After time travel

This kind of reunion festival should be lively and lively.

Wang Shu sits on the pony and guards the trash can peeling garlic, tilting his head from time to time to look at Yang Yan who is chopping meat.

The kitchen knife landed on the cutting board with a clatter of the chicken breast bone. The sound was unexpectedly pleasant.

"Hey, it's strong enough." Yang Yan chopped the frozen chicken breast in half with one knife, which shocked Professor Bai, "I have to cut it several times."

Yang Yan held up the kitchen knife and smiled a little embarrassedly, "The knife... the blade is a bit curled."

"It's okay, it's okay, that knife is originally for chopping meat, it will be fine after a while, there is a whetstone at home."

"Where is it? Let me grind it."

"Wait a minute, I'll look for it." Professor Bai sighed while looking for the whetstone, "This is the first time someone cooks with me in the kitchen. It's easy to have more than one person."

Lin Hong, who had a keen ear outside the kitchen, heard this, and walked over with her arms in her arms, saying aggressively, "Say it again, I haven't done it for you."

Professor Bai didn't speak, and silently handed the sharpening tool to Yang Yan.

Wang Shu sat on the ponytail and smiled, "Auntie, can you stop digging holes for yourself? Helping and helping are two different things."

Lin Hong has always said that she is not looking forward to Shu, and she is also very winking that she doesn't want to humiliate herself, and went back to the living room with the lever in her arms.

Only then did Bai Heng secretly complain to Wang Shu, "The last time your aunt helped me cook, there was almost no fire at home."

"Haha, she still has dreams."

"Yes, but for the safety of my life, I brutally killed her dream."

"well done."

With Yang Yan's help, the preparations for the New Year's Eve dinner were ready before 10:30. Looking at the hoofs and chicken stewed on the fire, Bai Heng heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head and said to Yang Yan, "OK It's okay, there's nothing else to do, you should take a break, it's rare to have a vacation."

Yang Yan nodded, took off the apron, and hung it on the wall beside him, "Uncle, take a break too."

"Immediately, I will fry some French fries, and you will eat them as snacks later."

"Then I'll make you a cup of tea."

"Okay, the tea sets are all in the study. I'll try your tea too."

Baiheng's new house is about the same size as Wangshu's house, with five bedrooms, two halls, two bathrooms, and a cloakroom. Wangwang originally reserved one room, but Wangwang spends most of his time at Wangshu's house, and occasionally Wangshu will send it to him when he has something to do. Let it live in the living room of the master bedroom and turn that room into a study.

The study room faces south and has very good lighting. There is a table, sofa and coffee table inside, which looks a bit empty. Of course, if you add Wang Shu who is sitting on the ground and teasing the dog, it will be more than enough.

"How do you bring it here to play?"

"Long Gang fell asleep, I was afraid of it calling, look, the little braid I made for it, isn't it beautiful?"

Yang Yan saw from Wangwang's face that there was nothing to love, "Well, beautiful."

"Hey." Wang Shu smiled and pushed Wang Wang aside, got up and followed Yang Yan to the coffee table, "You want to make tea."

"Yes, try the tea I bought for uncle."

Wang Shu took a look and saw that there were all kinds of tea sets on the coffee table, some of which he didn't recognize, "Our tea is quite expensive, so don't waste it..."

Hearing the suspicion in his words, Yang Yan looked down at him, "I know how to make tea, and the directors, screenwriters and producers of our group love to drink tea."

"Then, have you soaked them?"

Yang Yan nodded without hesitation, "Tian Tian Pao, I will do anything to add drama."

Or it can be said that Wang Shu's laughter grew on Yang Yan, and Wang Shu thought it was the funniest joke in the world when he said anything casually in a serious manner.

But as Yang Yan began to warm the cup, Wang Shu couldn't laugh anymore.

He is obviously wearing a very ordinary casual clothes, obviously not sitting there very upright, but out of thin air, he makes people feel handsome and upright. When his slender fingers are pinching the tea clip and dexterously rinsing the teacup with hot water, he adds a little more Elegant and calm demeanor, the waves in his eyes are calm, there is nothing else but the tea set in front of him, a little indifferent and a little gentle.

It is difficult for Wang Shu to overlap him with the man who just sharpened the knife in the kitchen.

Yang Yan didn't speak, Wang Shu didn't speak either, he squatted halfway in front of the coffee table, staring at Yang Yan's hands, his mind went blank.

This kind of silence until the fragrance of tea wafted, Yang Yan pushed the teacup in front of him, and said softly, "Taste it."

"Um……"

Wang Shu doesn't know how to taste tea, and he doesn't want to drink tea, but today, he actually tasted the taste of this cup of three red and seven green liquids, from the mellow and slightly astringent in the first mouth, to the next two. The cheeks are full of fluid, and the mouth is full of sweetness. The change of the taste is very wonderful.

"tasty?"

Holding the teacup in one hand, Wang Shu nodded slightly, "It's delicious."

Yang Yan's voice with a slight smile came into his ears, "Your expression doesn't seem to be delicious."

