A bowl of sweet soup

Chapter 65 Bowl 3 09

"You stay at my house for one or two nights first, and temporarily arrange the procedures for taking you abroad and the qualifications to participate in the conference."

"Also, I have to take you to buy some clothes."

Tang Yuan followed Meng Tianyou's house. As soon as he entered, he was still changing his slippers when he heard Meng Tianyou say this to him.

The place where Meng Tianyou lived was not as big as he thought.

No, he didn't seem to have thought about it before.

There is no one else in Meng Tianyou's family.

The living room appears to have a refined layout and smooth flow, and is filled with various international cutting-edge high-tech home smart products.

Minimalist, cold, like a home in a science fiction novel.

He quite likes it.

There is a mathematical beauty that makes him feel comfortable on the eyes.

But he still prefers the messy but warm and happy old house that his elder brother arranged.

After recovering, Tang Yuan still refused and said, "You don't need to buy it, as I told you, I have the clothes from my elder brother."

Tang Yuan sat down on the sofa, took out his clothes, and put them on the coffee table.

Meng Tianyou nodded his chin and said, "Then go to the cloakroom and show me the clothes your brother lent you. You are so short, it might not fit you well."

Sure enough, Tang Yuan came out of the cloakroom after changing clothes. In Meng Tianyou's opinion, this suit didn't fit at all. The sleeves and trousers were a little too long.

But Tang Yuan himself feels quite good, and thinks that the big brother's clothes are really nice, as expected from Ji Wei's big brother, and they are much more upscale than the cheap ones he bought online.

He also thought that he must wear it well, and he must not be soiled or damaged by his elder brother.

Meng Tianyou sat on the sofa, his scrutinizing gaze gave him the feeling of an interviewer, and he waved to him: "Come here."

Tang Yuan approached, Meng Tianyou touched the corner of his clothes and said, "The material is not bad, but the size doesn't fit."

That must be a bit wrong.It was made to the size of my elder brother, who was taller and stronger than him.He said, "Basically. It should be fine."

Meng Tianyou: "You can wear whatever you want for private research. But the place I want to take you to is different. There, clothes have social attributes."

"It's okay to take this dress and change it. I can find a tailor and change it for you in half a day."

"Ah." Tang Yuan murmured and refused, "No, I can't change it, I have to return it to my elder brother intact."

Meng Tianyou didn't think he was disobedient, and stood up, the light source was behind him, and a faint shadow crawled to Tang Yuan's chest.

Only then did Tang Yuan vaguely feel that the atmosphere seemed a bit subtle.

He raised his head, looked at Meng Tianyou, and asked, "Uncle Meng, what's wrong?"

...how should I put it?

Tang Yuan wore this outfit, and just now he opened the door and stepped out, which gave him a feeling of lightening up.

If he had seen Tang Yuan like this at the beginning, he might not have felt so surprised, it was just a plain male college student.

However, the deep first impression Tang Yuan left on him was so strong that after a little tidying up, it seemed like a brand new look.

Only then did he realize that the kid was in good shape.

When I saw him a few times ago, I was wearing very bloated clothes, and the body proportions were 64 points to say the least, with 6 legs and 4 legs. In fact, you can see that he is not fat just by looking at his face and neck.

When the clothes on the body are removed, even if they don't fit, they are much better than before.

Long hands and feet, flat shoulders and narrow waist.

The face is not so immature, adding a bit of maturity.

One can imagine how elegant and elegant he will be in a suit in a few years when he grows up.

Meng Tianyou's thoughts flew far away, he thought inexplicably, in ancient times, appearances would affect rankings in the literati imperial examination. Tang Yuan is so handsome, he must be called Tanhualang, right?Just leave him close to the imperial court to take notes, and then you can have a refreshing and lovely little man to watch and accompany you every day.

Meng Tianyou raised his hand subconsciously, brushed his cheek with the back of his fingertips, from bottom to top, brushed the fine hair on his face, brushed the ends of his slightly long bangs, and said : "Then I'll take you to buy a new one."

"Cut your hair too, don't you think it's too long?"

Tang Yuan only looked at him for a moment, then lowered his eyelashes, turned his face away slightly so that Meng Tianyou could not touch him, and replied docilely: "It's okay."

Meng Tianyou also noticed his strange behavior, and withdrew his hand calmly, with a natural expression, as if nothing had happened: "I think you need to cut it and change your hairstyle so that you can look more mature."

"I'll take care of it."

Is it the instinct of a playboy that Meng Tianyou's hands and feet are careless?

Thinking to Tang Yuan who quietly backed away.

Tang Yuan pushed down his glasses and asked, "Will you go later?"

Meng Tianyou said: "No store is open today. Are you not tired after driving for so long? Take a rest."

Tang Yuan was about to say "yes".

Before the words fell, Meng Tianyou seemed to be thinking of something difficult, and he said in a daze, "There is no guest bedroom in my house."

