He Yunzhou's mind was a little confused, but the movements of his hands did not froze in the slightest.
The fresh noodles taken out of the refrigerator were cooked softer than usual. Drain the noodle soup and rinse it again with pure water to remove the cloudy noodle soup smell remaining on the surface of the noodles.
Sprinkle chives on the noodles, drizzle with sesame oil, a few drops of soy sauce, pepper and a pinch of salt, then boil the thick broth that has been kept in the refrigerator until boiling hot, and pour it directly on the noodles.
The aroma of scallion and sesame oil, mixed with the unique fresh aroma of broth, immediately rises with the water vapor.
A bowl of ordinary quick-hand clear soup green onion noodles is ready in no time.
However, thinking about how busy Huo Zheng was at work before and how many extra shifts he had to work, He Yunzhou looked at the bowl of green onion noodles on the table and felt a little dull.
But after thinking about it for a while, he suddenly remembered that he had made honey sauce salted egg yolk chicken drumsticks before.
A large chicken thigh removes the bone and beats it with a meat hammer to make it flat, then marinates it with oyster sauce, honey and other seasonings for a small half a day, and prepares a few salted egg yolks, put it on the oil paper and roast until the oil comes out, and then grind it with a spoon Crumble and evenly place in the middle of the marinated chicken legs.
After that, it is nothing more than wrapping the chicken legs with salted egg yolk, wrapping the outside with tin foil to form a long strip, then baking in the oven, and then slicing after cooling.
The finished chicken roll, the chicken is slightly sweet, tender and juicy, the salted egg yolk in the middle is salty and oily, it tastes delicious, and it is not difficult to make... The only trouble is that it takes some time. This was originally a cold dish prepared by He Yunzhou for tomorrow night, but I didn't expect to eat it ahead of time tonight.
He Yunzhou took out the chicken roll, sliced it and put it on the chopped green onion noodles, only then did he feel that the bowl of noodles looked more plausible.
"Ah Zheng, face is ready, you..."
He wiped his hands, walked towards the living room, and was about to call Huo Zheng to the kitchen for something to eat.
Before he finished speaking, his voice lowered.
Huo Zheng fell asleep.
For a short moment, He Yunzhou involuntarily held his breath.
The bright and tall man was half lying on He Yunzhou's soft old sofa. For He Yunzhou, Pumpkin and Guaji, it was considered a spacious sofa, but for Huo Zheng, who had slender hands and feet, it seemed a little cramped. He had to sleep on his side in an uncomfortable way, and even That's it, most of his body was still hanging precariously on the edge of the sofa, as if he was about to fall off the sofa in the next second.
But in sharp contrast to that awkward posture, it was the calm and satisfied expression on Huo Zheng's face.
No matter from which aspect, the irrelevant, sharp and aggressive, at this time is extraordinarily innocent and soft. In cheesy words, it is the sleeping face of "sleeping like a child".
The pumpkin coiled itself into a ball like a big hairball, nestled in Huo Zheng's abdomen and purred.
There was an empty milk cup on the coffee table, and the custard biscuits were completely eaten—from this point of view, Huo Zheng was really hungry and sleepy.
After realizing this, He Yunzhou found that he felt sorry for Huo Zheng.
He walked to Huo Zheng's side involuntarily, although he was always thinking about waking up that person so as not to cause back pain after falling asleep like this, but in fact he sat on the edge of the sofa involuntarily, staring quietly at Huo Zheng for a long time.
The long silver-gray hair that was originally neatly bundled had become very messy at this time, and scattered around Huo Zheng's cheeks in a mess.
Unable to hold back, He Yunzhou reached out and gently brushed away some of the hair on Huo Zheng's forehead.
Probably because his fingertips touched his skin slightly, Huo Zheng muttered something softly, then hid deep in the sofa.
The main light is not turned on in the small living room, only a dim floor lamp in the corner emits a warm yellow light, the outlines of furniture and other furnishings are gradually blurred as if by magic, milk and biscuits are vaguely left in the air The light sweet fragrance. Residential buildings with poor sound insulation can vaguely hear some small sounds from the outside world.
But it is precisely because of this that in this dark and small corner, everything seems so quiet and stable, as if even time has become drowsy.
Just looking at Huo Zheng like this, He Yunzhou felt a warm and sticky sense of fullness in his chest.
When he realized it, he realized that he had stretched out his hand again involuntarily, and stroked Huo Zheng's long hair.
The similarities to cats in personality become more apparent after falling asleep. Huo Zheng, who used to be a bit evasive before, became more active at this time, probably because it felt so comfortable to be stroked, he even turned his head in a daze, and rubbed against He Yunzhou's fingertips.
The scattered silver hair shimmered like shining silver threads on He Yunzhou's fingertips, but Huo Zheng missed several hair cares due to the excessive busyness during this period, and even reached the roots of his hair. , but some faint light brown came through.
After noticing this, He Yunzhou suddenly woke up to what he had done.
His cheeks instantly turned red.
So Huo Zheng was regarded as a cat again...
He blamed himself weakly in his heart.
"A Zheng."
He Yunzhou forcibly put the weird and messy thoughts behind his head, but forcibly calmly put the hand that was originally on Huo Zheng's hair on Huo Zheng's shoulder, and then pushed hard.
