Reheat the game

Chapter 44

"In a blink of an eye, there are only four of us left."

Returning to the villa "safely" again, He Dongsheng, whose strength was exhausted, sat on the single sofa on the second floor and muttered.

As soon as the four-player game was over, they returned to the rest area on the second floor. The "eating on time" that Tian Jiashu joked about did not come true in the end.

Suth sat on another armchair and didn't talk to her.

Ruan Zemiao was in a daze on the long sofa, and Xiang Ming watched Ruan Zemiao worriedly from the corner of his eye.

Watching Ruan Zemiao open his mouth, close his eyes, open his eyes, and frown, Xiang Ming felt that Ruan Zemiao had something to say.

as predicted.

Within 2 minutes, he felt someone pulling his sleeve quietly.

"What's wrong?" Xiang Ming approached Ruan Zemiao and asked softly.

Ruan Zemiao looked at him inexplicably.

You speak as you speak, why are you so close?

Xiang Ming: "..."

Didn't you pull me just to whisper to me?

Gee.

He moved back reluctantly.

Ruan Zemiao was satisfied in this way, Xiang Ming was too close to him, he felt that something was wrong with him, his heartbeat was irregular?

"Are you hungry, let's go cook?" Ruan Zemiao said.

Staring at Ming, don't you even look at the atmosphere?

Xiang Ming felt that he was sorry for Ai Wen and Tian Jiashu if he didn't say anything to him, "Why do you always pretend to eat in your head?"

When Diao Shishi goes offline, you still can't eat and look like you have nothing to love.

He always believed that everyone was just "offline" in this game.

Ruan Zemiao is not a fool either, of course he knows that the atmosphere is not right now, so it is understandable for Xiang Ming to hate him like this.

So he resisted the physical desire to go back or hit the hammer directly, and said rationally: "Everyone has to eat."

"Do you think everyone wants to eat now?" Xiang Ming said, "Wait a little longer."

"Then let's do something simple first." Ruan Zemiao insisted.

"Whatever you want to do, I will do it if you want, what can you do?" Xiang understood him, "Don't rush to rush others if you can't do it yourself, good boy."

...Excuse me, shit!

Ruan Zemiao looked at the idiot next to him who was obviously enjoying himself in the state of being angry with himself, spread his hands, lay down on the back of the sofa, and stopped talking.

It's just that his eyes were still staring at Xiang Ming.

I can't wait to see two holes in him.

Xiang Ming stood up abruptly, but Ruan Zemiao didn't follow him.

Before he could organize his words, he saw Xiang Ming turned his head against the light, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Let's go." Xiang Ming said in a low voice.

"Where are you going?" Ruan Zemiao asked, paralyzed on the sofa.

"The kitchen." As he spoke, Xiang Ming leaned slightly and reached out his hand to Ruan Zemiao.

Ruan Zemiao hesitated for a second, but still took that hand, and immediately let go after standing up.

Su Siyong watched them go downstairs from the corner of his eye.

They said they were going to cook together, but in fact it was Xiang Ming alone.

Ruan Zemiao looked around, looking around, looking like a disservice.

"You still know how to cook?" Ruan Zemiao couldn't stop talking to Xiang Ming in disdain.

"What do you mean I can do it now?" Xiang Ming arranged the ingredients on the cooking table without raising his head and said, "Didn't I cook it for you before?"

"What are you proud of just a bowl of fried rice with eggs?" Ruan Zemiao was speechless.

"That's because the young master can't eat other things I cook. I put too much crude oil and salt in it, which is not suitable for your appetite." Xiang Ming said coolly.

Ruan Zemiao: "..."

Thinking back to the time in middle school, he always disliked the unhealthy food Xiang Ming ate, and fully experienced what it meant to shoot himself in the foot with a rock.

Hearing that Ruan Zemiao didn't speak, Xiang Ming snorted softly, "Do you remember now?"

"...Ah." Ruan Zemiao stood a little far away from Xiang Ming, fearing that Xiang Ming's unhappiness would spontaneously ignite now, which would affect him.

Xiang Ming didn't do anything extra, and still methodically processed the clean vegetables out of the refrigerator for the second time.

Ruan Zemiao quietly put away part of the defensive wall he erected.

Then he heard Xiang Ming suddenly say, "What about now?"

"what?"

Why did he feel that the two of them couldn't be tuned to the same channel when they were talking today?

"Is it still the same as before? I can't eat any food, I don't like it, and I will vomit after eating it." Xiang Ming's words were a little disgusted, "Before I get angry, there are so many things on the cooking table. Is there anything you don’t want to eat? Does the chili still cause diarrhea when you touch it like before?”

Ruan Zemiao was a little dazed, he didn't expect Xiang Ming to ask this.

but......

You have such a distasteful tone, do you talk a lot?

He took a small step in the direction of Xiang Ming, confirmed that Xiang Ming was not holding a knife in his hand, and then took a big step in the direction of Xiang Ming, and began to look at the materials seriously.

"Less chili is fine, but if there is too much, you will still have diarrhea..." Ruan Zemiao looked at Xiang Ming's expression a lot, and after confirming that he was not impatient, he continued, "These dishes can also be eaten... .But is your red meat mutton or beef? I smell smelly... Well, I still can't eat mutton..."

Hearing this, Ruan Zemiao picked up the sliced ​​meat and rummaged through it, then sniffed it with the tip of his nose, and said, "It's beef. It may have been raised on grass since childhood, and the quality of the meat is quite good."

