Warm moments are sometimes interrupted by others.
Ouyang Yi slept until half past ten. Feeling his stomach protesting, he finally resisted the temptation of the warm quilt and climbed out of bed. After washing up and going downstairs to have breakfast, I suddenly heard the faint sound of piano coming from the piano room. Thinking that he and Ouyang Qianran were the only ones who could play the piano at home, it must be Ouyang Qianran who was playing the piano in the room. The piano music suddenly stopped, and Ouyang Yi didn't think much about it and just pushed the door open and walked in.
"Uncle, you eat..."
Ouyang Yi's voice suddenly stopped, and the slightly sleepy expression on his face also froze instantly. From his perspective, Ling Yinglu's tall body just blocked Ouyang Qianran, and Ouyang Yi could not see Ouyang Qianran's expression. But he could tell from their postures that they seemed to be kissing.
That's right, it was a kiss. Ling Yinglu, who was standing near the door, had his head lowered and was touching Ouyang Qianran's face, while Ouyang Qianran seemed to be also tilting his head back, enduring Ling Yinglu's kiss. Seeing such a beautiful scene early in the morning almost blinded Ouyang Yi’s eyes. So Ouyang Yi swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, lowered his head and said, "Sorry to bother you." Then he quickly closed the door with a "bang".
"Ouch, that was a close call." Ouyang Yi patted his chest with lingering fear, glanced at the closed door of the piano room, and couldn't help but mutter as he left: "Such passion so early in the morning, isn't this stimulating me, a semi-single dog who hasn't found a girlfriend yet? No, I was almost blinded by the light just now, I have to go find Yinuo for comfort."
Ouyang Qianran, who was playing the piano with Ling Yinglu in the piano room, suddenly felt like something got into his eye. He was about to ask Ling Yinglu to blow it for him when Ouyang Yi pushed the door open. Before Ouyang Qianran had the chance to ask Ouyang Yi what was going on, Ouyang Yi apologized for no apparent reason, then closed the door and left.
Ouyang Qianran was confused for a while and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with him?" Why should he apologize for no reason?
"It must be a misunderstanding." Ling Yingluo said seriously.
"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?" Ouyang Qianran was a little overwhelmed. What was there that was worthy of misunderstanding?
Ling Yinglu didn't say anything, but just looked at Ouyang Qianran's pink lips with a smile.
Ouyang Qianran understood now, and said with a smile of sudden enlightenment: "It seems that our thoughts and purposes were relatively simple just now, right?" As he spoke, he gently tapped Ling Yingyue's muscular chest with his finger, which he could still feel through his coat.
Ling Yingluo grabbed Ouyang Qianran's mischievous hand with one hand, and with the other hand, he put his arm around Ouyang Qianran's waist. Then, he pulled Ouyang Qianran towards him, his eyes dark and his voice low, "No, my thoughts have never been pure."
After saying that, Ling Yingluo pressed his lips directly against Ouyang Qianran's and sucked gently, without the beast-like aggressiveness like in the previous times. It was so light and gentle that Ouyang Qianran couldn't help but close his eyes and respond. The two sides gently entangled with each other, feeling each other's breath.
The kiss lasted for more than two minutes. After they separated, they leaned their foreheads against each other, breathing softly. Feel the calm and comfort after the excitement.
Ouyang Qianran leaned against Ling Yinglu's forehead and whispered, "Tomorrow Xiao Yifei and I will go to Country M to promote Yinuo's movie."
"Yeah." Ling Yinglu rubbed Ouyang Qianran's fair face with his own face, his voice low and hoarse, "I may not be able to come back during the Spring Festival next month." Because he had to go to Country F to film, it was impossible for him to return home during the Spring Festival.
"So?" Ouyang Qianran felt a little funny. He actually heard a hint of grievance and resentment in Ling Yingluo's tone?
So, Ling Yingyue raised his head and looked deeply into Ouyang Qianran's eyes that seemed clear but bottomless, "Compensation."
