The golden light downstairs disappeared, Anhe pressed his eyes and saw that Na Chen was still sitting in the car without moving, tilting his head.﹎Ya>Wen_8w·w·w-.-y`

"Did you have a nosebleed?" Angel asked to the phone.

Na Chen laughed twice, still tilted his head: "What did you just say?"

"Did you have a nosebleed?" Angel smiled.

"Are you upset?" Na Chen honked the horn, "Pretending to be so stupid and unprofessional."

"You pretended first, and it didn't work well," Angel lay down at the window, "You can't get up."

"Go up," Na Chen parked the car aside, "I'll say it or not, I heard it anyway."

Angel smiled, hung up the phone, closed the window, and was stunned for a while with a glass on his forehead.

It is not easy to say this sentence. If Na Chen hadn't suddenly made such a move, he wouldn't know when he would have said it.

He never thought about whether he loved or not. No matter who he was with, he had never said this before. What is love and what is love? He didn't know.

However, Na Chen was the first person who could make him blurt out this sentence. Whether it was impulsive or moved, the moment he said it, he was excited, *, and uneasy.

This anxiety does not come from the feelings themselves, but to oneself.

In just two or three months, he could not adjust himself to such a perfect state, and the same is true for Na Chen. These three words are not just such a simple expression of emotional expression for both of them.

The doorbell was ringed by Na Chen, and Anhe wiped the marks on the glass that were pushed out of his forehead and went over to open the door.

Na Chen took the wind and hugged him. Inertia made Na Chen unable to stop his steps. An He was also led by him to take several steps back, and finally the two fell on the sofa.

"Kiss it," Na Chen touched his body randomly, and kissed it on his eyes, nose and lips, "I'm fine to work after kissing."

Anhe didn't say anything, his arm wrapped around Na Chen's back and touched it, pinched his butt, raised his head to face Na Chen's lips and pressed it tightly.

Na Chen hummed softly, and gasped unrestrainedly on his face, and Anhe closed his eyes.

What if he doesn't matter, it's meaningless to think too much. Just keep moving forward after taking a step.

On the sofa, he kissed and touched for a long time. Na Chen knelt on the floor with one leg and gasped: "Mr. An is a good kung fu, so he has squeezed me down."

Angel licked his lips and smiled: "However, you lie down and I will press on you to see if you will be squeezed down."

"What are you doing?" Na Chen narrowed his eyes and touched his lips with his fingers. "Now you won't eat if you pay the bill?"

"Eat, why don't you?" Angel patted his crotch as he did, "Eat here."

"Anhe!" Na Chen jumped up and turned to the kitchen. After walking two steps, he suddenly turned around and pinched the orchid and pointed at him, "Stirring hooligan!"

"Are you stupid?" Angel laughed, "the gangster is still talking to others with a shameful face."

"Come on." Na Chen carried the flour bag into the kitchen.

"Do you pay for your wages?" Anhe stood up and tidied up his clothes and followed in.

"Meat compensation," Na Chen took a small basin for him, "Can you knead him?"

"Yes." Angel smiled and nodded.

Na Chen raised his eyebrows: "What an accident, you actually got a dough? Is it the same level as you cook?"

"It will be the same as bread dumplings," Anhe knocked on the basin, "I can't chop the stuffing, but I can wrap it if I have stuffing.>﹏Yawen8w=w-w=.·"

"Then you can make dumplings with steamed buns," Nachen scooped the flour into the basin with a measuring cup, and added salt, sugar and water. "Well, look at adding some water, a little more water."

"Yeah." Angel washed his hands and started kneading.

Na Chen also took a basin, poured flour in, and started kneading while humming a song.

"Why should we separate and?" Angel glanced at him, not thinking that the two basins were different.

"Do you know what water and oil levels are?"

"have no idea."

"Do you know what crispy noodles are?"

"……have no idea."

"Your one is water and oil noodles, and I am oily noodles. Water and oil bread is outside the oily noodles," Na Chen said like a tongue twister, "Do you understand?"

"Isn't that the same virtue as the steamed buns and dumplings?" Anhe couldn't understand.

"Do you still eat?" Na Chen sighed and looked at him.

Angel smiled, stopped talking, and buried his head in the face.

Anhe saw Nachen making snacks, but he didn't expect that a simple cake would be so troublesome. After waking up the noodles, divide the two noodles into the same small balls, then wrap this noodles outside the noodles, roll them into long strips one by one, and then roll them into strips, then roll them into strips after waking up, and then roll them into strips after waking up, and then push them into small balls and flatten them...

"Is there any need to divide this into two aspects? After such trouble, you have me and I have..." Before An He finished speaking, Na Chen looked up at him.

"I still have to roll it out," Na Chen smiled, "Do you play? They all roll it into dough."

Angel took the rolling pin and rolled the dough into slices. After looking at the time, it was more than two hours: "Can you eat it before going to bed today?"

"Yes, you can bake it after wrapping the filling, half an hour." Na Chen took the coconut paste, mixed it with butter, sugar and milk and started to wrap it.

The filling was very fragrant, and Anhe felt a strong sense of hunger in the fragrance. He reached out and pinched a ball of coconut rice dumpling and put it in his mouth, shouting: "It's delicious!"

Na Chen took a small bowl and scooped him two spoons, looking sympathetic: "Eat it, people who are so greedy can't cook, and they even eat instant noodles every day, how can you bear it?"

