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137, don't make trouble while standing

Perhaps Yan Tianxing did not show any attack power at that moment, and it was a little different. In the end, Mo Shangyun did not break away.

Let Yan Tianxing lead him and come to the cafeteria.

However, since he was "a little closer" to Yan Tianxing, Mo Shangyun has indeed not seen those gazes again.

The two of them stood at the front door of the cafeteria and stopped.

Yan Tianxing let go of her wrist naturally, and Mo Shangyun also withdrew her wrist and put her hand in her pocket, and her movements seemed to be natural and casual.

"The door is closed."

Looking up, looking at the closed door, Mo Shangyun said lightly.

Yan Tianxing looked at her with a smile, "There is still a back door."

Um?

back door?

Before Mo Shangyun could react, Yan Tianxing had raised his legs and walked towards the back door.

Mo Shangyun guessed something vaguely, and did not ask carefully, but followed Yan Tianxing's footsteps.

Soon, Mo Shangyun saw the open kitchen back door and the brightly lit kitchen, confirming her previous thoughts.

But there was no one inside.

The kitchen lights are very bright, all kinds of ingredients are arranged neatly, and pots and pans are returned to their original position, but in the huge space, there is no one, and it looks empty and silent.

“Should you wait a moment.”

Yan Tianxing turned his head, whispered to Mo Shangyun, and then went into the kitchen.

Mo Shangyun was stunned.

Is this... planning to cook by yourself?

Touching his nose, Mo Shangyun raised her eyes, looked at the bright moon and dense stars in the night sky, her brows moved slightly, then withdrew her gaze and walked into the kitchen.

Yan Tianxing stood next to the stove with his back facing the door, processing the ingredients.

Two stoves were burned, one was boiling water and the other was putting a pot, and the oil was being heated.

Yan Tianxing placed the ingredients prepared in advance one by one.

As soon as the oil is hot, Yan Tianxing will put the beaten eggs in, hold the pot handle in one hand and the wooden spoon in the other hand and stir-fry them. After the eggs are fried and served, add oil, add onion and stir-fry the pot, and then add daylily.

After stir-frying with tomatoes for a while, add the egg stream and stir-frying. After a while, add a little broth.

During this process, the water on the side was already boiling, and Yan Tianxing had almost no intermittent periods. He added a little salt and oil, then put the prepared noodles in advance, added some cold water, and continued to cook on low heat.

The pot on the other side was almost cooked. Yan Tianxing opened the pot, added salt, stir-fryed it with a wooden spoon, waited for a while, then turned off the heat, added chicken essence and stir evenly, and then poured in sesame oil.

At the same time, the noodles on the side were almost there. I picked up the bowl on the side, put out the noodles, and then put the braised braised on the other side on it. A bowl of steaming longevity noodles was served.

Mo Shangyun, who originally wanted to help, saw Yan Tianxing's orderly and dazzling technique in a short time, somehow he fixed himself at the door and waited for him to put the longevity noodles on the small square table beside him before he suddenly came back.

God comes.

The eyes of Yan Tianxing again were filled with a little strange color.

To be honest, Chen Lu's method of making faces is not so dazzling...

I'm probably paying little attention to kitchen matters. For the first time since Mo Shangyun remembers, I saw that the steps to make noodles can be done in one go and have a full sense of beauty.

Just like fighting.

One move and one move, without dragging the mud, and hit the key points.

Just, I don't know how it tastes.

After placing the bowls and chopsticks, Yan Tianxing stood up straight. When he turned his head, he saw Mo Shangyun standing motionlessly at the door, slightly lowering his eyebrows and thinking, and he couldn't help but curl his lips.

"Silly?"

Yan Tianxing asked her with a smile.

Mo Shangyun came to her senses.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shangyun walked towards him leisurely, and his gaze stopped on Yan Tianxing with a slight look, "There is a problem."

"ask."

"Have you learned to cook recently?" Mo Shangyun frowned.

I have to admit that Yan Tianxing's technique just now was simply amazing compared to the orderly manner before.

I really want to watch it again...

“…”

Yan Tianxing's mouth twitched slightly.

After a moment, Yan Tianxing said helplessly: "No."

"oh."

Mo Shangyun responded, and a little disappointment appeared between her eyebrows and eyes.

Yan Tianxing was too lazy to pay attention to her.

Make a date for her, that's the point, where is she focusing on?

“Eat quickly.”

With a rather unhappy instruction, Yan Tianxing turned around and walked towards the stove.

The speed was so fast that Mo Shangyun didn't even have the ability to thank him.

Sitting down at the small square table, Mo Shangyun looked at the richer longevity noodles prepared by the squad leader in the morning. She looked inexplicably, her eyes flashed slightly, and then she looked up at Yan Tianxing, who was not sure what she was doing.

After a meal, I turned around and lowered my head to start eating noodles.

