Bai Changyi's eating habits belong to the type that is compatible with Chinese and Western and slightly more Western. When it comes to cooking, he can cook both Chinese and Western food, but this is the first time in his life to wrap wontons.
Ting Xiaoye, who is too troublesome to make a cold cucumber, has never wrapped wontons.
At this moment, he was sitting on the cooking table, with one leg bent and the other dangling leisurely, holding his mobile phone, and instructing Bai Changyi to make the wonton stuffing according to the above recipe: "Chop all the shallots, ginger, and shrimp. …and an egg…”
Bai Changyi cut the ingredients and said, "Bring out an egg." Afraid that Tingshuang didn't even know where the eggs were placed, he added, "In the refrigerator."
"Okay." Ting Shuang got off the cooking table, took an egg from the refrigerator, placed it on the edge of the cooking table, and continued to read the recipe, "Mix the chopped green onion, ginger, and shrimp into the pork stuffing... Then put salt and chicken—" The word "egg" didn't come out, but with a snap, the egg rolled out of the cooking table and fell to the ground.
Shattered to pieces, horrific.
Bai Changyi first glanced at the egg whites and egg yolks that flowed out of the broken egg shells on the ground, and then raised his eyes to Ting Shuang.
Ting Shuang slowly read a symbol from Bai Changyi's eyes:
The simple doubts and incomprehensions seemed to contain a hint of shock that was not easily discernible.
"That... eggs... roll... " Ting Shuang didn't know what she was talking about.
Of course eggs will roll, Ting Shuang scolded himself, do you need to do an experiment on the spot to know this
"… Um."
Ting Shuang always felt that the meaning of Bai Changyi's "um" was a mystery.
He suddenly understood the shock in Bai Changyi's eyes, which was the shock to the IQ of human hind legs...
"I've been thinking recently..." Ting Shuang tried to change the subject as she went to get kitchen paper to clean the floor, "Should I change a part-time job... a professional counterpart... The rent of the apartment I rented is quite high, starting from next month— "The phone vibrated, an unfamiliar number.
"I'll take a call." Ting Shuang didn't have time to wash her hands, and pressed the answer and speakerphone with a clean finger, "Ting." A German voice came from the speaker: "Hello, are you hiring? , Ting? Apartment at 16 Brahms Street?"
"Yes, I'm looking for my next tenant, starting next month. I don't live there now, I just have some personal belongings that I haven't moved. I can take care of mine ahead of time if you want , let you move in this month." Ting Shuang threw the eggs and paper in her hand into the trash, "If it's convenient for you, we can make an appointment to see the house... What's your name?"
"Jonas." The other side of the phone seemed very happy to hear that they could move in early, "Is it convenient for you at 6:30 pm tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"
"It's ok tomorrow, see you at 16 Brahms Street." After setting the time, Ting Shuang hung up the phone and went to wash her hands.
The water gurgled from the back of the hand and between the fingers, flushing out the layers of hand sanitizer foam on the surface of the skin.
"You want to change the apartment." Bai Changyi asked casually, "Where?"
Change apartments
Ting Shuang's hand was about to turn off the faucet, but she didn't realize what Bai Chang intended to say.
The constant flow of water from the faucet dissipated the foam that had built up in the pool.
"Where to change?" Ting Shuang turned her back to Bai Changyi and repeated for unknown reasons.
"I should always know your address." Bai Changyi mixed the wonton stuffing and said with a smile, "Last time you said you wanted thin skin and big stuffing, come here to see if there is enough meat."
"Oh..." Ting Shuang turned off the faucet, dried her hands, and walked to Bai Changyi's side.
The thin wonton skin was lying in Bai Changyi's left palm, and a lump of full stuffing was sandwiched between chopsticks. The crystal clear meat stuffing was wrapped in a film of egg liquid, and the minced green onion and ginger were adorned with it. It was delicious at first glance.
