Chapter 17
No matter how shameless Liuzi would do to have a Chinese meal, he had to follow someone home in shame just for a meal.
Sis was very satisfied with the prey he had caught. After buying some ingredients, he took his men back to a nearby apartment.
This large flat is very close to the school, but Sis doesn't live here often. However, because there is a regular cleaner to clean the house, the house is spotless and as clean as a new house.
Fang Chen felt a little regretful as soon as he entered the house. He felt that he was simply indulging in the delicious food and how could he follow someone so easily.
Just as he was about to give up, he heard Xisi ask him, "Boiled fish, sweet and sour pork, garlic shrimp, blanched choy sum, and a tomato and egg soup, is that okay?"
The foot that had been retracted was stretched out again.
Fang Chen asked politely, "Excuse me, where can I change my shoes?"
Sis raised the corner of his lips imperceptibly and opened the shoe cabinet next to him. Inside were all black and gray home shoes, all the same size, except for a pair of white lamb-patterned shoes that were obviously smaller.
His gaze paused for two seconds, but he still picked up the black and gray pair next to him.
Fang Chen changed into his shoes. The shoes were a size larger than his feet, with only a small tip of his round toes showing.
Why are even the toes pink?
So cute.
Siskelly looked away, his tone natural, "Want something to drink? Milk, please?"
Why! He's not a child anymore. Does he need to drink milk everywhere? But, can drinking more milk help him grow taller?
Fang Chen poked his head towards the kitchen and said, "Okay, can you give me some sugar?"
"Of course."
Sis quickly brought him a glass of milk and said, "Just sit down and wait. If you're bored, you can watch some videos or play games."
The boy sat on the sofa, took the milk, and nodded obediently, "Okay. Is there anything I can help you with in the kitchen?"
"No, just wait for me."
Xisi found the tablet and game console for Fang Chen, and only went into the kitchen after making sure that the lamb could take care of itself.
Fang Chen drank two sips of milk, watched the man leave, then immediately stood up and looked around the apartment curiously.
Probably because the house was renovated to accommodate the man's height, everything in the house looked oversized in Fang Chen's eyes, making him feel like he had strayed into a land of adults.
He walked around and finally set his sights on the shelf next to the living room. On the top shelf, there was a pair of red boxing gloves, which looked very beautiful.
I remember the last time I watched Sith play, he was wearing a black one.
Does he have a lot of gloves?
Fang Chen was lost in thought for quite a while and didn't notice when Sith came out and stood behind him.
The man lowered his eyes and looked at the whorl of hair on Fang Chen's head, wondering how someone could have such a round head, so cute.
He paused for a few seconds before whispering, "These are the gloves I used in my first match."
A sudden voice came from behind, startling Fang Chen.
He turned around quickly, but Sith was too close and he almost bumped into Sith's chest.
The man put his hand on his shoulder and asked with a smile, "Do you want to take it off and have a look?"
Fang Chen raised his head, his eyes sparkling, "Is it okay?"
"What's wrong with that?"
Sis raised his chin and said, "Take it."
The boy reached out to take it, but couldn't touch it at all.
So embarrassing...
He hesitated for a moment, jumped up, but still couldn't get it...
Too much!
Why is the cabinet so high?
Sith spoke slowly, "What should I do? Can't I get it?"
It was definitely intentional!
Fang Chen was so angry that he wanted to grind his teeth.
I just want to see myself laugh! !
Just as he was getting angry, he suddenly felt a tightness around his waist and his body suddenly flew into the air. Fang Chen was startled and the next moment he was carried to the shelf.
"If you can't get it, I'll hold you."
The man's low voice was close to his ear, and the hot air from his breath hit his ear, making it itchy.
Fang Chen's ears turned a little red. He bit his lip uncomfortably and reached out to take off his boxing gloves.
This time, Xisi did not delay and quickly put Fang Chen down.
The lamb secretly clenched his fists.
Just wait!
He'll drink lots of milk and he'll grow taller!
Sis had no idea what the milky lamb was thinking about, so he whispered to him, "Do you want to wear it?"
Fang Chen looked up blankly, "Me?"
Sith curled his lips and said, "Stretch out your hand."
Fang Chen obediently stretched out his hands, and Sis put the gloves on him. Looking at the two slender arms holding up the two big gloves, it was funny and cute.
Fang Chen seemed very excited and waved at the air in front of him.
Sith looked at him with interest and suddenly said, "Hit me."
Um? ? ?
Fang Chen blinked, paused for a second, and then really reached out and punched him.
Xiaoyang punched Sith in the chest, but Sith didn't react at all. Fang Chen took several steps back.
So embarrassing!
Fang Chen puffed out his cheeks.
Xisi laughed muffledly twice, reached out and grabbed Fang Chen's wrist, "I'll teach you next time, but now, we should eat."
Fang Chen hummed twice, took off his gloves and returned them to Xisi.
For Sis, this pair of boxing gloves represents the beginning of his boxing journey and always has some different commemorative significance. He really wants to give the gloves to Fang Chen, but he guesses that Fang Chen will not accept them.