"Don't sleep here, your neck will hurt then."
"Well… "
After several times of pushing and shoving, Huo Zheng struggled to let out a vague moan.
He had been short of sleep for many consecutive days because of the modification of the CALO system, and yesterday he stayed up all night to catch up with the progress. Before He Yunzhou fell asleep on the sofa, this serious lack of sleep just made him look a little tired. It didn't seem to be a big problem, but once he fell asleep, the tiredness and drowsiness would completely take over his body.
So much so that He Yunzhou wasted a lot of energy, Huo Zheng was still in a daze, and it was difficult to maintain basic sobriety.
"At least don't sleep on the couch..."
He Yunzhou is really distressed now.
"Forget it, wake up first and go to my room to sleep."
"damn you… "
Huo Zheng struggled to open his eyes and looked at He Yunzhou, but even after working hard for so long, it was still difficult for him to focus.
"Go to sleep in my bed."
He Yunzhou said to him patiently, then he forcibly carried Huo Zheng and took him to his room.
"Go to your bed..."
Huo Zheng's chaotic brain finally became a little clearer because of He Yunzhou's words.
Go to He Yunzhou's bed.
Huo Zheng suddenly became more sober.
The body is still very tired, and the mind is still a little fuzzy, but the feeling of trembling and excitement is not absent.
He shyly let He Yunzhou open the bedroom door and brought him in.
Looking at He Yunzhou's bedroom from the perspective of the heir of the Huo Group, it is surprisingly small and simple.
An ordinary bed, an ordinary bookshelf, an ordinary wardrobe—these three pieces of furniture can barely fit in an ordinary room.
But from the perspective of He Yunzhou's lover, this is his paradise, the place of his heart.
Whether it's a small room, or a neat but simple bed, plus the young man with flickering eyes and reddish cheeks beside him—Huo Zheng has never felt so deeply what it means to be "satisfied" and "satisfied". "Can't wait".
"The sheets I just changed today are clean, don't mind."
He Yunzhou brought Huo Zheng into his room, and regretted it a bit.
Obviously the other party's house is upstairs from her own, and she can imagine that it is much more luxurious and comfortable than her own room—why did she keep him in her bedroom for the night by a ghost? He Yunzhou is very self-aware of himself, his room can be kept clean and tidy at best, but for someone like Huo Zheng, it is indeed a bit too wronged.
The only thing that is gratifying is that he did change the bed sheets just today—otherwise, he would have been unable to convince himself to let Huo Zheng sleep on that bed full of cat fur.
"I don't mind... how could I mind."
Fortunately, Huo Zheng was indeed not that kind of hypocritical and sloppy person, even in this environment that was totally incompatible with him, he still seemed calm and composed.
When He Yunzhou heard his reply that was even hoarse due to sleepiness, his heart slowly relaxed.
"I remember I still have a few big cotton T-shirts, if you don't mind..."
As soon as He Yunzhou saw the precious suit on Huo Zheng's body, he felt uncomfortable for him. He asked considerately, but before he finished speaking, his voice suddenly stopped.
In front of him, Huo Zheng unbuttoned his clothes very calmly.
"?!"
He Yunzhou's eyes widened in shock.
This posture of starting to take off his clothes without saying a word made him a little uncomfortable.
In particular, Huo Zheng's body condition is indeed much better than ordinary people - slender frame, lean, strong and graceful muscle lines, snow-white skin like plaster, and that upright, statue-like face.
The shock caused by such a man taking off his clothes in front of you is indeed far beyond what I could compare with the choppy figures of my roommates in the dormitory when I was in college.
I have to say that although it is just a very common daily behavior, the effect of different people is indeed completely different.
At least in Huo Zheng's place, the way he lowered his eyes and seriously unbuttoned his shirt one by one had an indescribably beautiful feeling.
He Yunzhou couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and felt that almost all of this scene could be photographed as a reference for the poses of women facing manuscripts.
However, seeing Huo Zheng taking off his shirt and stretching his hands towards the expensive belt, He Yunzhou couldn't help but feel hot on his face, and quickly found an excuse to hide out of the room.
"I'll go find your pajamas—"
He quickly slipped out of his bedroom, even a little embarrassed when he closed the door, He Yunzhou stood blankly in the living room, his mind went blank for a while before slowly returning to normal.
"Meow… "
As soon as he lowered his head, he saw the fat pumpkin squatting upright in front of him, staring at him suspiciously with his head tilted.
It seemed that even the cat had noticed that He Yunzhou was really abnormal tonight.
"What the hell am I...really..."
He Yunzhou rubbed the tip of his nose subconsciously, always feeling that the ambiguous breath that Huo Zheng exuded at that moment just now was still lingering on the tip of his nose.
The author has something to say: Huo Zheng: Fuck the bed! Roll the sheets! Roll the sheets! (incoherent)
He Yunzhou: ... Thank goodness the bed sheets have just been changed and there is no cat hair.
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Pumpkin: I don't care about anything else, I just want to know where I'm going to sleep tonight.
After this chapter, it is estimated that there will be minor repairs.
I've been too busy recently, sorry for the irregular updates.