MTL - After Two Lifetimes I Was Reborn Back Inside A Book-Chapter 110 Wear back the one hundred and tenth day

After returning to the clubhouse suite, Jiang Chen went straight to the kitchen to tidy up the things he had just bought.

At the cooking table, he methodically sorted and put away the ingredients needed for each dish. When Shi Fengyue had already taken off his coat and changed into home clothes, he came over. Jiang Chen raised his eyes, glanced at him, and opened the Chicken thighs, bring your attention back to where you started.

Shi Fengyue leaned against the refrigerator next to him, and handed the mobile phone in his hand to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, and said casually, "What are you doing?"

Shi Fengyue leaned on the refrigerator, maintaining the motion of handing him the phone, and lazily said: "Test your memory."

"I already saved a number for you."

Jiang Chen didn't answer, took out a knife and began to process the chicken legs on the chopping board, carefully and neatly, removed the bones of the chicken legs in two or three strokes, and then cut the chicken.

Shi Fengyue stared at his bony and slender fingers, the hand that wasn't holding the phone unconsciously curled up its fingertips, and then lightly rubbed the index finger and ring finger with its thumb. It was these **** that accidentally rubbed it in the supermarket just now. Jiang Chen's back... the smooth and delicate touch seemed to be still at the fingertips. Shi Fengyue put his hands in his pockets, stood up straight, and placed the phone in front of Jiang Chen's eyes, with a provocative tone: Forgot? "

Jiang Chen raised his eyes and guessed that he deliberately provoked him, but he already knew Shi Fengyue's character very well, so if he was not allowed to succeed at this time, the meal was interrupted by his perseverance, so he knew that he would be able to live up to the year of the monkey. .

"Yangtze River." He said in a clear voice, "Open the address book."

The screen of the phone that Shi Fengyue was holding lit up, and quickly opened the interface of the address book.

Jiang Chen said, "Save the contacts."

The mobile phone screen followed the instructions again, and Jiang Chen repeated the long series of numbers reported by Shi Fengyue before, and accurately made notes on the mobile phone and landline corresponding to each number.

After all the numbers were stored, Jiang Chen also processed a few chicken legs. He put the chicken legs into the prepared bowl beside him, and the seasonings for marinating the chicken legs were also put in according to the proportion like running water. He grabbed them at will. In order to grab the chicken to make it more flavorful, after doing all this, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Shi Fengyue: "Is it alright?"

Shi Fengyue put the mobile phone into his pocket, leaned forward with hooked lips, looked down at the shrimp Jiang Chen was handling, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Large prawns in tomato sauce and teriyaki chicken." Jiang Chen said, "Two home-cooked dishes that I'm good at."

"This shrimp is so fresh." Shi Fengyue said.

Jiang Chen heard what he meant, and glanced at him: "Because you picked it?"

"That's not exactly the case." Shi Fengyue hooked his lips: "You also helped with the weighing."

Jiang Chen raised the shrimp in his hand and shook it at him. The struggling shrimp, which was already alive and kicking, broke free with his movement, presented a parabola, jumped onto the bridge of Shi Fengyue's nose, twisted and slapped from the bridge of his nose. Sliding down, he jumped back into the pool of the conditioning table.

For some reason, Jiang Chen suddenly remembered a sentence that fans who chased stars in later generations often said when they blowing rainbow farts: I want to slide on the bridge of my brother's nose.

Now, this shrimp does it.

Jiang Chen saw Shi Fengyue's closed eyes slowly opened, and wiped away the shrimp-smelling water droplets that flowed to his lips with a look of disgust, and then showed a very unfriendly look at him, Jiang Chen held back again. Holding back, his gaze stayed on the bridge of his nose that still left a waterline, and he finally couldn't hold back his body slightly arched, holding the cooking table with his hands, and burst out laughing.

The fishy smell was on the edge of his mouth, and it seemed that some of it had flowed into his mouth. Shi Fengyue wiped his mouth again, and narrowed his eyes uncomfortably: "It's funny?"

"What do you think?" Jiang Chen supported the cooking table, shook his shoulders and looked up at him. Seeing him wiping his mouth again and again, his smile became even more uncontrollable. At the same time, he still teased: "How does it taste?"

