The day when I was bent by a bamboo horse

The two went home talking and laughing. Jing Xing washed his face and started to prepare dinner. Finally, after the military training, there was Jing Xing's loving dinner. Let’s make one, I remember I did it with my roommates in the dormitory before, they said I was good at it.”

Jing Xing glanced at him in surprise: "Can you still cook?"

Su Baige raised his eyebrows proudly: "This is what I said, auntie's craftsmanship not only nurtured you, it also nourished me."

"Are you sure you won't make anything weird?"

"Please, big brother, six young lives are guaranteed." Su Baige washed his hands while talking, and looked back at Jing Xing who was carefully arranging the ingredients and began to wipe his hands.

People depend on food, and almost all emotions can be sublimated from the wonderful position of the kitchen. Whether it is a woman standing behind and watching the man cook, or a man leaning on the door frame and watching the woman busy, it is said that it is a great enjoyment Su Baige looked at Jing Xing's broad and straight back, imagining his serious and rigorous expression, and a small sense of happiness rose in his heart. He miraculously found that he really didn't hate Jing Xing so much at this time. ——It turns out that the kitchen can also sublimate brotherhood, which is too great.

"Which one do you want to do?" Jing Xing's question interrupted Su Baige's weird thinking.

Su Baige thought about it carefully, and he seemed to have forgotten what he did back then: "How about...you leave me a simple one to practice first? It seems that I haven't done hand work for too long."

Jing Xing hooked his lips: "A magical feast with tomato scrambled eggs that has been tried and tested?"

Su Baige coughed in embarrassment, remembering the only time classmate Zhang Xiaojia invited him to go sightseeing in the rented room. That romantic candlelight dinner was this magical tomato scrambled eggs, but he had completely forgotten how it tasted, and it seemed that it hadn't even started yet. After eating him, he was called by his roommate to participate in the guild city battle, and Zhang Xiaojia solemnly proposed to break up the next day. Seeing that Zhang Xiaojia was serious, Su Baige agreed, but Zhang Xiaojia scolded him bloody, so He thought that they broke up so unhappy, but it was only after being harassed by his ex-girlfriend again and again that Su Baige came to the realization that he had indeed had a girlfriend.

Hey, scrambled eggs with tomatoes are really not such fond memories.

But in the end, Su Baige still brought this dish to the table, because he remembered that his aunt said, put in the oil, put in the eggs, then take out the scrambled eggs, put in the oil, put in the tomatoes, and finally pour in the eggs. It doesn't need any additions, and it's delicious, especially for beginners looking for confidence.

Jing Xing watched him frantically tossing and turning, the smile on his face was almost unstoppable, Su Baige looked back in his busy schedule, and was almost captivated by Jing Xing's smile, his legs went limp—his brother looked so handsome when he smiled , It's too unreasonable.

Jing Xing looked at him with a smile: "Don't you like to eat meat?"

"Yes, but I like the meat that Auntie cooks...yours are also delicious." Su Baige put the vegetables into the plate with a shovel, and a piece of egg accidentally fell out of the plate. He quickly stretched out his hand and squeezed it into his mouth , "Ah! It's really delicious."

Jing Xing laughed out loud, "It's amazing that you can also cook."

Su Baige: "..." Is this a compliment or a habitual poisonous tongue?

Today's meat dish is Su Baige's order, boiled pork slices.

So at the end of the meal, apart from eating the egg that fell off the plate, the rest was a belly full of boiled meat, and all the other dishes were the standard three chopsticks.

There is also a cabbage tofu soup. After drinking a bowl, Su Baige found it very delicious. Although he swallowed a whole stomach of boiled meat, he still drank it down in one gulp, and raised his thumb in satisfaction: "It's delicious!"

While smoking a cigarette, Jing Xing watched him gobble it up, and finally couldn't help but said, "Su Xiaozhu, are you going to be on your way by eating this way, do you want my brother to send you some auspicious words?"

"Hey, you're really almost ready, how do you make this soup?" Su Baige felt that he was almost invulnerable to all poisons.

Jing Xing raised the corner of his mouth: "Ming'er will teach you."

Su Baige drank three bowls in one go, and finally straightened up with difficulty and rubbed his stomach: "Brother, if I were a woman, I can reluctantly consider marrying you, even though your mouth is a bit annoying."