It was the first time that Ouyang Qianran saw someone asking for compensation from him so confidently. He suddenly felt that Ling Yingluo was not as cold and arrogant as he appeared. When facing the person he liked, he could actually be a little childish in private. If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that Ling Yingluo, who always looked like a cool and aloof male god, had such a side to him!
compensate? Compensation for what? Ling Yinglu didn't say anything, but just stared at Ouyang Qianran, as if waiting for his decision.
"I will cook for you personally at noon." It seemed that Ouyang Qianran had not cooked much since coming here, let alone cooking for Ling Yingluo. It seemed that even Ouyang Qianxiong and Zhao Yun had never eaten the food he cooked.
After hearing Ouyang Qianran's proposal, Ling Yinglu was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Okay."
So, Ouyang Yi, who had been fed a handful of dog food in the morning, was fed a handful of golden dog food again at noon when he saw two figures busy in the kitchen.
Ouyang Qianran actually wanted to cook, and he cooked for Ling Yingluo. In other words, Ouyang Yi had never tasted the food cooked by Ouyang Qianran. Ouyang Yi only knew that Ouyang Qianran made good cakes, but he didn't know how good his cooking skills were.
Originally, Ouyang Qianran wanted to do it himself, but Ling Yinglu couldn't hold back, so he followed Ouyang Qianran into the kitchen and helped him. Not to mention, Ling Yinglu's knife skills are several times better than Ouyang Qianran's. He can even carve flowers out of a carrot. Ouyang Qianran was dazzled by what he saw and couldn't help but marvel at Ling Yingyue's omnipotence. Before, I only knew that Ling Yingyue was a good cook, but I never realized that Ling Yingyue’s knife skills were so amazing.
"How did you practice your knife skills?" Ouyang Qianran couldn't help asking as he watched Ling Yingluo carve a decorative flower out of a carrot with just a few "swishes". Judging from his appearance, he is no worse than a professional chef.
Ling Yingyue placed the carved carrot flower on the serving plate. After making sure that the direction and angle were correct, he looked up and said, "I starred in a movie about chefs before and studied cooking for a while."
Is this okay? Ouyang Qianran couldn't help but give Ling Yinglu a thumbs up in his heart. It was because he had the system that he could cheat and learn some of the characters' skills. For example, dancing, or parkour. But that also requires a lot of practice and hard work, so he knows how difficult and challenging it is to learn these skills.
However, Ling Yinglu does not have a system that can cheat like him. Ling Yinglu learned these skills step by step in the real world. For the sake of a movie and to better understand the role of a chef, Ling Yingyue had to learn cooking skills and practice knife skills. You can imagine how dedicated he is.
A man who is rich and powerful, can act, cook, is good-looking and has a good figure is simply the best. Ouyang Qianran suddenly felt fortunate that he was with Ling Yingluo, because this man who made countless men ashamed and drove countless men and women crazy now belonged to him. Why is there that sudden feeling of pride and smugness in my heart?
"The food is going to burn..." Ling Yinglu looked up and saw Ouyang Qianran suddenly staring at him in a daze. He then looked at the food being cooked in front of Ouyang Qianran and couldn't help but remind him.
"Oh..." Ouyang Qianran came back to his senses immediately, and put his attention back on the pot and started stir-frying it. However, his cooking skills were average, so he didn't know how to flip the wok or anything like that, so the food in the pot lacked some wok flavor.
Ling Yingluo watched in silence for two seconds, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He walked behind Ouyang Qianran, turned up the heat, then grabbed Ouyang Qianran's hand on the pot handle, and with his other hand grabbed Ouyang Qianran's hand holding the pot spoon, "Let me teach you how to flip the spoon."
The breath of Ling Yingluo when he spoke sprayed on Ouyang Qianran's neck, which felt a little itchy. He put his hands through Ouyang Qianran's waist, and from the back, he completely held Ouyang Qianran in his arms. But the next moment, Ouyang Qianran's attention was attracted by the pot in front of him. Ling Yinglu grabbed Ouyang Qianran's hand and started to stir the wok. The blazing fire made Ouyang Qianran, who was standing in front, feel shocked. I used to see other chefs cooking on TV and thought flipping the wok was amazing, but I never expected to see the real version now, and it was done by myself. It was really eye-catching.
