MTL - The General’s Cat Always Wants To Climb Into My Bed-Chapter 52 The secret of Shen Zhifan (4)

"I... probably in love with him."

The men's legs overlap and the mood is very pleasant.

"Oh yes, I really want to throw away the days I said before. It’s really... it’s too stupid, right, but it doesn’t matter...he is falling in love with me anyway."

He didn't want to drink coffee today, and he was holding a culinary new guide magazine in his hand.

"I have never cooked," he smiled. His eyebrows were so handsome and cold. At this time, he was a little shy and looked soft. "I never thought about cooking. After all, I usually go home to eat." Not much... The taste of the automatic cooking machine is not bad, isn't it?"

Miss Diary captured a specific vocabulary and gave a compliment.

“The taste of the automatic cooking machine is really good.”

"Well," he licked his lips, and he didn't want to be too happy. After all, he was no longer a hairy boy, but he soon failed. His mouth was raised and almost smashed. The song came, "But it is different now."

"How about we listen to the little tune of our hometown?" he said. "Well, Huluofu sang, I always heard it when I was young, very nice."

Miss Diary was very responsible and began to play, he slowly sang along with the melodious hometown minor.

Hu Luofu is a very gentle little tune, which sounds like a gentle shepherd's sigh on the broad grassland.

"Cough, it's not the same now," he continued. "I didn't care much about what I used to eat. Of course, human beings are always force majeure for food... just as he is also force majeure to me."

After he finished, he paused.

"I don't want to leave him every time, isn't it good," he said, a little embarrassed, although he was only facing a missed machine diary, "But, but it seems that there is nothing to say except him." ”

"I will try to cook, I have tried it before, but it is a bit too messy." He turned over a page of food and picked up his eyebrows. "For example, this cooking, I did it in a mess, I can only Changed a kitchen again."

He said that he was a little dissatisfied.

"In fact, it's not so bad," he cleared his throat. "Cough, I'm just a newbie. It's normal, I don't know what he would like to eat."

"Hey...hot pot," he checked. "Just throw the ingredients into the pot. It's too simple, it won't be delicious."

"I should do something better."

He nodded and felt that he was quite reasonable. He looked at the watch on his wrist.

"He just told me to buy ingredients, about five o'clock, and there is still an hour. Do I have to try to do something?"

Miss Diary is silent.

He nodded again and felt that the idea was good.

Miss Diary: "I advise you not to have this idea."

Speech: "..."

Miss Diary: "..."

"Have I set this for you?"

He raised his eyebrows, and he just got up and paused, looking suspiciously at Miss Diary.

Miss Diary: "..."

He closed the electronic diary and slammed her head - a petite electronic diary.

"I have to do it."

......

Shen Zhifan bought the ingredients. He looked at his appearance, clothes, hair... Well, there was no problem.

He patted the dust on his shoulders very cautiously. Although there was no dust on it, it could ease the tension. Well, it didn't work. Then he still poked the doorbell of the next door a little nervously.

"叮咚-"

After three sounds, there was no response.

Shen Zhifan was a bit confused and poked.

"叮咚-"

About a minute later, Shen Zhifan vaguely heard some voices inside, but no one still opened the door.

He made a phone call to the other person with some doubts, and put his ear in the door.

The ringtone of the mobile phone rang inside and was quickly picked up.

"Hey?"

"That," the other party was a little nervous when he picked him up. "I am at your door."

"Well, okay," the other voice was very calm. "Sorry, I just... I slept, didn't hear it, wait for me."

……go to bed?

Shen Zhifan looked at it with a little doubt, not like a nap, and the movement inside that was awkward... Oh, he soon remembered that there was a cat at home.

The cat named "kk" is indeed very naughty and very spiritual.

It is a bit bad.

Shen Zhifan stood for two minutes and the door finally opened.

Shen Zhifan’s eyes brightened and he changed his clothes. He always dressed lazy and casual when he was not wearing formal attire, but he was good in appearance and dressed very well. The wide v-neck sweater showed his collarbone. It was very attractive to be lifted by his wide shoulders, and the trousers made him look very slender.

