Chapter 52： .Jinjiang debut

"It's okay if you don't say it, as soon as you say it, I suddenly want to be presumptuous." Yu Youning smiled, showing a look that he was not afraid of death.

Qing An only felt that his face had fallen into a soup pot, and he was about to be cooked from the inside out.

"So what, what can you do presumptuously?" Qing'an no longer cared about whether he blushed or not, and calmly faced Yu Youning with a tomato face.

Yu Youning didn't expect that after Qing'an was so ashamed by the photo, he suddenly changed his morals. Is it possible that the legendary thing must be reversed?

"What presumptuous things refer to..." Yu Youning touched the back of his ear with a finger, but couldn't say a word for a long time.

"I won't make trouble with you, I bought gas." Qing'an threw the pillow aside, leaned down, picked up the phone, and unlocked it.

But as soon as she held the phone in her hand, she noticed that Yu Youning was standing behind her.

"What are you doing?" Qing'an turned to look at her, his tomato face turned into a bomb face.

"It doesn't depend on what you send, isn't it about buying oil, you can't watch this?" Yu Youning said innocent.

"You're really annoying, billowing!" Qing An stretched out his hand as he said, pushing Yu Youning out.

After pushing, Qing'an quickly unlocked.

The pompous selfie in the photo album appeared again, and Qing'an trembled again, and then closed the photo album.

Uncle's...

This is definitely the most humiliating thing in her twenty years of living.

If there is memory correction fluid in this world, she will definitely buy a car, then lift Yu Youning's skull and pour it all in.

After placing the order, Qing'an and Yu Youning were like two fools waiting for the takeaway brother to deliver them.

Ten minutes passed, and twenty minutes passed. Before you know it, a total of thirty minutes have passed. But the takeaway boy still didn't arrive.

"So hungry." Qing'an was really hungry this time.

I said that I was hungry before, but I just said nonsense when I was nervous. But this time is different.

"I said I'll buy it, you have to place an order online." Yu Youning shrugged.

Qing An turned his head and threw a slash at her. It looked like he was talking about being bold and rebelling against the minister, so he dared to question my decision and dragged it out!

Upon seeing this, Yu Youning consciously sewed her mouth.

After a while, Qing'an couldn't help calling the takeaway boy and asking him where he was now.

The younger brother said that noon is the peak time for meals, there are many orders, and it will take a while.

After Qing'an hung up the phone, I saw that Yu Youning was flipping through some pictures on the photography app with her mobile phone. She wanted to say something to Yu Youning, but when she thought of the various things just now, she felt so embarrassed that she had to use her mobile phone to scan some Look at the mess.

"It should be something here." A series of unfamiliar numbers popped up on the screen as Qing An answered the phone while walking outside the house.

"Yes, it's me. Okay, wait a minute and I will open the door for you right away."

Lying there, Yu Youning listened to Qing'an's footsteps, phone calls, door openings, and the voice of talking to the takeaway boy, and he brushed his hair intentionally or unconsciously.

Qing'an... Why is she blushing and so flustered, pretending to be sick and...

The corners of Yu Youning's lips curled up. Some things that she had not dared to think of, now she started to think again.

Qing An took out the oil and the **** and garlic that he bought along the way, and took them to the kitchen together, only to discover that she and Yu Youning hadn't cooked rice just now.

Sitting there foolishly for a long time without knowing to cook the porridge first... It must be Yu Youning who lowered her IQ, she couldn't be so stupid.

Just after Qing'an washed the pot, the rice was washed, and thrown into the inner pot, Yu Youning came over.

"How much water is there for this." Qing An held the pot of rice and shook it left and right.

"Do you want to have porridge or..."

"I don't want to drink porridge, I want to eat white rice." Qing'an has completely given up pretending to be sick.

Yu Youning thought: "Maybe it is less than the thickness of two palms of a meter."

"Is that right... Hey, I haven't cooked for too long." Qing'an sighed.

After Yu Youning washed his hands, he tilted his head slightly and frowned: "I think it should be almost at that water level."

"Okay." Qing An put the pot in the sink, and then turned on the tap.

After the water submerged the rice, she turned on the tap, reached out and pressed it into the pot, then tilted her head to look from both sides, and said to herself: "Does this have two backs of hands?"