Ouyang Qianran did not use any force. It was Ling Yinglu who was holding his hand and moving all the time. Ouyang Qianran was stunned as he watched Ling Yinglu skillfully stir the wok and then add salt and seasonings.
"Remember, you have to shake it hard like this... and this..."
Ling Yingluo patiently analyzed and explained everything to Ouyang Qianran one by one, and Ouyang Qianran nodded repeatedly like a chick eating millet. Ling Yinglu almost couldn't help but touch his little head. She felt that Ouyang Qianran, who looked a little silly at this moment, was extremely adorable.
Ouyang Yi, who was standing at the kitchen door, saw the two people "hugging" each other in the kitchen, covered his chest, and felt that he could not bear to watch it anymore.
"Master Sun, what are you doing..." The housekeeper standing behind Ouyang Yi looked at Ouyang Yi with some confusion. Ouyang Yi was leaning against the wall outside the kitchen, covering his chest with his hands and looking like he wanted to cry but couldn't.
"Butler, please quickly get me a glass of water and some stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets." Ouyang Yi said weakly.
"Master Sun, do you have stomach discomfort?" The housekeeper wondered if Ouyang Yi had breakfast too late today, so he hasn't digested the food in his stomach yet, causing bloating.
Ouyang Yi said with a bitter face: "No, I was fed so much golden dog food that I have indigestion now. I need to take some stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets to digest it." Thinking of the two people being affectionate in the kitchen and even being entangled when cooking, Ouyang Yi felt even worse.
housekeeper:"……"
At lunch, only Ouyang Qianran, Ling Yinglu and Ouyang Yi were eating. Ouyang Qianxiong and Zhao Yun are both in the company and will not be back for dinner.
So, when eating lunch, Ouyang Yi felt it was simply a torture.
It was said that Ouyang Qianran cooked, but out of the five dishes and one soup, only one dish and one soup were made by Ouyang Qianran. The other four dishes were made under Ling Yingluo's hands-on teaching.
"How about this soup?" Ouyang Qianran handed a bowl of soup to Ling Yingluo. This soup was a very rich pork bone soup. This kind of soup was the best to drink in the winter.
Ling Yingyue took a sip of the soup gently, then nodded under Ouyang Qianran's expectant gaze, "Yeah, very good."
Ouyang Qianran was happy and took another piece of meat from the stir-fried pork and cucumber and gave it to Ling Ying, "Try this too." Ouyang Qianran prepared this dish by himself.
"Very good." After eating, Ling Yinglu nodded again with a smile in his eyes, and then picked up a piece of salt and pepper spareribs with chopsticks and put it into Ouyang Qianran's bowl, "You eat."
"It tastes really good." He didn't know if it was his contribution to the dish, but when Ouyang Qianran was eating it, he felt that it tasted better than the last time Ling Yinglu took him to eat it.
The two of them just acted as if no one was around, you picked up food for me and I picked up food for you, completely ignoring Ouyang Yi who was sitting opposite them as if he didn't exist, which left Ouyang Yi dumbfounded.
Oh my god, what is going on? Ouyang Yi felt like he needed to wash his eyes. Uncle Ling, where is your mysophobia? Where's the coolness you promised? Uncle, where is the male god image you promised me? Is it really okay for you to show your affection in front of a semi-single guy like him?
Feeling even more indigestion, Ouyang Yi shouted loudly: "Butler, give me a few more stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets..."
housekeeper:"……"
The author has something to say: Ling Yingyue: "Wife, how about we work together to make a delicious dinner tonight? There are still a few dishes I haven't taught you yet."
Ouyang Qianran: "No, I'll do it myself."
Ling Yingyue: "That won't do. I have to personally help you cook those dishes. I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it by yourself and hurt your hand. If you get hurt, it hurts my heart."
Ouyang Qianran (blushing): "Okay then."
Ling Yingyue: "Then hurry up and finish lunch, and then we'll go back to the room to study the recipe and the body stir-frying skill."
Ouyang Qianran (his face turned redder): "Practicing such advanced skills?"
Ling Yingyue: "It must be done."
Ouyang Yi (face turned green): "Butler, give me another dozen stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets, Jiang X brand."
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