"Do you want to try?" Shi Fengyue put down his hand, approached half a step, and looked down at Jiang Chen condescendingly, his lacquer-like black eyes were already sharp, but now they were filled with anger, making them even more captivating.

Jiang Chen was not afraid of his tricks, and he didn't show weakness when he saw him approaching. He complied with Shun's almost laughing anger, stood up straight, his eyes were on the same level with his smile still on his face, and joked: "Now there are many People love to eat raw prawns, and drunk prawns are one of them, I just asked if it was Master Shi's taste."

"My taste is basically the same as yours." Shi Fengyue moved closer to him, almost facing his nose, half of the light behind him was blocked by him, and his eyes seemed to dim: "If you like it, I like it."

"Why didn't I know that we have the same taste?" Jiang Chen was calm and calm, even if he breathed together, he didn't retreat at all.

Shi Fengyue's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes swept across his pink lips. Before that, he was thinking, how could a boy's lips be so beautiful, and the pear dimple on his side cheek is simply desirable. ...His eyes were bright and dark, and he moved closer again.

The tip of their noses touched each other, but they didn't seem to notice, they just met each other's eyes, as if they would lose something if they backed down, Jiang Chen avoided his sight after an unknown amount of time.

Shi Fengyue's breathing was light and cool, like him, but for some reason, this kind of coolness not only didn't make people feel cold, but made Jiang Chen feel a little dry in his heart, as if he just heard it in the supermarket. What Shi Fengyue said casually seemed like a long time ago when he got an answer from Shi Fengyue, and then owed one meal after another that was not clear.

His gaze moved down and landed on Shi Fengyue's perfect lips, his eyes dimmed, his throat felt a little dry for no reason.

The tips of the noses had already crossed, and the distance between the lips could only be measured in millimeters. Jiang Chen and Shi Fengyue raised their eyes at the same time.

The temperature of the heating in the room is just right, but the temperature seems to be still rising. The green shrimps in the cooking pond are alive and kicking, and the occasional splash is the only sound in this space other than breathing.

His lips turned cold, Jiang Chen's eyes moved down in astonishment, his white jade-like fingertips pressed against his lips, and his slightly rough fingertips rubbed against his lips twice, Shi Fengyue moved back a little, retracted his hand, his eyes All the emotions have been suppressed, but the voice is a little hoarse than before, "Like this smell?"

Jiang Chen came back to his senses, took half a step back, wiped his lips with the back of his hand, smelled a faint fishy smell, and then remembered that the finger that Feng Yue rubbed his lower lip just now was the finger he used to wipe his own lips before.

His heartbeat seemed to be faster, and the suppressed dryness surged up again. Jiang Chen lowered his eyes and grabbed a fresh shrimp that had jumped out of the cooking table. Only then did he calm down, and his tone was casual: "I handle shrimp, and the smell is much bigger than this."

Shi Fengyue's eyes fell on the slender neck that was exposed when he lowered his head, his eyes darkened instantly, and then concealed them in an instant, he snorted softly, looked away, he didn't know what he was talking about: "Hope It won’t smell fishy when it’s made later.”

"Don't worry." Jiang Chen also answered his words in mixed emotions, but his voice was a little erratic: "Guaranteed to be delicious."

"En." Shi Fengyue nodded, leaning back on the refrigerator again: "I believe in you."

The kitchen became so quiet, Jiang Chen finished processing a plate of shrimps, Shi Fengyue's gaze still fell on him, he wiped his hands, and said casually, "You just keep watching me do it?"

Shi Fengyue stood up straight, as if he had been waiting for his words: "Then is there anything I can do for you?"

"Chop up the green and red peppers." Jiang Chen stepped back a little, allowing him to see the location of other ingredients: "There is also peeled garlic."

Shi Fengyue was as good as he was, and after washing his hands, he took the knife in Jiang Chen's hand, and quickly cut according to his request. Jiang Chen glanced at him and was surprised by his neat knife skills. After thinking about it, Shi Fengyue Surgery requires a scalpel, which is much more difficult than cutting vegetables. It is not surprising that vegetables are cut well.

