pretend

Chapter 33

Qin Yuan never thought about the relationship between the benefactor and the adoptee—until he came home and saw the steaming food, Yan Liang in an apron, busy in the kitchen.The light above the head was just right, adding a hazy edge to that delicate face, blurring the sharp edges and corners between each other, leaving only the gentle and affectionate like an illusion.

Yes, affectionately.

This is mainly because Yan Liang has a pair of eyes that light up ordinary facial features.

The light gray irises are not indifferent, they are as clear and bright as a mirror, and the pupils are indeed deep black, as if they can suck people in.The contours of the eyes are like petals, and the ends of the eyes are gentle and drooping, restraining all the sharp arrogance, smiling naturally, as if he was not born to be angry.

And such a pair of tolerant and soft eyes, when staring deeply at a person, it is hard not to have an illusion - even Qin Yuan, who is as vigilant and nervous as Qin Yuan, will be dazed for a moment when he sees the mole of tears, and then suddenly wake up. People push away.

...But, how far can it go?

It is nothing more than the first and second floors under one roof, or two rooms separated by a wall.Since Yan Liang was on vacation, his biological clock has gradually returned to health. In addition, he stayed at home with nothing to do. In the belly of the gold master.

Although Qin Yuan seems to be extravagant, he actually does exercise regularly. After all, no amount of money can buy a good body. Even so, he has gained several catties in just half a month, most of which are Yan Liang gave it to me, of course the young master himself firmly refused to admit it.

At this moment, Yan Liang was wearing gloves, coating the chicken legs that had been marinated overnight in fried powder.

He had nothing to do before, he found a recipe for fried chicken on the Internet, and saw that the anchor was eating deliciously, so he suddenly had the idea of ​​​​doing it, and hurriedly processed the meat in the afternoon. He was wearing gloves at the moment, Following the method in the video, put the chicken legs into the prepared fried powder and roll them repeatedly.

Qin Yuan just happened to read the document sent by Xue Yan, and he smelled a strong aroma that is unique to fried food. He stared at the black and white characters on the screen, struggled for a long time, and finally couldn't hold back his murmur. Rumbling stomach, slowly got up...

The oil temperature of fried chicken is always the key to success. Yan Liang uses the largest pipa legs, and the inside is not easy to cook just by frying.So after the first time of breading and frying, it needs to be steamed in a steamer for a while, and then breaded and fried again.

"The first time it is deep-fried until it is cooked, and the second time it is deep-fried at high oil temperature to make the skin crispy..." While chanting the words in the recipe, Yan Liang took out the fried food until it was golden and put it on the oil paper to cool. When he was turning his head to process the next batch, he heard two sounds of "Bah bah" from behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw the young master who appeared behind him at some point frowning, spitting out the half-baked muscles in his mouth into the trash can .

Yan Liang: "...Pfft."

This chuckle was the spark, Qin Yuan's complexion darkened, and he said angrily, "What the fuck are you making, you're not even familiar with it!"

Yan Liang tried his best to calm down the corners of his mouth, and explained helplessly: "It's not enough to fry such a big chicken leg once, it's just a semi-finished product."

Qin Yuan: "..."

The two looked at each other silently for a while, one was embarrassed and the other held back a smile. In the end, Qin Yuan couldn't hold on anymore, and coughed lightly as if nothing happened: "...then you move faster."

"I'm hungry." He raised his chin slightly and emphasized emphatically.

"Soon." Yan Liang felt like a wild animal breeder, it was not easy to groom his ancestor while cooking.

Fortunately, the first attempt did not overturn, and after about half an hour, he finally fried a batch of perfect fried chicken.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, and Qin Yuan drank a little wine at night. He was very hungry now, and he was afraid of making a fool of himself like before.So he pretended to go around the kitchen twice before finally reaching out to the perfectly golden fried chicken.

Accompanied by the entrance of the crispy skin, there was a crisp crisp sound of "click", the rich juice burst in the mouth, and the tender and slightly spicy chicken formed two completely different and harmonious delicious tastes, so that he didn't care about the hot, three Two mouthfuls solved one.

Yan Liang watched from the side, poured a glass of iced Coke very thoughtfully, and handed it to the other party.

When the eldest and young master satisfies his stomach, he found that the man was standing not far away and staring at him silently. The apron he was wearing had not been taken off, and the white fried chicken powder that was stuck on him was indispensable.The black hair hanging down his face was a little wet with sweat, sticking to his forehead in strands, only a pair of bright and moving eyes kept staring at him.

For such a brief moment, Qin Yuan even forgot to wipe off the oily stains on his mouth. Through the bright incandescent lamp above his head, he watched the man walk up slowly, and kissed softly on the corner of his oily mouth.