"Do you know what it feels like to be too hungry? I just don't want to eat anything anymore. I've always been like this. Now the greed is hooked out," Anhe took a bite of the coconut filling, thought about it and added, "It's like people who have been stuffed for a long time and can breathe and smell the air is sweet."

Na Chen smiled, lowered his head and said while wrapping the filling: "A person who hasn't dared to fall in love for a long time suddenly fell in love with someone. He looks like a god, right?"

"Your face is so big." Angel raised his middle finger at him.

Na Chen tsk and reached out to open his hand: "Don't learn from me, if you want to learn, learn something good."

"What are you good about?" Anhe ate all the stuffing in the bowl, stood up and walked behind Na Chen and hugged him, touching his hand on his arm, and could feel Na Chen's muscles tightening and relaxing as they move.

"Please think about it for me." Na Chen slapped his ass with his backhand.

"I'm pretty, pretty sexy," Anhe puts his chin on Nachen's shoulder. "Bai's Hong's are good at playing drums, playing guitars, singing, and singing operas. He's cute when he's not fucking, and when he's fucking... he's still okay, what else?"

"Damn I don't know I'm so charming," Na Chen snapped his fingers, his voice smug, "It's simply a heartthrob. Yawenba w·w`w·.y=a·w·e=n8"

"Make it," Anhe smiled. What was he attracted to? He lowered his eyelids and looked at the work on Nachen's hand. His thoughts paused, "What are you doing?"

"Flower," Na Chen pressed the dough wrapped in round cakes, then cut it into pieces around the center, and twisted each piece for 90 degrees. "It is said that this is better to make it with bean paste filling, and the coconut filling is not so distinct in color..."

"What flower?" Angel walked to the table and bent down and looked.

"Chrysanthemum, this is called chrysanthemum crispy." Na Chen put the prepared cake into the baking tray.

"Oh." Angel couldn't help but start to laugh, and sat on the chair and couldn't stop laughing.

After Nachen put the cake in the oven and set the time, he was still happy. Nachen walked up to him and pinched his chin: "Teacher An, what are you thinking in your mind? You are not wronged at all."

"What," Angel smiled and leaned back in the back of the chair, "What do you think?"

"Anhe," Nachen's fingers gently stroked his chin, and his voice lowered, "Do you know, I especially like you like this."

"Don't you like how you hummed me in bed by you?" Angel grabbed his waist and pulled him in front of him.

"Everyone likes it," Na Chen stepped on his lap and sat down: "I like to listen to you, I like to be next to you, and you accompany me to be crazy or not let me crazy, both make me feel very...easy. I can only talk too much when I am with you, always wanting to talk, and still wanting to be happy."

Angel gently touched his leg without saying a word. Na Chen lowered his head and whispered in his ear with the back of the chair, "You ignored me at the beginning. I was very nervous and felt that I was not liked..."

"That's my problem," Angel grabbed his hair, "It's not your business."

"I have never liked anyone, but you will suddenly panic. I feel like I can't catch it, and I can't keep up. If you turn your face, you may disappear. I don't know what to do," Na Chen's voice was very low. "I didn't care before. It doesn't matter who comes and who leaves. Anyway, everyone is like this. I don't know why those who come and go, and I'm used to it. My family doesn't care about me, let alone others..."

"I'm not leaving," Angel patted his back, and his hands were enough to put the table in enough, and took the rope that was ready to tie the flour bag on the table, tied it to the belt of the two, "I'm on the belt."

"Chun" smiled, "Do you treat me like a child?"

"I was a kid, but I actually thought you had a lot of problems. Later, I thought," Angel pulled his clothes, reached in and pinched his waist, "How old are you? You can't care so much. It's a bit like a thirty-year-old to ask for a 20-year-old child... It doesn't make sense to be a nervous child. Anyway, you're much more obedient than my students."

Na Chen didn't say anything, his face buried in his shoulder and hugged him quietly.

Anhe closed his eyes, and Nachen breathed gently in his ears. The air was filled with the fragrance of crispy cakes. The neighbor next door took his children out, and a faint laugh came from the door...

I was a little sleepy, and my body slowly relaxed.

I don't know how long I sat there, but Anhe felt that his legs had lost consciousness. He moved: "Baby, I have now felt the feeling of a disabled person."

"Hmm?" Na Chen replied.

"My legs are numb," Angel moved his feet, his whole leg was surrounded by numbness in an instant. He gritted his teeth, "You are so heavy."

"Hey!" Na Chen suddenly stood up and turned his head to look at the oven, shouting, "Bread! When will it stop!"

"Hey!" Angel shocked him, his legs were numb to his waist, "Just stop, just shout..."

"If you stop, you have to take it out, otherwise it will be baked at such a high temperature!" Na Chen jumped up and wanted to turn around and run towards the oven.

Angel only felt his waist tightening, and he was pulled before he could understand what was going on, but Na Chen fell back on him.

"My legs..." Anhe's legs were so hard that his tears were almost over, "I..."

Na Chen quickly stood up again, and stood up very strongly. He pulled Anhe out of the chair and then staggered and fell to the ground.

"Rope!" Anh lies on the floor and grits his teeth and grabs the belt.

Na Chen untied it twice but couldn't untied it: "Mr. An, you really love me so much, just tie it up."
To be continued...