Such words seem to be more like an ordinary person who is easily accessible, rather than the high-ranking general in memory.

However, because he first saw the words when he saw the words for the first time, and the other side was wearing a formal dress, and looked at the bed for so many years, how much a little love story.

"Sorry," he reached out and took his ingredients. "Awaiting for a long time?"

"...nothing."

Shen Zhifan whispered.

The other person's finger inadvertently rubbed his index finger, a little itchy, so that he could not help but regain the skin with his thumb.

Heart and soul.

Shen Zhifan thought so, his face was a bit red.

But wait, today, he is not doing anything right.

Cough, he coughed softly in his heart and sneaked at the other side.

The words are just looking at him. His eyes are touching, as if they are stuck together, and they will laugh out loud for a long time.

"How come you laugh?"

The words also felt a little funny, but they couldn’t tell why.

It’s just that Shen Zhifan is laughing. He still laughs at the beautiful thin jade. He is not a sixteen-year-old boy. He is not so cute, but still pure.

"No," Shen Zhifan waved his hand and paused. "I feel that it is a bit silly."

"... silly?" Yan said, "Why is it stupid?"

Shen Zhifan is embarrassed to elaborate on the picture of his brain, and take the ingredients directly to the kitchen.

"Nothing, let's take a plate and put it first."

"and many more!"

Suddenly, he stopped him, and Shen Zhifan turned back in confusion. He just stepped in and even didn't even know where the kitchen was.

But he just saw a trace of nervousness in his expression.

What is this nervous?

Shen Zhifan moved his eyebrows and wanted to express his own incomprehensibility. Of course, he stopped. After all, this is the home of the words, respecting each other's opinions.

"Hey, we don't have to go into the kitchen, hot pot. I checked it. Your ingredients are handled well." The words moved and the throat was a little uncomfortable. "Let's cook it directly."

Shen Zhifan thought about it and felt that there was no problem: "This is OK, regardless of the kitchen, where is your kitchen?"

Shen Zhifan and Yan Yan’s family are very similar. They are two floors. In general, the kitchen on the left is decorated.

Speaking of the contract with the v team, the deadline for the house has arrived. Before the text message was sent to the next month, you have to go through the formalities, but it is just right. He may... he will not live there in the future.

The softness is also gone.

He was inevitably a bit bleak when he thought of it, but he quickly adjusted his mood. These are not important, at least until before tonight, he is not willing to think about it.

But soon he found another problem, which he had not directly thought of before.

"No pot...?"

He turned around and actually didn't find the pot. He could only hesitately look at his words: "In the kitchen, I remember that the automatic cooking machine also has this function."

"Oh yes, in the kitchen, wait, don't move, I will take it."

One hand touched the nose and motioned him to sit down.

Shen Zhifan sat a little awkwardly at the table: "Okay."

Yan Yan gently opened a slit in the kitchen, and then sewed in and went in. Shen Zhifan had not had time to look at it, he was quickly shut down.

Shen Zhifan: "..." Why do you feel weird?

He thought for a moment, very puzzled, but soon his interest was not in the kitchen, he began to look for cats.

"Hey?" he shouted twice, but there was no movement.

There was a sound of water in the kitchen, and Shen Zhifan was a bit awkward. Is this an automatic cooking machine not an automatic dishwasher?

Soon, he came out with that difficult movement, holding a pot of clean-cleaned automatic cooking machine in his hand, and the heated chassis below.

Although it is ok to have these two things in the enemy zone, but... still feel very strange.

Shen Zhifan reluctantly made himself look less curious, began to organize the ingredients, and casually smelled: "Where are you going?"

The generals were originally absent-minded. When they heard this question, they suddenly felt that they were suffering from enemies. They didn’t know how to answer them.

"Maybe go out to play," he used the omnipotent answer, and it just flashed a flash of light. "The kitchen is outside, it’s a mess, maybe it was just when it went out."

"Oh." Shen Zhifan nodded and began to turn his attention back to the hot pot.

Speaking of hot pot, you can't have no bottom material. Shen Zhifan is of course ready.

