Ten minutes ago, the houses that were still bustling and noisy were silent at this time.
In a corner of the house, there were two people standing with straight postures. The breeze was blowing, and the clothes swayed in the wind, drawing a beautiful arc.
Mo Shangjun stood under the eaves, in a cool place, standing leisurely, looking straight ahead, saw the man's chin and sexy Adam's apple.
Yan Tianxing stood in the sunlight, the warm sun in March was soft and warm, sprinkled on his body, and plated a layer of warm light. A light slanted in his eyes, and the coldness and detachment faded away in an instant. Only the thick warmth seemed to melt the ice and snow, and the ice for thousands of years.
Yan Tianxing's movements were very light, his fingers passed through Mo Shangyun's hair, the strands of hair were straightened, and the messy hair was slowly combed and fell down obediently.
After a while, Yan Tianxing put the training hat on her, in the right direction, impartial, and then gently pressed down, covering her forehead, revealing only picturesque and beautiful cold eyebrows.
Mo Shangyun didn't move, so let him go.
"Don't go to dinner?" Yan Tianxing asked jokingly, looking at her with a smile.
"ate."
Mo Shangjun replied casually, but he didn't see any guilty conscience and blushing.
"Dream to eat?" Yan Tianxing tapped the brim of her hat playfully.
"… "
Mo Shangyun silently pushed up the brim of his hat.
Lazy withdrew his gaze, Yan Tianxing turned around and glanced at her sideways, "Come with me."
"doing what?"
Mo Shangyun raised his eyes suspiciously.
At this time, Yan Tianxing had turned his head and walked forward.
"Talk about business."
The three words that were understated floated from the front, accompanied by the warm spring breeze.
Mo Shangjun tilted his head, but he didn't think much, and followed Yan Tianxing slowly.
Not far behind this small bungalow, there is a single room.
It's not big, it's estimated to be less than 30 square meters. There is an open space outside, and a military jeep is parked. The door is open, but no one is there.
Yan Tianxing brought Mo Shangyun to the door.
Mo Shangyun stood by the door and glanced inside.
The window is open inside, and the air is not dull. On the right side of the door is a square table with tableware and chopsticks on it, and two stools beside it. The quilt was folded into square tofu cubes.
In addition, there is a stove near the square table. It should be burning coal. There is a pot on it. There is a mist of water rising from the gap between the lid of the pot.
"Talking about business here?"
Raising his hand and touching his nose, Mo Shangjun gave Yan Tianxing a puzzled look.
"Um."
Yan Tianxing nodded calmly.
Before entering the door, Mo Shangjun stood on the spot, looking at Yan Tianxing coolly, with a little probing.
"I'm hungry, let's eat something first, and then talk about it." Yan Tianxing turned to look at her, his brows raised lightly, and a smile spread across his brows, which was extremely confusing.
Obviously, Yan Tianxing's words cannot be heard directly.
His attitude made it clear that he was telling her that he was just digging a hole, it was up to you to jump or not.
Mo Shangyun stared at him, thinking that for the sake of his good looks, he lifted his legs and walked into the door.
Yan Tianxing couldn't help chuckling, but looking at her slender back, the smile faded a bit, "Look at the fire, I'll come over later."
"Oh."
Mo Shangyun answered him perfunctorily.
Before Yan Tianxing left, Mo Shangjun stretched out his legs and hooked out a stool, then sat down calmly.
Very casual.
Yan Tianxing didn't even enter the door. After seeing her sitting down peacefully, he turned and left.
Mo Shangyun stared blankly at the tableware and chopsticks on the table.
Four large bowls, one plate, two rice bowls, two pairs of chopsticks, the table top was wiped extremely clean, as if it had been cleaned temporarily.
Hmm... pre-prepared
With his fingers rubbing his chin, Mo Shangyun's thoughts spread, and he thought about some things. Soon, his eyes fell on the steaming pot on one side. The smoke curled up, and the smell of fireworks was very strong.
The only time I saw Yan Tianxing cook was also in the water and clouds in the capital. On the first day of the new year, he made dumplings.
Everything was complete at that time, pots and pans, firewood, rice, oil, salt, kitchen equipment, clean and high-end, so even if he cooks himself, he can quickly accept it.
at the moment-
Looking at the surrounding environment, at the simple stove and rice cooker, Mo Shangyun can hardly imagine the scene where people like Yan Tianxing are busy here.
However, many times, unimaginable things have to be accepted when they really happen in front of them.
In less than five minutes, Yan Tianxing entered the door with something.
To be precise, he came in with a bag.
Hearing the movement, Mo Shangyun tilted his head and looked towards the door.
When I saw Yan Tianxing, I noticed the bag in Yan Tianxing's hand before I could take a closer look.