"Let me take a look." Yu Youning said, putting his hand in and pasting it on Qing'an.

I don't know whether it is the relationship between the shaking of the water or the relationship between being covered by Yu Youning's hand, I always feel a little itchy.

Yu Youning was standing next to her at the moment, and her movement made the two people closer together.

"I don't think that a little water is enough!" Qing'an hurriedly withdrew his hand, and then added water to it.

After that, she stubbornly took the inner pot, put it in the rice cooker, and plugged it in.

Ashamed, this rice cooker has been bought for a year, but it has not been used several times. It was originally said to be used to boil all kinds of miscellaneous grain porridge to support the body, but it ended up being lost there.

After Yu Youning wiped her hands clean with a kerchief, she lowered her head and smiled.

Neither of them had much cooking experience, and for a while, the kitchen became a mess.

How thick should the vegetable be sliced? Should the potato shreds be soaked? Do I need to put **** and garlic, and how much should I put? Search for recipes and see. Wait, when the oil is added to the hot pan, how hot is it going? Do whatever you want. After the oil temperature rises, stir-fry the ginger...Wait, how high do you have to wait for the oil temperature to rise? Forget it, just do it whatever you want.

After that, Qing An threw the potato chips into the pot and hurriedly got out of it.

"Your technique is like a master of Indian flying cakes." Yu Youning took the spatula, and could not help teasing her while turning over the vegetables calmly.

"You..." Qing'an was halfway talking, and when he saw oily stars splashed on the back of Yu Youning's hand, he asked, "Don't you hurt?"

"It's okay." Yu Youning still felt a bit, but didn't feel much pain, but was in an acceptable range.

Qing An suddenly felt that she was strong.

"How much salt should I put in? It says a spoonful, the ghost knows what a spoonful is..." Qing'an put down the phone with the recipe, and then started to put it away.

Once the salt was put in, Yu Youning stirred it evenly with a spatula.

"Do you think it has the same taste as when I was in my childhood and when someone started a house wine?" Yu Youning was frying potato shreds, pondering for a while, and suddenly asked.

"My childhood... During my childhood, I didn't have a house wine with anyone." Qing An recalled that during her childhood, her father was basically locked at home to do homework, do exercises, and endorse.

On several occasions, she secretly put down those study materials and ran out to play with her friends.

As a result, I took it off as soon as I played. I didn't go home all afternoon. When I got home, my parents had eaten half of dinner.

Then she will be scolded.

So sometimes, Qing'an also wondered if he wouldn't get along with people for a long time, even if he wasn't very adept at interacting with people now, was it more or less affected by that time.

"When I was a child, I used to have a house wine with the twin sisters next door. Then we took turns to play a family of three, laughing to death. One of the links was cooking, bringing the dishes to the table, and then welcoming the people who worked. There are also lines. This fish is delicious. Mom, you need to eat more. This beef is delicious. Daddy, you need to eat more..." Yu Youning turned off the fire and put no other condiments, so he just served the vegetables. .

"Who plays mother and who plays father?" Qing An asked.

Yu Youning pondered for a while: "They all come in turns."

"Can you play a baby?"

"Performed. The line is, Mom, I want to eat grandma." Yu Youning put the fried dishes aside and said to her back.

After Qing'an listened, his thinking couldn't help but diverge again.

"Why don't people remember the feeling of breastfeeding when they were young?"

"Why, do you want to retrieve that memory?" Yu Youning rinsed the pot, then put it back on the stove and fired again.

"It's just curiosity." Qing'an is not too curious about things.

"Come on, I'll give you a taste." Yu Youning said, turning around and pointing to his chest.

Qing An instantly wanted to smash Yu You Ning with a big hammer, but in the end he glared at her.

After Yu Youning realized that what she had just said was very nervous, she couldn't help laughing when she poured the oil.

However, Qing An intentionally or unintentionally began to look at Yu Youning's chest. Speaking of it, I saw one or two eyes at her house that time... The little white rabbit looks pretty good.

After that, Qing'an was stiffened by his own thoughts.

How do you feel that you look like a wretched man from side to side?

After a while, several dishes have been fried, and the rice has been cooked.

Qing'an opened the lid of the rice cooker and saw it.

This dry rice is really cooked like porridge. Or, it can be said that this porridge is really cooked like dry rice.