"I used to be at n-192. The weather is very bad. Sometimes it will be very cold." Shen Zhifan’s mouth hangs a smile. "When the coldest, the family is always happy to eat hot pot. My dad likes to eat spicy food. My mother doesn't like spicy food, so I usually use shabu-shabu. I don't really eat spicy food, but it is very hot and spicy."

Because the materials are very complete, you can go to the dishes directly after heating.

The soup was soon opened, with a creamy white soup on one side and a red-hot soup base on the other.

The hot air will smear the faint sweat of Shen's nose, and soon there will be a layer of white light fog.

Steamy, a sense of warmth in a house.

He said quietly to him, although he did not know what the hot pot was, but obviously his interest was not on the hot pot.

"This mutton roll is very easy to be cooked," Shen Zhifan is dedicated to meat slices. Although he is fascinated today, the charm of hot pot is really not to be underestimated. "Do you taste it, there is this sauce, this sauce I am in the supermarket." I picked it for a long time, and I went back and tasted it. This taste is most like I have eaten before."

Shen Zhifan subconsciously sent the chopsticks directly to the mouth, and the two men did not sit face to face, so the distance was very close.

When Shen Zhifan realized that it was a feeding action, he was a little stiff. I don’t know if I felt too close. Although they had done more intimate things, it was quite...

I didn’t think so much, I naturally bite it.

Then it was naturally burned.

Shen Zhifan: "..."

He looked at the general's frowning eyebrows and exhaled, and he felt very cute.

"You have to blow it first."

Hey laughed and raised his eyes to see him.

"Do you blow for me?"

Shen Zhifan licked his lips and boldly said: "Also...you can do it."

He clipped a piece of meat and carefully blown the dipping sauce and then pinched it to each other.

"Tasty?"

The words opened his lips, but his eyes looked at him. His teeth inadvertently touched the chopsticks. The faint vibration was conveyed to the fingertips of Shen Zhifan through chopsticks.

He looked at each other nervously, for fear that the other party was not used to it.

The words chewed and chewed slightly, frowning.

"Is it not good?"

"No," he said, very earnestly, and his face was incredible. "This taste... great."

Shen Zhifan laughed: "The hot pot, the hot pot is the best, you can still drink a little soup, waiting for a little more than a soup, it will not drink."

I don't know if it is hot, he thinks his face must be very red.

"I, I also took the wine," Shen Zhifan said. "The wine in the grilled fish shop was not suitable for me. I took the most common red wine in our hometown. It is also sold here. With a hot pot... It sounds a bit strange, but it's not bad."

The subconscious mind bent over and looked at him quietly: "Well, you said everything."

... ah, so gentle?

Shen Zhifan wants to lick his chest.

Calm, Shen Zhifan, you are no longer the 16-year-old boy.

You didn’t do it all the time, but now you can’t do it with two sentences?

You are coming today, coughing, don't surrender so quickly.

He thought about it, and took a glass of wine directly.

Then he looked at the unspeakable expression of the general, and suddenly thought of it.

"Ah... you don't drink too much."

Saying: "...No, I am not so easy to get drunk, it is still a little bit ok."

The face of a red face, the last time I couldn’t look back, seems to be vivid.

Very shameful.

Shen Zhifan couldn't help but laugh, but his eyes were quietly watching.

This is the person I like, sitting next to me, accompanying me to eat the food I like.

He also likes me, even if he likes me only sixteen.

He turned his head slightly, his fingers inadvertently wiped his eyes: "Well, let's eat first, don't let down the food."

This time, Shen Zhifan did not get drunk, but it was a little dizzy. After eating for a while, he suddenly got up: "I went to the bathroom."

Yan Yan is fighting with a plate of shrimp, not very good to fish, did not look up at him, nodded directly.

Then he saw Shen Zhifan directly opening the door of the kitchen.

"That is not..."

I can't wait to prevent it, but my eyes are reaching out, but it's too late.

Shen Zhifan drank a little dizzy, thought that his family, went straight wrong.

He opened his mouth.

What did he see?

A poor little kitchen that was ruined, full of coke.

Because the situation was so fierce that the wine of Shen Zhi was awakened.

He turned back in vain, his fingers a little embarrassed: "This is what you do?"

Speech: "..."