The lamb's hands are so small that he needs to have a pair of gloves customized specially for him. They must be white, which matches his black one perfectly.
He was a little lost in thought, and Fang Chen had already happily run to the kitchen, "Wow, it smells good."
Unexpectedly, Sis’s craftsmanship is quite good. At least now, it looks very good.
Fang Chen is not so good. What he makes is simply dark cuisine. He can only make some fast food on weekdays.
There were two bowls of white rice on the table, with two pairs of chopsticks beside them. Before meeting Fang Chen, Sis had rarely eaten Chinese food, so he was a little unfamiliar with using chopsticks, but he still picked up some food for Fang Chen and said, "Try it."
Fang Chen took a big bite of the rice and nodded repeatedly, "Super delicious!!"
It had been a while since I had eaten Chinese food, and Fang Chen was bubbling with happiness all over his body.
After eating half a bowl of rice with his head buried, Fang Chen finally remembered to ask, "How did you learn to cook Chinese food?"
It's not that he thinks too much.
After all, he was the only one around eating Chinese food.
Thinking of this, Fang Chen felt a little awkward again and secretly glanced at Xis several times.
Sith raised an eyebrow and asked him, "What do you think?"
The boy fell silent.
Seeing this, Xisi wanted to laugh. He helped Fang Chen fill the soup and then said casually, "I want to try everything in my free time. I even learned French cuisine. I'll make it for you next time."
Fang Chen gulped down half a bowl of soup before speaking slowly, "Forget it, Chinese food is still better."
Sith looked at him for a few seconds and suddenly spoke.
"Okay, let's make Chinese food then."
This sentence is in Chinese.
Fang Chen didn't react at first, and buried his head to take another bite of rice. Then he suddenly realized it and raised his head to look over.
He puffed out his cheeks and widened his eyes, "You..."
"If you don't teach me, I'll have to learn on my own." Sith said slowly, "Does that sound weird?"
"Won't!"
Fang Chen quickly said, "Well said."
He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Will you say anything else?"
"A little."
Sith said, "But I'll tell you next time."
The occasion is not right.
If he said it now, Fang Chen's whole body would probably turn red, his lips would tremble with anger, and he would stare at him with red eyes.
Although it was very cute, Sis didn't really want to lose his popularity.
The lamb was fed so well that Fang Chen almost burped and rubbed his belly.
I haven't had such a satisfying meal in a long time.
"You can come here often." Sis looked at him, "You can come here to review. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly. I can also cook your favorite meals for you."
Very tempting.
Fang Chen struggled for a moment, but finally shook his head, "You're very busy, I can't bother you often."
Sith pursed his lips slightly.
He really wanted to say it.
It's not a hassle.
It's a reward.
Every minute and every second with the lamb, Sis was happier than ever before.
The man lowered his eyes and said nothing more. He just said, "I saw you bought pumpkin candy today. Do you like candy? I have some other flavors here. You can take some back."
So Fang Chen ate and took away the food, and returned to the dormitory with a full bag.
My roommate is carving a pumpkin.
He took the carving knife and dug out the pumpkin seeds inside very carefully.
Hearing the sound and seeing Fang Chen coming back, he called Fang Chen to do it with him.
"Once it's dried, we can use it to decorate our dorm rooms for Halloween."
"OK."
Fang Chen immediately went to wash his hands and followed suit.
While doing it, his roommate talked to him, "Did you go out to eat today?"
Fang Chen said casually, "Well, I'm going to a friend's house."
"Is that the friend you talk to on the phone every day?"
Fang Chen's hand trembled, and he almost dug out Pumpkin Head's eyes into cross-eyes.
“Emm… yes.”
My roommate winked and asked, "Are you guys dating?"
Fang Chen coughed violently and raised his head in shock, "What are you talking about?"
"Eh? Isn't it?"
My roommate also looked surprised.
"Of course not!" Fang Chen lowered his head again, his voice muffled, "Not yet."
The last sentence was too quiet for the roommate to hear clearly. He shrugged and said, "If we have a good relationship, you can invite him out for Halloween."
Fang Chen dug a pumpkin. Although it was not as beautiful as the one made by his roommate, his own handiwork still looked ugly and cute.
He pursed his lips and smiled, then habitually took a photo and sent it to Sith.
I only felt something was wrong after sending it.
Fang Chen was annoyed.
He seemed to be really used to it.
I want to talk to Sis about every little thing.
He was angry with himself in his heart, pouted and wanted to withdraw the message, but he didn't expect that Sith had already replied to him.
【This is the first time I’ve seen such a cute little pumpkin. 】
【Want to hang out together on Halloween? 】
Fang Chen's pouting lips curled up unconsciously. [I can dress up as a little sheep ghost.]
What is a lamb ghost?
[Mutton kebabs. Dead lamb.]
The author has something to say:
Xishixue's Chinese:
Open your legs a little more, the baby is crying so beautifully, stick out your tongue so I can see, can I bite it here?
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