Moreover, she discovered that not only was the rice smashed, but even the food was tasteless. Because they were afraid that too much would be salty, they only put a little salt the size of a fingernail for each dish.

It really tastes bad. Fortunately, if you have a bottle of chili sauce, you can eat it, otherwise it is really hard to swallow.

Yu Youning laughed frantically the whole time, laughing and saying: "I have never eaten such a terrible dish."

Qing'an can only say: "Just have something to eat, don't pick it, think about those war-torn countries, people still don't have anything to eat."

"I find you sometimes talk like my mother." Yu Youning looked at Qing'an, who was smearing the vegetables in the bowl with chili sauce.

"I don't remember that I have a daughter like you." Qing'an brought the dish to the mouth with a cold face.

Seeing her expression so cold, Yu Youning suddenly said: "Mom, I want to eat grandma."

"You, get out of here!" Qing An instantly put down the dishes and chopsticks, grabbed Yu Youning by the collar, and pushed toward the door.

"I was wrong, I was wrong!" Yu Youning held Qingan's wrist and refused to let her push herself.

Qing'an threw out "eat your grandpa, eat your ass", then turned around stiffly and walked to the dining table.

Yu Youning didn't dare to do it again, and went back to the table to eat well.

Qing'an raised his eyes and observed Yu Youning as he sent a folder of vegetables to the import. Suddenly I felt that Yu Youning seemed to have returned to what it was before.

Smile and sunshine, outgoing and simple personality.

From the reunion to the present, Yu Youning seems to have really returned to that state now.

Still very happy.

After eating, the two of them worked together to wash the bowls and cleaned the kitchen before returning to the bedroom.

Qing'an lay on the bed, pulled out the music list on the phone, and clicked on Xu Wei's song to play. The title of the song was "Summer Wind".

Not long after the singing sounded, she heard Yu Youning, who was chatting with people on WeChat, asking: "This lyrics... strange. What is meant by "a mature woman is more uneven"?"

Qing'an finished listening, but stopped talking.

After a while, Yu Youning said again: "...Wait, I seem to have heard it wrong. In fact, what he sang is "A mature woman called Bu Jingyun"?"

It's unbearable! Qing'an poked Yu Youning's head with a good hand, "How are your ears? They sing "A mature woman with light feet", okay?! You are uneven, you are shocked!"

"Aha? Is that so? So I heard it wrong..." Yu Youning was taken aback and asked blankly.

"It's stupid, if Xu Wei knows, you will get **** off." Qing'an continued to listen to the song. But I feel that there is no way to listen like before, and my mind is full of "more uneven" and "bujingyun".

A good song was ruined by Yu Youning's wonderful hearing.

Yu Youning looked at her with a slightly curved mouth. How could she have heard it wrong, she just said it deliberately to ease the atmosphere, so that Qing'an would continue to be nervous about the photo.

"Yeah, I'm just stupid, so, clever Dao Qing, beg for cover. I have to rely on you for the rest of my life!" Yu Youning said, pulling the cloth around her arm.

"Yu Sheng..." Qing'an listened to these two words, turned his head to look at her, then shook his head and cleared his throat: "No, I don't want to spend my entire life raising such a stupid guy."

"Okay." Yu Youning said, and lay down on the bed lazily.

"What is a mature woman?" Yu Youning looked at the ceiling.

"Hmm... Maybe it's like me." Qing'an was already shameless.

"Why?" Yu Youning turned sideways, propped his head with his hands, and gradually moved his eyes from Qing'an's legs to her chest, to her neck and cheeks.

"Where am I immature?" Qing An stared at the phone screen.

"I don't seem to know." Yu Youning looked at her hand holding the phone in a soft voice.

So Qing'an put down his phone and slapped his thigh: "Can't you see it? I am very mature."

After listening, Yu Youning bit her lower lip slightly: "Really?"

"Yes." Qing An nodded.

"Let me check?" Yu Youning said, sitting down near Qing'an.

"Get out!" Qing'an pushed Yu Youning out without saying a word.

After Yu Youning was pushed onto the bed, she brushed the hair around her neck and smiled: "They are all girls. If you look at it, what's the problem?"

"You give me out!" Qing'an couldn't help letting out the Hedong Lion Roar.

"I didn't see him for a while, and I became like a tiger..."

"roll!"

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