people are removed, he is nothing.
Moreover, after getting along for such a long time, Huo Zheng also knew that He Yunzhou had never cared about his money.
Then, the only thing Huo Zheng can give He Yunzhou is this appearance.
Apart from this body, he really doesn't know what else is on him that can keep He Yunzhou by his side.
The author has something to say: Huo Zheng: I know, in fact, what he loves is not my person, but my appearance... I only have appearance worthy of his love.
woo woo woo woo...
He Yunzhou: ... Yes, sorry? (Momentary pressure mountain)
So there is also a reason why Huo students care so much about their appearance and figure.
He simply didn't believe that anyone could love him inside.