Wang Shu raised his head and saw his own reflection in his eyes. The calm sea seemed to be blown by the wind. Wang Shu felt that he was on the boat. In his eyes, facing the breeze, he was fluttering, his head was shaking A little dizzy, "Yang Yan."

"Ok?"

Wang Shu wants to say, you have grown up a lot.

When they first met, Yang Yan was younger than him. After a long blink of an eye, Yang Yan was no longer that lonely and strong child.

Wang Shu has always refused to admit it. He admires Yang Yan from the bottom of his heart. In that barren small village, nothing seems to be difficult for Yang Yan. With his own hands, he can give Wang Shu the best Although Wang Shuna would be grateful to him, he would occasionally be unconvinced. If he could leave there at that time, he must have the ability to support Yang Yan and let Yang Yan live a life without worry.

"It's nothing, I just think that you are super handsome when you make tea."

Yang Yan smiled, and there were two lines at the corners of his eyes, showing his love for the person in front of him, "Really? It seems that I have to make tea in front of you."

Wang Shu wanted to apologize to him. Compared with Yang Yan's love from beginning to end, his feelings were mixed with many other factors. The effort of complaining, the kind of liking added a bit of guilt and guilt. Over time, liking, guilt, guilt and worry about the future, all kinds of emotions turned into habitual love.

I'm so sorry that my mouth changed suddenly, "Yang Yan, I love you."

His confession came suddenly without warning, which made Yang Yan panic, "You..."

He was still embarrassed to say these three words in front of Wang Shu, but his red-blooded ears answered for him.

Wang Shu's chest was immediately filled with a burst of warm air, and he grinned, "Why are you shy?"

To Yang Yan, this was a blatant molestation.

At this place and at this time, Yang Yan couldn't bear it.

He kept it in his heart, waiting to settle accounts with Wang Shu at night, "Let's go, take out the tea, it will be cold in a while."

"Okay~"

Soon, the reunion dinner at noon came to the table. The two chefs collaborated and secretly compared their cooking skills. The whole table was full of dishes showing off their skills. Wang Shu was almost drooling looking at them.

Before starting, everyone except Lever sitting on the baby chair and Wangwang who was lying under the table gnawing a big bone took out their mobile phones and took pictures.

After all, Wang Shu is an amateur photographer, and he took the best photos. He sent the photos to Yang Yan's WeChat, "You post on Weibo."

Yang Yan nodded.

He had to post on Weibo, no matter what, he had to wish his tens of millions of fans a new year.

While everyone was posting on Moments, Wang Shu went over to see how he posted on Weibo.

"Happy New Year? Isn't it too simple?"

"Then how?"

"Tell me something about your expectations for the future, and give your career fans a shot in the arm, haha."

Wang Shu was talking about the routines of the entertainment industry, Yang Yan smiled and added a sentence after Happy New Year.

Yang Yan: Happy New Year, I hope there will be more gains in the new year.

The word "Danghong" is not a joke. Even when people across the country are busy having reunion dinners, the number of comments on Yang Yan's Weibo is skyrocketing like usual.

[Brother Yan, Happy New Year! 】

[My mother!This reunion dinner!Invincible! 】

[Big New Year's Eve!Will posting a selfie make you fat? 】

Wang Shu was reading the comments, when Lin Hong slapped her backhand, "What are you doing, those who celebrate Chinese New Year still play with their mobile phones."

"..." Well, when he was indulging in comments, these people all put away their phones.

For this reunion dinner, Yang Yan was really open to eating and drinking. Wang Shu had previously advised him to eat more, but after he ate a braised lion head in three or four bites, he changed to eat less, "You are not filming anymore ah?"

After finishing speaking, he was slapped, "It's Chinese New Year, what's the matter with eating something?"

Wang Shu held the shoulder that hurt from Lin Hong's beating, and glared at her, "Don't you love me?"

Seeing that she really hurt him, Lin Hong hurriedly coaxed, "I love you! Hitting is kissing and scolding is love."

Only then did Wang Shu show a little smile.

Yang Yan had a panoramic view of the interaction between the two, and there was a little light in the depths of his eyes.

Everyone drank a lot of wine during this meal, except for Lin Hong, they were all a little tipsy, especially Bai Heng, who couldn't drink well, and his feet shook when he left the table.

Lin Hong helped him to walk into the house, and at the same time greeted the younger ones, "You all go to sleep for a while, let's play mahjong tonight, all night."

Even though he had to fly to Haicheng at noon tomorrow, Yang Yan still agreed, "Okay."

Back in the room, Wang Shu lay directly on the bed.

Yang Yan closed the door and asked Wang Shu, "Are you tired?"

"It's better to lie down." Wang Shu said, moved to the side to make room for Yang Yan, he patted the bed, "Come and lie down for a while."

"it is good."

Yang Yan lay down beside him, and suddenly smiled softly.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just feel happy." Yang Yan turned over, stared into Wang Shu's eyes, and said word by word, "Thank you."

"What are you thanking me for? Did you drink too much?"

Thank you for being with me, thank you for giving me a home, Wang Shu, "I love you."

Wang Shu was stunned for two or three seconds, then held his face and kissed him vigorously.