With the help of Shi Fengyue, the preparatory work was much faster than Jiang Chen expected. He turned on the fire and cooked the first dish in a short time. In less than half an hour, three dishes and one soup were served. table.

Shi Fengyue watched Jiang Chen cook the whole time, and guessed that the taste of the meal should not be bad when looking at the process, but when he actually tasted it, he realized that Jiang Chen's cooking is so good.

He sincerely praised: "It's delicious."

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled, accepting his compliment.

"Especially shrimp." Shi Fengyue took a sip of the wine, and said with a half-smile: "I really can't taste the fishy smell at all."

"Try this." Jiang Chen picked up a shrimp and put it into the bowl of Shifeng Yue. "I marked it specially and cut its tail. After you taste it, you might be able to relish the taste just now."

Shi Fengyue picked up the shrimp in the bowl, looked at it in front of his eyes, and smiled suddenly, maybe he just took a sip of wine, his voice seemed to be slightly drunk: "I won't forget it even if I don't have to think about it."

Jiang Chen lowered his twinkling eyes, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, as if he didn't understand what he said, "Try this dried celery, I always think it's the best vegetarian dish I've ever made."

Shi Fengyue glanced at the green celery piled on top of the rice, and looked up at Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen looked back with his lips curled up, and said with a smile, "Quickly try it."

He picked up the smallest piece of celery, raised his eyebrows when he put it in his mouth, chewed it quickly and swallowed it, and immediately took a sip of red wine.

Jiang Chen smiled and asked, "How does it taste? Does it mean you won't forget it even if you don't need to relish it?"

Shi Fengyue put down his wine glass, the mellow aroma of the wine mixed with the lingering celery taste jumped on his taste buds, he snorted without changing his face, "Yes, as long as you made it, you will never forget it."

The eyes of the two collided, seemingly calm and at the same time confronting each other. A few seconds later, they chuckled at the same time, the ambiguity and temptation dissipated, and the floating emotions were hidden in a tacit understanding.

Jiang Chen also took a sip of wine, recalling his previous curiosity, and said, "You have a house here, why do you still live in the clubhouse?"

"I'm used to it." Shi Fengyue paused the hand holding the vegetables, and said casually.

Jiang Chen remembered asking Li Nanfeng the last time, Shi Fengyue obviously had to go to work in the hospital every day, why didn't he live in an apartment near the hospital, instead it seemed that the place where he lived was different every time, Li Nanfeng's answer at that time was: He is used to up.

So, what did Shi Fengyue get used to?

Jiang Chen wanted to ask, but his eyes caught his sudden indifference, and he swallowed the words that came to his lips. He was not very curious about other people's private life and character, and many times he would deliberately avoid touching privacy or picking up other people's past. He doesn't know why, every time he encounters Shi Fengyue, he always wants to know more.

Jiang Chen looked at the rice with distinct grains in the bowl, and gradually lost his mind. Did he really not know why he was so interested in Shi Fengyue's matter?

He actually does.

Jiang Chen is not a person who avoids his own feelings, on the contrary, he is a person who is very cautious in the face of any intimate relationship. In his opinion, one should not be reckless in establishing any intimate relationship. The closer the relationship, the more cautious it is. On the way back from the supermarket, including when he was just cooking, he had rationally analyzed his feelings for Shi Fengyue.

There is definitely a good impression, and maybe a little liking, but the deep love that must be together does not exist. He thought that there are several possible factors for having feelings for Shi Fengyue beyond the scope of friends. One is that Shi Fengyue itself is attractive enough regardless of his external conditions or his own conditions, and the other is that they have spent a relatively long time together. And there are common topics, the third is the unintentional physical contact between friends, such as the accidental kiss at dinner that day and the accident in the supermarket today.

As long as he is a man, he will inevitably be swayed by sensory and some physical contact. This is the inferiority of male creatures. Jiang Chen thinks that it cannot be avoided. In his opinion, Shi Fengyue's specious ambiguity towards him may be Also derived from this.

They both know it well and are rational enough, so they can always stop the car before breaking through. Even if it is ambiguous and tempting, they never cross the bottom line. This just proves that they both have a tacit understanding that the other party is not suitable for each other.

The author has something to say: Shi Fengyue: It seems that our tacit understanding is not enough.