Jing Xing laughed: "Hey, it's like I'm begging you, what else do you want besides eating?"

Su Baige shrugged, with a sullen expression on his face: "Hey, don't feel too good about yourself if you know how to cook. You said you are an old man. I really didn't really think about why no one cares about it? I thought it was you before." My vision is too high. In fact, through the in-depth understanding of the past few days, I found that it really takes a lot of courage to fall in love with you. Brother, if we go on a blind date together, within three sentences, the girl will definitely choose me. Believe it Don’t you think you’re taller than me, handsomer than me, and still a top student.”

Jing Xing flicked the cigarette ash leisurely: "Well, are you proud? Go wash the dishes."

Su Baige: "..."

Su Baige obediently went to wash the dishes, and then he found that he had eaten too much, and he seemed unable to go back to the dormitory: "Brother, can I still sleep with you today, I'm so tired, I don't want to go back."

Jing Xing raised his eyebrows: "Yes, it's a floor shop."

Su Baige: "Brother..."

"I'll give you a chance to say a few words. If I'm happy, I'll tell you to go to bed." Jing Xing got up and walked to the kitchen door, smoking a cigarette and squinting his eyes, watching Su Baige wash the dishes comfortably.

This is like lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot, Su Baige wants to cry but has no tears.

"I'll give you a pillow."

"I don't have that hobby."

"I'll warm your bed."

"I'm not afraid of the cold."

Su Baige gritted his teeth, walked to the door and looked at Jing Xing by the same door frame: "Brother, I will tell Auntie that you cook delicious food for me in different ways every day, and you treat me better than your girlfriend."

Jing Xing half-closed his eyes and looked at Su Baige's bright eyes. He felt that the tips of their noses were about to touch each other. Their breaths were entangled. The ambiguous breath made his body numb. He moved his lips without speaking, turned around and rushed in. Bathroom: "After washing the dishes, go watch TV. I'll take a shower first."

Su Baige looked at the hazy figure on Jingxing's frosted glass, squinted his eyes and touched his chin: "Little boy, your door was delivered to Young Master Su ten years ago, and you still play with me? Childish .”

The two continued to spend in the study until eleven o'clock, and then went back to the bedroom to sleep. The military training was finally over. Su Baige's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he almost fell asleep on the table several times in the study. Lying beside Jing Xing, watching him read a book quietly with his lips pursed, he was miraculously not sleepy again.

"Brother, when you get married, should you adjust the 10 minutes of reading time to be what you want with your wife, and then go to sleep at 11:30 on time... hey? With your physical condition, half an hour should be enough, right? "

"Just ask your future sister-in-law if it's enough." Jing Xing said casually.

Su Baige turned over and stared straight at Jing Xing. The bedside lamp wasn't too bright. Under the dim soft light, his brother was more handsome than in the daytime. His chin is very sharp and his nose is very straight, which makes people look fascinated: "Hey How many times have I said it, brother, you are so handsome, will my sister-in-law look at your face every day in the future, will it be very stressful?"

Jing Xing smiled: "Are you envious? Are you tall, handsome, can cook, or are you a top student?"

Su Baige also laughed, and leaned on his arm with his chin propped: "Yeah, he's still very tongue-in-cheek... Let's go to see the flowers, the ones by the sea, find a farmhouse to barbecue with different patterns, and be lazy after eating and swimming." Admire the flowers and the sea on the deck chair." Su Baige finally sketched out an outline of the beautiful fantasy of the eleventh holiday at this moment.

"Young Master Su, you must have enjoyed death in this life." Jing Xing glanced at him and leaned back.

"I like this way of dying." Su Baige yawned, and stretched his arms around Jing Xing's waist: "I'm so sleepy, I want to..."

Jing Xing flipped the book over to Su Baige's face, interrupting his bedtime spell: "Shut up."

Su Baige opened the book, revealing a bewildered and sleepy face: "I thought you were going to tell me to go away..."

Jing Xing took a deep breath and turned his head. Su Baige had already fallen asleep with a slight frown on his brows. He raised his lips dumbfoundingly: "Pig."

"Yeah." Su Baige smacked his lips, and his legs were also placed on him, and they were pressed to that position very accurately.

Jing Xing: "..."