The noodles that had just been out of the pot were steaming hot. Mo Shangjun picked up chopsticks and blew a few times before putting them in his mouth.

Unexpectedly delicious.

The noodles, eggs, tomatoes, and sesame oil are mixed together. The taste is different from what the kitchen team leader makes, and it is different from what Chen Lu makes.

The portion of this bowl of noodles is very fulfilling, but Mo Shangyun ate it very quickly. Soon, he ate this bowl of noodles to the sky.

She stood up and washed the dishes.

At this time, I heard a sizzling sound in my ears, and the garlic aroma was stir-fried out. Mo Shangjun was stunned, and walked directly towards Yan Tianxing with the bowls and chopsticks.

Just in time, I saw Yan Tianxing put the crayfish into the pot.

When eating crayfish in April, Mo Shangyun couldn't help but get closer and stared at Yan Tianxing.

"Do you want help?" Mo Shangyun asked kindly.

In addition to this spicy crayfish, there was also a pot of unknown things to be cooked next to it - the lid of the pot was covered.

"Stand on the side, don't make trouble."

Yan Tianxing fryed the crayfish with a shovel and took the time to speak to Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun: "..."

Making trouble?

This man...

If you praise him a few words, you will go to heaven.

The crayfish were almost fried. Yan Tianxing added the water placed beside him. After adding it, he turned his head and looked at Mo Shangyun. Seeing her frowning in dissatisfaction, the smile in his eyes spread.

"Are you unhappy?" Yan Tianxing asked with a smile, his voice low, with a little ambiguity.

“…”

Mo Shangyun's eyebrows suddenly stretched out.

I didn't have the time to care about him.

"Take off the salt and pepper." Yan Tianxing said.

Mo Shangyun lowered her eyelids and glanced at the salt and pepper on her side.

Then, Mo Shangyun raised her eyes and looked at Yan Tianxing gloomyly, with the corner of her mouth curled, and her smile slightly coldly, "You are always busy."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Yan Tianxing stretched out his arm and blocked the direction she left.

Mo Shangyun raised her eyebrows and glanced at him.

Yan Tianxing pointed in one direction and said, "Go over there and get two bottles of wine."

"Not good?"

Mo Shangyun asked slowly.

"I've said hello." Yan Tianxing said slowly, "Subordinates celebrate their birthdays and celebrate."

“…”

Mo Shangyun Shirt.

Turn around, face the stove, put the bowls and chopsticks on the chopping board, deliberately exposing a quarter of the bowl outside, maintaining a state that he knew it would not fall but looked very inconsistent.

Then, Mo Shangyun clapped her hands and walked to get the wine.

Yan Tianxing looked at her little movement with laughter and cry.

Knowing that he had obsessive-compulsive disorder, he specially arranged the bowls and chopsticks like this, which clearly meant to disgust her.

I've seen a ghost too.

He was so stingy, but he actually thought she was cute.

Moreover, after eating noodles, I can clean the dishes and chopsticks, which is so cute.

Yan Tianxing looked at Mo Shangyun's back, and then he accepted his fate and put the bowls and chopsticks back in place.

Mo Shangyun took two bottles of beer and did not care about how Yan Tianxing cooked. She went back to the small square table and sat down while playing with her cell phone while waiting for the midnight snack.

I haven't looked at my phone for a long time and found that I have received a lot of information and missed calls.

Basically, they celebrated her birthday.

Mo Shangshuang, An Chen, Tutor, Mu Qixuan...

Some friends I know.

I don’t know that she has a birthday, but because of the special days, I will remember everything I know without exception. When I remember, I will always send her a congratulatory message and make fun of her.

In the past, Mo Shangyun responded in a unified manner, but today, maybe she was too bored and in a good mood, so she replied to every message one by one.

After returning, put down your phone.

Yan Tianxing's two dishes were also served.

A spicy crayfish and a salted edamame.

Seeing two dishes, Mo Shangyun completely forgot the discomfort at the moment, and immediately stood up and went to help serve the dishes.

Yan Tianxing gave her the right to do so this time.

Two dishes were served on the table.

Mo Shangyun took away his phone and scanned the camera icon on the illuminated screen. Suddenly, he thought of the album given by Mo Shangshuang.

After a quick pause, Mo Shangyun said to Yan Tianxing, "Take a photo."

Yan Tianxing glanced at her and took her cell phone directly.

"You sit."

Pointing at the position where Mo Shangyun was sitting before, Yan Tianxing said.

Mo Shangyun became honest this time. She was not good at selfies anyway, so she listened to Yan Tianxing and sat down aside.

Yan Tianxing turned on the camera, looked at Mo Shangyun and a few dishes, found a suitable angle, and took several photos in succession.

"Do you want to take a photo?"

Slightly narrowed his eyes, Mo Shangyun suddenly asked Yan Tianxing.

This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)


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