The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

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Zheng Quzhi was both happy and melancholy about teaching Wei Yan to cook. I am happy because if Wei Yan is taught, then there will be no need to eat dark dishes. Sadly, during the period of teaching Wei Yan, they are about to become Wei Yan's mice to test whether the food is delicious.

It was still dark, Cai Qian reluctantly knocked on the door of Zheng Quzhi's room: "Little white face! Hurry up to the kitchen! Mr. is waiting for you!"

Zheng Quzhi was lying on the bed and reading Weibo, he quickly rolled out of the bed and ran to the kitchen.

Wei Yan was standing in front of the pot, hanging his head and didn't know what he was thinking. Zheng Quzhi's head hurts when he sees Wei Yan's white shirt. Who will cook in white clothes without wearing an apron?

Is this a mine at home?

"Here?" Wei Yan turned back, pursing his lips and looking at Zheng Quzhi.

Zheng Quzhi laughed, and hurriedly walked in and asked him, "What kind of food is Mr. Wei going to cook?"

"What do you like to eat?" Wei Yan tilted his head and asked seriously.

Unexpectedly, he would ask himself this way. Zheng Quzhi was stunned for a moment, and quickly answered him kindly: "Mr. Wei, you can't be picky, I like to eat everything."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yan frowned somewhat displeased.

This range is too broad.

Glancing at the dishes in the kitchen, he moved his fingers slightly, hesitantly tangled. After a long while, he took a deep breath, and he stretched out his hand to those dishes impatiently: "For the dishes there, choose the one you like best."

Listening to Wei Yan's unwilling tone, Zheng Quzhi looked at the pile of vegetables, finally chose the easiest cabbage to learn, picked it up and handed it to Wei Yan: "Cabbage is high in nutrients, and Mr. Wei should eat more. "

Wei Yan took it, glanced at Zheng Quzhi, then raised his chin and pointed to one place: "Sit down."

Not far away, I don't know when a stool was put on.

Zheng Qu knew the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Is this the stool he brought over? So sweet? ? ?

Now that the big man prepared a stool for himself, Zheng Quzhi didn't bother to be polite with him. He sat directly on the stool and raised Erlang's legs by the way. He smiled and said, "Mr. Wei, then I'm not polite!"

Wei Yan looked down and looked at the cabbage in his hand for a long while, placing it on the cutting board, and cutting it down with a kitchen knife. Upon seeing this, Zheng Quzhi hurriedly shouted: "Wait!"

"Huh?" Wei Yan raised his eyes in confusion.

"Mr. Wei, the dishes you cooked before were not washed?" Zheng Quzhi couldn't believe it, how simple and rude is the cooking?

Wei Yan was silent for a moment. Just about to speak, he suddenly remembered something. He lowered his eyelashes subconsciously, covered his eyes, and concealed the emotions in his eyes. His tone was light: "Come and teach me."

Zheng Quzhi:? ? ?

So why did you let him sit down in the first place?

Recognizing his fate, he walked over and took the cabbage from Wei Yan's hand, tearing it apart piece by piece, and said: "First separate the leaves piece by piece, and then wash them in the water."

With that, he turned his head to look at him.

Suddenly, his lips rubbed against the slippery skin.

Wei Yan was dazed for a few seconds, and Rumo's eyes were full of doubts, as if he didn't understand why Zheng Quzhi acted like this.

Neither person spoke, and time seemed to stand still. Zheng Quzhi's face was rarely embarrassed, and after a few steps back, his blood rushed to his brain.

"Wei Yan, I didn't mean it!" He was flustered inexplicably, and he didn't even notice the name change.

"Oh." Wei Yan nodded his head as usual, glanced at the cabbage that had been torn in half, stepped forward and picked it up, learning the way Zheng Quzhi had just tore it, and carefully tore off the leaves.

Zheng Quzhi pulled the collar and looked away awkwardly.

It seems that Wei Yan didn't understand what he did just now? ? Thinking of this, he was slightly relieved, sat back on the stool, and quietly watched Wei Yan rushing around.

Probably because of Zheng Quzhi's guidance, the food tonight is unexpectedly not as bad as it used to be, although it is not delicious.

After eating dinner, Zheng Quzhi hurriedly called Lian Liankan, only to hear a strange female voice: "Hello?"

Zheng Quzhi was startled, and subconsciously asked: "Who are you?"

After speaking, he took off the phone and looked at the screen. Aunt Lian was displayed there, right? How could it be a woman's voice? ? ?

"Are you Zheng Quzhi?" On the other side, the woman already knew who he was, with a smile in her tone: "The rumored Adou that can't be helped?"

Zheng Quzhi: "..." I help your ancestor!

"Okay, I won't take care of you." The woman seemed to be bored, and she made her identity clear: "I am Yan Yan, Lin Niansi's agent."

It was the one that stimulated Lian Liankan to go to the haunted house.

Zheng Quzhi's face sank. He felt uncomfortable when he heard Lin Niansi's name. What's more, his annoying agent didn't care about etiquette, so he hung up the phone neatly.

KOKOKO——

There was a knock on the door, Zheng Quzhi exhaled heavily, and said impatiently: "If you want to go in, go in. I am not a girl's room. Knock on the door!"

The door was pushed open with a squeak, Zheng Quzhi raised his eyes and looked over, his expression stiffened for a moment after seeing that it was Wei Yan.

"Mr. Wei has something to do with me?" He quickly reduced his emotions, with a smile on his face.

"Talisman." Wei Yan stretched out her hand, two dark yellow paper charms lying quietly in his palm.

Zheng Quzhi blinked. As soon as he thought about the paper talisman today, Wei Yan sent him over. Is Wei Yan the roundworm in his stomach?

He quickly took it, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Can I show my friend Lian Kan?"

The last time he wanted to give one to Yaoli, Wei Yan seemed a little unhappy. This time he should first ask Wei Yan if he would like to give it away.

Upon hearing this, Wei Yan frowned.

After a long while, he pursed his lips and said, "I will let Qi Xu give him a charm."

Zheng Quzhi scratched his head, does this mean to disagree?

"Okay, thank you Mr. Wei." After all, it was given. Although it was a symbol drawn by Qi Ye, it should have an effect. Zheng Quzhi politely thanked him.

Looking at Zheng Quzhi's lips, Wei Yan frowned. Suddenly, his eyes condensed, his fair face was stained with a faint crimson color, he took a step back, raised a part of his face, and looked at Zheng Quzhi with a torch.

Ok? ? ?

Zheng Quzhi's eyes widened, what the **** is this? What does Wei Yan's frivolous expression mean? ? He just seemed to have only said a few words, right? Didn't you do anything? ? ?

A few seconds later, Wei Yan put his hands down, his face returned to plainness, only a trace of crimson remained at the tips of his ears, and he said in a plain tone: "You kiss me."

Zheng Quzhi: "??!"

Is the reflection arc that long? ? ! ! ! !

"Mr. Wei, in fact, between our two big men, the one who didn't call him a kiss, just accidentally rubbed it, was purely accidental." Zheng Quzhi replied, considering his words.