After the rebirth, I formed a CP with Zhuma

"Really? Really? You can eat barbecue?" Song Liang restrained his excitement, trying to get a definite answer from his mouth.

Xie Yi put the phone's screen off and put it aside, casually said: "Of course it's true, how can I lie to you?"

After speaking, he started the car.

Song Liang was very happy, he was not safe all the way, and came over from time to time to make trouble for him.

The journey was not far, Xie Yi lived very close to here, he drove the car into the garage, and took out Song Liang's luggage from the trunk.

Not too much, just something to wear.

Song Liang followed closely from the co-pilot.

He is thin and fit into a loose oversized linen shirt, and from the open neckline, he can still see the corner of his pale collarbone. Along the collarbone, his gaze sweeps over his Adam's apple, and falls on his black and blue face. at the chin.

They are very much like those sickly and gentle male partners in the novel.

Xie Yi's throat was a little itchy.

He called Song Liang over.

Song Liang thought he was coming to pick up his luggage, so he walked over quickly, and pressed one hand on the outside of the bag, and then he was held in his arms against his neck and sucked heavily.

The pale skin was immediately flushed by the kiss, Song Liang instinctively pushed him away, and stretched out his hands to cover him: "What are you doing?"

"Smell if you smell of other people."

"How could it be possible." Song Liang gave him a white look, thinking that he just passed by Song Shi, there is no need to smell it, right?

But he is more worried about another thing at the moment: "You won't leave any marks on my neck?"

Xie Yi stared at the hickey and said, "No, I didn't have time."

"Really?"

"Of course, when did I lie to you?"

Song Liang blinked, still a little suspicious, but Xie Yi did not lie to him.

Out of trust in Xie Yi, Song Liang quickly put this matter behind him.

Xie Yi was about to go upstairs, he turned around and called out: "Hurry up and catch up, go back to eat."

Song Liang hurried over: "Who will do it?"

"I hired a nanny to let you try her handicraft."

"I thought I wanted you to do it. It turns out that the family has already hired a nanny." Song Liang took two quick steps forward, "Then how did you eat in Heicheng during that time?"

"Of course it's to stare at you." Xie Yi said, "Isn't it obvious? You're in the Black City, how dare I run around?"

Xie Yi lives on the 35th floor, he can use the restaurant above for free, and of course he can rent a house outside and cook for himself.

Therefore, there are basically few people living on the 35th floor. Everyone chooses to eat out by themselves, and only occasionally chooses to settle in Heicheng when it is too late.

Before Song Liang came, Xie Yi had always lived like this.

Until he met Song Liang, Xie Yi couldn't pretend that he didn't exist. He didn't understand Song Liang's purpose in coming to Heicheng, and he couldn't ask directly. Song Liang would never tell him the truth.

So Xie Yi moved back to Heicheng, overtly and secretly monitoring Song Liang's every move.

Song Liang was surprised: "I thought you didn't want to see me at all."

Including in the last life, when the two met, they were extremely jealous, and you were as jealous as me. Song Liang never thought that Xie Yi would move back to Heicheng in private just to watch him.

"Okay, here we are." While speaking, the two had already reached the door of the room.

Xie Yi entered the password to open the door. Song Liang was about to go in when he suddenly grabbed his hand and pressed it into the fingerprint entry system involuntarily.

After pressing it three times in a row, the system sent a prompt that the entry was successful.

Song Liang was still in a hurry to eat, but when he saw the system prompt, he asked strangely, "Don't you need to enter the password? How do you record my fingerprints?"

"The password is your birthday, and the fingerprint is in case you don't remember it."

"..." Song Liang was dissatisfied, "Am I so forgetful?"

"Come on, you can." Xie Yi squeezed his chin, and entered the room before him, "If you really remember everything, then I have to go burn incense, let's go, let's eat."

Song Liang still wanted to refute him, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, he had no opinion at all.

He responded, and walked quickly into the house: "Where's the food?"

Xie Yi followed behind him with a smile, closed the door, and put the luggage on the sofa aside.

The entrance is the living room, and the kitchen is a little bit inside.

Song Liang walked in, and met a 40-year-old elder sister head-on. The aunt was taking off her apron, and accidentally ran into Song Liang. She was stunned for a while, and then saw the bandage on his head, and immediately reacted: "You are Mr. Song Bar?"

"Uh, I am." Song Liang didn't expect that there were still people in the room at this time, so he quickly stepped back and asked Xie Yi to come forward.

"Mr. Xie." Seeing Xie Yi, the eldest sister said, "The rice is already ready, put it in the pot to warm it up, you have to eat it yourself."

"Okay, you've worked hard, you can get off work."

"It's not hard, it's not hard, then I'll go first." After the eldest sister finished speaking, she put the folded apron on the shelf beside her, picked up her bag, and left.

Song Liang looked at the eldest sister, then at Xie Yi, not understanding: "What about my barbecue?"

"A lot of yours." Xie Yi turned his head and asked him, "You serve food without washing your hands?"

Song Liang rushed to the kitchen, washed his hands first, and then lifted the lid of the pot.

