MTL - I Thought I Was Straight-Chapter 8 Crazy pursuit from the president⑧

"Gentle, beautiful, considerate, and able to cook well?" Hearing what Wu Jian said, Xue Mang fell into deep thought.

He thinks there is nothing wrong with being gentle and considerate, and he is considered good-looking, but it is a bit embarrassing for him to cook well. Why must I know how to cook? Can't I hire a chef?

Xue Mang has never been in the kitchen for so long, so he doesn't know how to cook at all. But since Yan Ge liked it, he tried his best to do it. Thinking of this, he called his secretary.

Poor secretary Xiao Wang was sleeping soundly and was suddenly woken up by a phone call. Although he was uncomfortable and annoyed, he didn't dare to get angry at Xue Mang, "Hello? Is Mr. Xue doing anything?"

"Find me a chef tomorrow." Xue Mang said.

chef? Secretary Xiao Wang asked with a question mark in his head, "Boss Xue, are you going to have dinner at home?"

"You don't need to worry about it." Xue Mang said: "Remember, I want an experienced chef, the kind who can teach apprentices."

Putting down the phone, the secretary Xiao Wang's eyes were blank, Mr. Xue was becoming more and more elusive.

I don't know what's going on recently. It rains when it rains, and the weather is hot and cold. Yan Ge had to bring a coat when he went out, otherwise he might shiver from the cold at some point.

Today, I went to the company with my agent to sign a contract for a new play. After signing, I was about to leave and walk to the elevator when Xue Mang appeared, "Wait a minute."

When Yan Ge saw that his mind was full of his black tights, his expression almost tensed up. Xue Mang and Yan Ge got into the elevator together, they stood side by side at the back, and the manager stood in front alone.

"Are you free tonight?" Xue Mang said, "I want to treat you to dinner."

"Ah...no need." Yan Ge reflexively refused, "I still need to read the script."

"Are you avoiding me? You never did this before." Xue Mang said with a bit of resentment in his tone, "You told me that as long as I am unhappy, you will stay by my side."

Yan Ge had indeed said this, so he wanted to slap himself right now.

"Doesn't a man's words count?" Xue Mang said, "I'm very sad today, you must accompany me to dinner."

Yan Ge is very sad right now, he asked tangledly: "Can I ask why I am sad?"

Xue Mang glanced at Yang Ge and said, "I'm broken in love."

"..." You haven't started falling in love yet, what kind of love have you lost?

Yan Ge looked at the manager for help, the manager's back was turned to him, and the words powerless could be vaguely seen on the back of his head.

In the end, Yan Ge still agreed, there was no other way, who made him talk so cheap back then.

After getting into Xue Mang's car, Xue Mang looked very happy, and he didn't mean to be sad about being broken up at all.

"What do you want to eat?" Xue Mang asked.

"Whatever you want." Yan Ge said, "I'm not picky about food."

Xue Mang asked again: "What kind of flowers do you like on the dining table?"

"Whatever you want." Yan Ge said, "It's fine if you don't."

"Then roses." Xue Mang smiled slightly, "Do you still remember the flower language of red roses I told you?"

Yan Ge stopped talking, Xue Mang looked at Yang Ge with a look that he thought was affectionate, and then said softly: "I love you, every day."

"..." Yan Ge couldn't help touching his arm, goosebumps fell all over the floor.

When the car stopped, Yang Ge looked at the villa in front of him and asked Xue Mang, "Eat at your house?"

"Yes." Xue Mang said with a smirk, "Try my craft."

Yan Ge: "What's your skill?"

When Xue Mang appeared in front of him wearing a chef's hat, Yang Ge began to believe that Xue Mang was not joking, he was serious. So the question is, can he really eat it?

Yan Ge said tactfully: "Don't bother, just let's go out to eat."

"How can I do that?" Xue Mang raised his eyebrows, exuding a strong self-confidence: "I have been preparing for today's meal for a long time, you just wait and enjoy the food."

"Oh, that's right." Xue Mang suddenly thought of something, turned and went into the kitchen, and after a while took out a vase full of red roses and put it on the dining table. Then he glanced at Yang Ge, his eyes full of hints.

"..." I don't know when such a day will be a head!

Xue Mang was cooking in the kitchen, and Yan Ge was waiting on the sofa. He didn't know what he was doing, and no one came out after waiting for a long time. Just as Yang Ge was lying on the sofa, drowsy, Xue Mang finally came out of the kitchen. Yan Ge rubbed his eyes and sat up straight.

Xue Mang brought out two steaks and arranged the tableware thoughtfully. Then he took a bottle of red wine and poured them into the two glasses. Looking at the steaks on the table, Xue Mang was full of pride. May I ask, where in this world can I find a beautiful man like myself who is handsome, rich and good at cooking? He didn't believe that Yan Ge would not be moved.