Inside is a large-sized bag, all of which are ingredients, including eggs, cabbage, lean meat, and small bags of glutinous rice.
Mo Shangjun glanced curiously, but before he could see clearly, an object flew over from the front.
Mo Shangyun subconsciously reached out to catch it.
Soft and hot.
Looking down, I found that it was a hot water bottle, the kind that was charged, brown, rectangular, and fluffy on the outside.
It's still a little hot if you touch it directly with your hands, it should be just charged.
After a pause, Mo Shangyun realized something and frowned slightly.
"I do not need."
Mo Shangyun raised his hand and handed the hot water bottle over.
Although I don't know how Yan Tianxing found out, she is not so squeamish yet.
Especially, this little girl uses...
Putting the bag on the table, Yan Tianxing stood beside her, looked at her condescendingly, penetrated everything at a glance, and asked directly, "Do you want an image or a body?"
"...image." Mo Shangyun said sternly.
Yan Tianxing was almost laughed at by her, raised his hand, bent his fingers, and knocked on her head through the training hat.
Inexplicably a burst of chestnuts, Mo Shangyun suddenly took it.
Fortunately, the force is not heavy, not very painful.
"Be honest," Yan Tianxing grabbed the brim of her hat, pressed it down, and said angrily, "I'll cook something delicious for you later."
Mo Shangyun, whose face was mostly covered: "..."
Damn, I want to beat him up.
After all, this trivial matter is not enough to make Mo Shangyun mad. Pushing the brim of his hat up, Mo Shangyun looked down at the hot water bottle with a hint of disgust in his expression.
Seeing her reaction like this, Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows in anger, took the hot water bottle in her hand and forcibly stuffed it into her arms.
The action seems rude, but the force is very light.
He was using his right hand, and what Mo Shangyun noticed was the long scar on his palm.
"your hands… "
Not bothering with him about the hot water bottle, Mo Shangyun's eyes stayed on his hand, and his brows moved slightly.
Yan Tianxing lowered his head, noticed the scar on his hand, and took his hand back casually.
Raising the other hand, he suddenly put a thermos cup on the table, and Yan Tianxing explained, "Drink some water."
After speaking, he picked up the bag of ingredients on the table and walked to the side.
"Hey."
Mo Shangyun called him.
Yan Tianxing didn't seem to hear it, put the bag down, took out a pair of black leather gloves, and put them on slowly.
The action is elegant, and the temperament is noble.
Even standing in such a simple house, it is noble and calm, and it does not affect his usual image at all.
Mo Shangyun stared at him for a while.
Yan Tianxing took out the cutting board and kitchen knife with ease, first beat two eggs in a bowl, and then soaked the glutinous rice in a bowl, and then began to cut the cabbage and minced meat.
He does these things in an orderly manner, without panic, and he is clearly cooking, but when it comes to his hands, it is no different from maintaining firearms and ammunition.
It looks very touching.
The hot water bottle is placed on the lower abdomen, which is very warm, but rarely a little sleepy.
Even looking at Yan Tianxing, the sleepiness is difficult to relieve.
After about 20 minutes, seeing that Yan Tianxing had almost processed the ingredients, Mo Shangyun thought about it and asked him, "Do you have a mobile phone?"
Yan Tianxing put down the kitchen knife, glanced at Mo Shangyun, but said, "Get it yourself."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand to open the rice pot next to him, and the steaming water mist came out, but he stirred it with a rice spoon a few times, and then poured a cup of juice with an indescribable color into it.
"what is that?"
Putting the hot water bottle down, Mo Shangyun got up and approached, and his eyes stayed in the pot for a moment.
"food."
Lazily answered him, after stirring a few times, Yan Tianxing put the lid on the pot again.
Mo Shangyun squinted at him, "Where?"
"right."
Yan Tianxing said lightly, stood still, and raised his right hand slightly, so that Mo Shangjun could reach for it.
Mo Shangjun stretched out his hand and went down the pocket of his military trousers to find his mobile phone.
The fabric is so thin that fingers fumble over it like a provocation.
"Don't move." Yan Tianxing frowned.
"… "
Mo Shangyun also realized something, quickly got the phone, and put his hand back.
"That..." Mo Shangyun turned sideways, turned his back to Yan Tianxing, cleared his throat, and said easily, "Keep busy."
Yan Tianxing's eyes were gloomy, and his eyes swept coldly across the back of her neck, angry and helpless.
at the same time-
Mo Shangyun walked back with his mobile phone. As soon as the screen of the mobile phone lit up, he saw the latest WeChat news before he had time to swipe the lock screen.
Remarks: Team Jiang.
—Hey, didn’t you just go to Ancheng to help with the assessment, what are you asking about
—Is there a little girl hiding in Ancheng
- No, you are so busy, do you still have time to cook
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