There were scrambled eggs in the pot, braised prawns and other dishes in the warming cabinet next to it, and boiled pork ribs in the pressure cooker. He went around the kitchen and finally found a stick under the lid of a dish.

Song Liang's interest was not so high at this time.

Half suspiciously, he took off the lid, and found that it was indeed a piece of meat.

Palm treasure, roasted leeks, chicken gizzards, chicken skin, chicken feet, and duck legs, as well as bright red potato slices, cauliflower baked steamed bun slices.

He leaned over to smell it, and was about to taste one when Xie Yi followed him in.

"Get out first."

Song Liang didn't take his eyes off the skewers: "Do you think this is delicious?" It was the first time he ate homemade.

Xie Yi smiled, and said: "You will know later, take the things out first."

Only then did Song Liang resist the urge to eat it in one bite, and took everything out.

After covering most of the table, Song Liang found two bottles of soy milk from the corner, thinking that this eldest sister is really good, so he gave Xie Yi a bottle.

"But you said you have done so much, how can you finish eating?" Song Liang looked at it and felt that his stomach was going to be uncomfortable today.

"Isn't that simple?" Xie Yi said, "Eat yesterday's food yesterday, eat yesterday's food today, and eat today's food tomorrow."

"..." Song Liang's heart skipped a beat.

"She went out to buy groceries and she has to come back later. She still has two children to take care of. You pick what you want to eat today and leave the rest to her."

Song Liang pursed his lower lip, and quickly took part of it back.

After tidying up, the table is much cleaner.

Song Liang finally picked up a skewer of meat with peace of mind and took a bite.

But the next second he was stunned.

"What? Isn't it delicious?"

"No, just..."

It is obvious that the meat is meat, and the stick is a stick. It looks like a barbecue, but it doesn't taste like barbecue at all.

Xie Yi also picked up a skewer and took a bite.

Song Liang doubted: "This is not a real barbecue, is it?"

"You still want to eat real barbecue?" Xie Yi said, "I don't want to see who got a gash in the head."

He originally thought about buying some skewered water for Song Liang to eat.

It was the eldest sister who took care of the taste, baked it in the oven, and controlled the amount of salt and chili powder.

Song Liang: "..."

He was not surprised, just a little sad.

"Okay, when you are fully recovered, I will treat you to a food stall then."

As Xie Yi, if he appeared in a food stall, it would probably cause unnecessary influence, but even the film king made such a reckless guarantee, Song Liang could only swallow the meat in his cheek, and simply commented: "Although there is no barbecue That taste, but it's not bad to eat."

Instead, he came over to comfort Xie Yi.

The two of them finished their meal and cleaned up briefly. Song Liang slumped on the sofa and watched TV. At this time, the eldest sister came back and packed away the leftovers according to her usual habit, and disposed of the kitchen waste by the way.

Xie Yi followed her in, and the two chatted in the kitchen for a while, and when they came out, the elder sister said happily, "I didn't expect you to like it, I've done it twice at home before, to coax the children, You can eat it if you like it, just eat it if you like it! If there is any dish you like, just tell me, even if I don’t know it, I can learn it.”

"..." Song Liang was heartbroken by that sentence of coaxing the child, and looked at Xie Yi with some resentment.

Xie Yi, on the other hand, acted like an adult taking care of a child: "Okay, I'll trouble you, sister, I have many patients in my family, so I have to ask you to pay more attention."

"Of course, I'm leaving first. If you need anything, call me." The elder sister hurried out, and before leaving, she smiled at Song Liang, her eyes filled with the kindness of an old mother.

Song Liang: "..."

After seeing off people, Xie Yi closed the door and sat on the sofa.

The tone was leisurely: "She wants to coax the children, and I want to coax the children, so what should I do?"

Song Liang responded: "You borrow someone else's mother to coax your child."

Xie Yi took a tomato from the table, wiped it briefly, and handed it to Song Liang: "Here, otherwise, why would I hire a nanny?"

Song Liang was amused: "...Get out of here."

Then he took a bite of the tomato with Xie Yi's hand.

There is a guest room in this house, but the two of them lived in the same room tacitly. After washing up, Song Liang lay on the bed and asked, "When will my bandage be removed?"

He hasn't washed his hair for three days.

"Wipe it with no-rinse shampoo first." Xie Yi took out a bottle of shampoo from his bag. The wound on his forehead was close to the root of his hair. It was easy to touch it when washing, and it was really difficult to deal with. "After that In two days, go to the hospital to have a look and it will be dismantled."

As he spoke, he raised Song Liang's head and leaned it against his lap, squeezed out a little shampoo, wet Song Liang's hair, rubbed it several times, and then dried it with a hair dryer.

After washing, the hair is dry and fragrant again.

Song Liang raised his eyebrows: "Handsome?"

"Comparing with me is just like that." Xie Yi stuffed the thing back and moved his legs, "I'm going to wash my hands."

"Okay." Song Liang got up and watched Xie Yi enter the room. At this moment, he suddenly thought of something. He climbed out of bed, looked in the clothes at the door, and found the room card that Song Shi gave him. gone.