Yang Ge glanced at the dark mark on Xue Mang's face, wondering if he should remind him. The two sat down on the chairs, Xue Mang raised his glass and said, "I respect you."

Ever since he lost his virginity after drinking last time, the thought of drinking with Xue Mang has caused Yang Ge a little psychological shadow. He refused: "No, no, my stomach has a stomach upset recently, and the doctor said that I can't drink alcohol."

"Isn't red wine okay too?"

"No." Yan Ge had no room for refusal.

"Okay then." Xue Mang said disappointedly, "Try the steak I fried."

Not to mention that Xue Mang's fried steak looks good, but he really didn't expect that a rich man who grew up in rich clothes and fine food can actually cook? Thinking that he might have learned it for himself, Yan Ge felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He absently cut a small piece of steak and put it in his mouth. Xue Mang looked at Yange expectantly with bright eyes.

Yan Ge chewed for a couple of times, then picked up the red wine on the side and gulped it down in one gulp.

"Didn't you say you can't drink alcohol?" Xue Mang said, "How is it? Does it taste good?"

Yan Ge swallowed the steak with the red wine, and said a bit tangled: "How should I put it? The taste is really indescribable, why don't you try it yourself."

Xue Mang blinked his eyes, took a sip without saying a word, and then spit it out neatly. He quickly drank a glass of red wine, and it took him a while to recover.

The two sat opposite each other without speaking, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Xue Mang's face was a little red, it was not a blushing of shame, but panic because of embarrassment in front of Yan Ge. He was silent for a while, but decided to defend himself, "Actually... the taste I made before was not so strange."

What else could Yan Ge say? He nodded his head, which means I understand.

Xue Mang felt like his face was on fire, he would definitely not believe me when it was over, my gentle, beautiful, considerate and good cooking persona collapsed...

The atmosphere fell into embarrassment again, Yan Ge squeezed his fist and coughed in front of his lips, and suggested: "How about... go out and eat."

"Okay, okay." Xue Mang immediately stood up and said: "I know a newly opened restaurant has very special dishes, I invite you to eat, let me drive..."

What does Xue Mang mean by doing this today? Of course Yan Ge is clear, it seems that he is planning to attack himself from small things. Yang Ge was secretly vigilant and decided not to give Xue Mang any chance.

He got into the car vigilantly and looked straight ahead. He felt that today was also an opportunity. Taking advantage of the meal time, he decided to reject Xue Mang seriously and plainly. He wanted Xue Mang to understand that there would be no result between them.

When the car was on the road, Xue Mang couldn't help peeking at Yan Ge beside him. Yang Ge was wearing a black coat today, and a light-colored T-shirt inside. Turning his head, he could see his slender and fair neck, which inevitably reminded Xue Mang of that night. Thinking of the night when he hugged Yan Ge's neck, the two of them looked crazy on the bed.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to, I can't stand it. Xue Mang scratched his heart and liver in pain, and really wanted to put his arms around his neck and kiss him hard. I don't know what kind of evil I did, why did I fall in love with this Mensao?

Yang Ge adjusted his sitting posture uncomfortably, and Xue Mang's eyes couldn't be ignored. What are you looking at? What's so nice about me? Look at the road, don't you want to die while driving?

Thinking of his own life, Yan Ge finally couldn't take it anymore and turned his head to meet Xue Mang's eyes.

Xue Mang was not embarrassed at all when he was discovered peeking at others, but instead smiled at Yan Ge.

"Stop laughing." Yan Ge struggled: "Watch the road and concentrate, do you usually drive like this? It's dangerous."

"Cough." Xue Mang was taught a lesson, and he coughed in embarrassment: "I can't concentrate when you are by my side."

Yan Ge: "..."

Having said that, Xue Mang still turned his head obediently and started driving the car attentively.

As soon as he turned his head, Yan Ge saw the black marks on his face from cooking. It's really too careless, if you go out like this, if someone you know sees him, won't Mr. Xue lose face?

Sighing inwardly, Yan Ge subconsciously leaned over and reached out to help Xue Mang wipe his face clean.

While driving the car, suddenly Yan Ge came over and touched his face. Excited, Xue Mang slammed on the brakes.

Yan Ge was not wearing a seat belt, so he was caught off guard and bumped into the windshield.

"Ah!" Yan Ge stared at him, covered his head and wailed, "What are you doing?"

"I..." Xue Mang was so excited that he didn't know what to say, he put his arms around Yang Ge's waist, and pressed his face to his chest, "I knew you had me in your heart!"

WTF? Yan Ge's head hurt, he covered his head with one hand and pulled Xue Mang with the other.

"Let go, talk about what you have to say, who cares about you?"

Xue Mang looked up at Yang Ge, then stretched out his hands to grab Yang Ge's left hand that was pulling him, and then he put Xue Mang's hand on his face. Then he smiled infinitely at Yan Ge, "You can touch me anytime you want, you don't need to find a reason."