Bai Changyi also had a little flour on his fingertips.
Ting Shuang looked at Bai Changyi's profile, which looked extra soft and approachable under the kitchen light.
"Look at the wontons, not at me." Bai Changyi reminded with a smile.
"Well..." Ting Shuang's eyes fell back to the wonton stuffing, "enough meat... so much is just right."
Bai Changyi nodded and wrapped the wontons according to the weight.
"I..." Ting Shuang went to get a pair of chopsticks and learned to pack together, "That thing about the apartment..."
He didn't know how to speak.
The action of wrapping the wonton in the hand is very slow, and the words in the mouth come out even more slowly.
Can't figure out what went wrong.
When he wanted to quit the lease, Boss Bai thought he was going to change the apartment...
I asked him where he was going...
Meaning he has to move from here
But it was clearly Bai Changyi who asked him to come and live...
It's been almost two weeks.
He remembered what Bai Changyi said at the time: "Your house can't live in now. Pack your things and live with me."
Your house can't live now...
Now…
Does it mean that after his family can live in, let him move back
During the period of living together, Bai Changyi did not mention the word "cohabitation". Although Ting Shuang didn't directly mention these two words, he always acquiesced in his heart that they were living together.
Could it be that Bai Changyi's acquiescence is... let him stay for a few days
Come and live for a few days and live together, can it be the same
Damn, could it be that he's been doing it all the way... self-indulgent
Thinking of this, Ting Shuang's soul couldn't help but send out triple torture—if he didn't live together, why did he tell him that he could use the things at home
If it is not cohabitation, then why should it cooperate with his various living habits
If you don't live together, why should you add his fingerprint to the fingerprint and password lock on the door, and tell him the password, so that he can come in and out at will
Isn't this cohabitation
… no, not right.
Ting Shuang calmed down and thought about it, and found that these didn't seem to mean anything... In the past, when friends went to his house to play, he would let them eat and play casually. I even give a spare key to a friend to make it easier for them to get in and out...
None of this means he wants to live with friends.
But Bai Changyi and him... are not friends.
They are a couple.
Although it's just a couple who have just been together for a while...
... Yes, the point is, they've only just been together for a while.
Who gave him the confidence that he could come to live by default, just to live together
Bai Changyi didn't say how long he would stay there, but he still lived there with sincerity and reason
Boss Bai is just being generous, okay
When they are in love and live at each other's house, no one is embarrassed to ask each other to get out, right
But people have to be a little bit conscious, right
So fucking embarrassing.
Oh shit.
Grandpa's self-esteem.
Ting Shuang instantly thought of the egg that rolled to the ground and shattered.
It's time to be frank when it comes to dating, but it's too shameless to say such a misunderstanding because of the excitement...
Ting Xiaoye was in a turbulent heart, but on the outside it seemed that he was only troubled by the wonton wrappers in his hands.
Bai Chang thought that he had no more text, so he said, "What happened to the apartment?"
"Apartment..." Ting Shuang awkwardly squeezed an ugly wonton, as if her mouth was sullen because she was thinking about the wonton, "Well... the previous one wasn't too expensive... There were a lot of mosquitoes... I'm going to change it... Hey, why do I have to work so hard to wrap a wonton..."
"This way." Bai Changyi took the wonton from Ting Shuang's hand and demonstrated the correct operation, "Roll it like this, and then fold it over. Where to change it?"
"I'll study..." Ting Shuang took another wonton wrapper, put the stuffing on it, and lowered his head to study, "I'll change... I'm still looking... I have two favorites..."
"You can wait for the new apartment to be confirmed before returning the lease, which is more insurance." Bai Changyi said.
Waiting for the new apartment to be finalized
Court frost gloomy.
I still don't know where the fuck is the new apartment.
"...Oh." Ting Shuang sullenly packed a few extremely ugly wontons, and then quietly wiped all the flour on Bai Changyi's back.