Tang Yuan: "?"

Meng Tianyou: "I generally don't let people stay at my house."

In fact, it is not ordinary.

I haven't.

That's how he's designed it, and doesn't like people invading his living space, not even his little ones.

The house he lives in is not big so that every inch of space is under his control. That kind of house that is too big makes him feel insecure, and he will worry about someone hiding somewhere he can't see.

He doesn't even want to leave a room for the housekeeper to take care of his daily life. He hates another breathing creature on his exclusive territory for a long time.

Living room, study room, bedroom, bathroom, cloakroom, and a utility room.The space of each room is not small, but it is not too big either, just enough size to grasp the whole situation at a glance, he has always been very satisfied.

Tang Yuan hasn't spoken yet.

Meng Tianyou said to himself: "Can you sleep on the sofa? It should be enough for you. I have a spare bedding."

Tang Yuan said, "I'm staying in a hotel."

Wait, why didn't he think of letting Tang Yuan stay in a hotel?Subconsciously, she felt that Tang Yuan should sleep at his house.

Meng Tianyou was silent.

Tang Yuan continued: "And I'm not tired now, Uncle Meng, I'm a little hungry and want to eat. Is there anything you can eat at home?"

Meng Tianyou: "Let me take you out for dinner. The ingredients are available, but the nutritionist who is in charge of cooking has given him a holiday."

Tang Yuan: "I'll just make some myself."

Meng Tianyou looked at him in surprise: "You know how to cook?"

Tang Yuan asked, "Why not? I'm a child from a poor family, although my cooking is not as delicious as my brother's."

Think about it too.

But why does he think Tang Yuan should not be able to cook?

Tang Yuan also said gratefully, "I'll make you one too."

Repay Uncle Meng for his kindness!

Seeing him eagerly gearing up, Meng Tianyou felt that there should be no need to worry too much about him. It seemed that Tang Yuan was very diligent at home.

Tang Yuan changed his clothes and went to cook.

Then, 10 minutes later.

The spaghetti thrown into the pan caught fire.

Meng Tianyou: "..."

Rush forward and put out the fire.

Tang Yuan still looked confident, and summed up his failure experience: "I turned the fire too high, and accidentally ignited the end of the noodles that were exposed outside the pot."

"Hmm. I'll try again."

After speaking, continue to cook.

Meng Tianyou could tell——

Shit knows how to cook, how can this kid know how to cook, he treats it as an experiment!

Meng Tianyou quickly stopped him and said, "Don't do it."

"If you do it again, I'm afraid you'll burn my kitchen down."

Tang Yuan blamed himself embarrassedly and said: "That's not going to happen. It was just an accidental mistake this time. I will definitely not do it again. I usually cook instant noodles and dried noodles at home, and I have never caught fire, really. It's just spaghetti It's more difficult to do."

"How difficult is it to do?" Meng Tianyou was amused by his serious excuse, "It's definitely not difficult. Do you believe that I will do better than you the first time?"

So, Meng Tianyou followed the food video tutorial and cooked for the first time in his life.

When he came back to his senses and felt that something was wrong, Tang Yuan had already eaten deliciously, and readily admitted defeat: "Uncle Meng, you are doing better than me."

"Are you really cooking for the first time? I don't believe it."

Meng Tianyou experienced the joy of cooking, no, it should be the joy of eating with others.

He was raised by his grandfather since he was a child, and his grandfather would not coax him to eat, and he would be hungry if he didn't eat.For him, eating is a basic way to replenish energy in the body, and he has never enjoyed it.

He's a tough guy.

When going out to socialize with people, eating a whole table of big pot dishes, he dislikes the possibility of infectious diseases, and basically does not use chopsticks, and eats the kind of single meal that is shared, and it must be high-end and high-grade. Little bit, he didn't finish eating for a long time, and he hated the trouble again.

In terms of language, Tang Yuan is not a fan of him, but he eats all the noodles he makes.

This kid seems to like eating the food he cooks very much. It is really delicious. It seems that he is excellent in everything he learns.Meng Tianyou thought complacently, and unconsciously ate more than usual.

He said to Tang Yuan: "Don't stay in a hotel, just stay here with me."

"It's more convenient to stay at my house. It's hard to book a hotel today."

In fact, Tang Yuan could also live in his other house - he quickly rejected the idea in his head.

For the sake of Tang Yuan being so obedient, as an elder, he should take care of him more.

Meng Tianyou thought about it, and said, "You can sleep in the bedroom, I'll sleep on the sofa in the living room."

"My train of thought has been distorted by you." Tang Yuan asked, holding a glass of hot orange juice, "Why do you have to sleep in the bedroom and on the sofa?"

"Uncle Meng, I don't understand. I thought it was because you didn't want someone else to sleep in your bed. If you want me to sleep in your bed, can't we sleep together?"

Meng Tianyou: "!"