"It's here." Yan Liang swallowed a small piece of crispy skin with a smile, and as his Adam's apple rolled, even Qin Yuan's gaze couldn't help but slide down, landing on the sharp collarbone.

He stood up abruptly, and fell back with his chair, making a loud noise.

The young master's expression changed several times, and in the end he just frowned in confusion, with complicated eyes: "You..."

He said "you" for a long time without saying anything, his mind was faltering and he stepped on the steel wire, and in the end, he stepped on the ground.

Qin Yuan lifted Yan Liang's collar and pressed him on the other half of the clean table.

It was still a not-so-gentle night, but perhaps it was the lingering aroma of fried chicken that permeated the room between the two, which added a little flavor of life to this transaction that should have only been cold money.Yan Liang has already gotten used to the other party's rhythm, and she relaxes properly to find pleasure physically. This is the first time for them in their new home, and it started from a very warm and pure beginning that doesn't even look like nurturing.

But even so, he still fell asleep in the ensuing exhaustion, until he woke up at noon the next day, Qin Yuan was nowhere to be found, and even the messy kitchen was tidy and new under the hard work of cleaning, as if everything Never happened.

This kind of thing happened several times later, the two rolled from the sofa to the laundry room, passionately like a pair of newly married lovers living together.

But this is just an illusion in the end—they reached the peak in the integration of each other, but they never embraced each other afterwards, but even so, Qin Yuan still tasted a bit of indescribable affection. When staring at oneself.

However, this relationship is destined to be unable to last for too long, and the temporary indulgence will eventually end in something more realistic...

Yan Liang's foot injury has finally healed, he can run and jump, and can shoot more difficult action scenes, just like a bird with injured wings has finally recovered, and can't wait to spread its wings and fly high.

Resuming work has restarted his busy schedule. The suspense movie "The Abyss" will be released soon. He is busy going to various cities for roadshows and publicity. Lan called, saying that he was asked to go on a temporary business trip to make up for a loophole in a variety show.

It was a variety show of pastoral life, and one of the guests temporarily released pigeons. Considering that Yan Liang hadn't shown his face for a long time, Xu Lan chose a relatively less difficult job to let him get used to it. Three or two days' itinerary.Yan Liang thought of the pork rib soup stewed on the pot this morning, but nodded in agreement.

But due to time constraints, he was forced to get on the car to the airport before he even had time to go home to pack his luggage.On the way, he called Qin Yuan to report, but no one answered, so he had to send a text message instead.

Qin Yuan is at the family banquet at the moment, the heir's seat is embedded in the middle of the round table, surrounded by different breeds of wolves, tigers and leopards.While acting as if he was hugging the duckling that someone forced in his arms, he was so suffocated by the perfume on the other party's body that he couldn't breathe, and he had to listen to a few uncles' superior lectures.

In such a stressful environment, his old migraine problem was about to recur again. The pricking pain from the needles in his temples made the young master look gloomy, and his impatience was even written on the strands of his hair.

Just hold on for another 10 minutes, he pinched his watch expressionlessly: hold on for another 10 minutes, and then he can exit angrily, and then give these bastards a chance to discuss how to get himself out of stage...

But as long as the real winner does not show up for a day, he will always be placed on this crumbling "dragon chair", even if the chair is full of red-hot coals.

In order to divert his attention and make himself feel better, Qin Yuan began to wonder if Yan Liang would cook some delicious meals at home. Every time he couldn't eat this kind of meal, he relied on going home for a supper to keep his life alive... And the other party has new surprises every time.

So when the time came, Qin Yuan turned over the table non-stop, and left the venue heartlessly amidst a lot of cursing.As a result, as soon as he got into the car, he heard footsteps, and it turned out that the duckling from earlier followed.

"Brother Qin, Brother Qin, please take me away..." The man Lihua was crying with rain, even the tear mole under his eyes looked lovely, it was the one he "favorite" the most.

Qin Yuan sneered: "If you have no legs, you can use rolling."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the other party's reaction, Xue Yan couldn't wait to start the car.

When Qin Yuan endured the dizziness, nausea, and daze and returned home, he opened the door full of expectations, but he couldn't see the familiar lights during this period of time. There was only moonlight in the dark corridor, casting his lonely and desolate image. figure.

Yan Liang was not at home, but there was still a lingering smell of food, but it was no longer warm, but flowed into the nostrils along with the cold air... Qin Yuan took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

He stood in the dark for a while, before finally waking up from something, he laughed at himself.

The author has something to say: Well, Yuanyuan is going to do it again (slow applause)