"Oh..." Ruan Zemiao bowed his head in response.

"I'll replace it with pork." Xiang Ming stood still and thought for a while, put the beef back into the box and put it back in the refrigerator, and then took out the pork. "It's okay... I don't want to eat this, it's fine. Xiang Ming, you can just make beef according to your original idea. Maybe I won't dislike the taste after making it. When Sister Jiashu made it before, I There's no response, it's all—"

Ruan Zemiao really didn't think it was necessary.

Here Ruan Zemiao has already taken the pork out of the package, passed the meat in front of Ruan Zemiao's nose, and said, "Does this smell smelly?"

Ruan Zemiao was interrupted by him in the middle of his speech, and could only say in a daze, "This is tasteless."

"Okay." Xiang Ming started to process the pork.

Ruan Zemiao stood aside for a while before recovering.

Why do you still like to interrupt others so much!

But this time, he didn't want to fight Xiang Ming at all.

It's really strange.

For a while, Ruan Zemiao felt that the current silence was quite harmonious, but this kind of harmony made him flustered, so he had to find something to say, "Hey you, didn't you realize what Su Sisi was going to say to Teacher He just now? Otherwise, she Where would you just sit in one place and do nothing?"

Xiang Ming filled the stew pot with two-thirds of the water, put it on the open flame stove and heated it on medium heat, and replied, "I can see it."

"Then you still-"

"I found out later."

"--Oh."

The air returned to quiet again, but it was different from the harmony last time, this time it was slightly awkward, Ruan Zemiao actually felt much more comfortable than before, he wondered if he was cheap.

If Xiang Ming knew what he was thinking at the moment, he would have said: Don't doubt, you are.

Ruan Zemiao couldn't help anyway, so he went to the living room to find a PSP and played it absent-mindedly while standing by the kitchen.

He himself didn't find it more comfortable to lie down and play in the living room, and Xiang Ming didn't think of hating him either.

Ruan Zemiao had no choice but to put the PSP aside when there was a sudden vibration from the bracelet.

It's a new message, He Dongsheng sent it, saying that Su Si is not coming to eat, and he and Xiang Ming are asked to cook less dishes, and the three big men can eat whatever they want.

Ruan Zemiao conveyed He Dongsheng's meaning to Xiang Ming intact.

Xiang Ming looked at the dishes that were already cooked and the ones that were about to be cooked, rubbed his shoulders, and said, "Forget it, let's cook it all together, and forget it if you can't finish it, anyway, here is the latest food waste disposal machine."

In exchange for Ruan Zemiao's gasping voice.

"What's wrong?" Xiang Mingguan Xiao Huolai turned to look at him.

Ruan Zemiao swallowed, and said hesitantly, "Is it too wasteful for you to do this?"

"What can I do if I can't finish eating?" Xiang Ming said not very clearly, "Could it be possible to stuff it in your stomach?"

"You've changed." Ruan Zemiao shook his head, and repeated again heartbroken, "Xiang Ming, you've changed."

Xiang Ming frowned.

What is this man farting?

"You were not like this in the past! If you were at home and there were not so many people eating, you would cook less. If you couldn't finish eating, you would save it for the next meal. Many people eat... Forget it, I don't think you will treat guests to dinner."

The first two sentences were also true, and Xiang Ming couldn't refute them, but why did the latter words sound less and less human? !

"Haven't I invited you to dinner before!" Xiang Ming growled.

"Am I a guest at that time!" Ruan Zemiao retorted.

Xiang Ming: I rely on me to think that what Ruan Zemiao said makes sense? !

He changed the subject and said: "I was just a poor student with no extra income before, so I couldn't pay so much attention, but now that I have the ability, my living standard will naturally go up."

Ruan Zemiao didn't know how to answer the conversation.

He felt that according to the habits of the two of them, he should mock Xiang Ming now. Who doesn't know Mr. Xiang, a successful young and promising technical elite.

The tone should be sour, as if Xiang Ming is too rare to see.

But he couldn't say it.

He repeatedly flashed in his mind the appearance of Xiang Ming when he was with him when he was a student, but he obviously had no money but still refused to let him pay the bill, taught him not to waste, and packed a cake for him by himself, but it would be too late to put it in the dormitory after the expiration date. I was reluctant to eat it, and I could only hesitate when I was asked about the taste.

He actually missed that poor Xiang Ming a little bit, even though the current Xiang Ming is much more attractive to him.

Ruan Zemiao felt that he must have made a switch somewhere wrong today, so he always took an unusual path in his mentality.

"You're doing pretty well now." Hearing this peaceful voice, he couldn't believe it was coming from himself.

Xiang Ming was equally astonished, and regained his composure, but stared at Ruan Zemiao's left ear in a daze for a few seconds before saying, "It's not bad."

If what you said is good refers to the material living conditions.

After saying this, he was afraid that it would become awkward, so Xiang Ming asked Ruan Zemiao, "What about you?"

As soon as I said it, I regretted it. Ruan Zemiao has obviously lived a good life in the past few years...

It's not that he doesn't know.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Zemiao said, "Not bad."

Ruan Zemiao smiled, met Xiang Ming's astonished gaze, and repeated, "I'm doing well too, not bad."

What else can I say, say "not bad".

Xiang Ming could only smile along with Ruan Zemiao, and said, "Well, it seems that both of us are okay."

All ok.

The two looked at each other with smiles, but they couldn't see it in their hearts.

But he knew that he would not be able to sleep well tonight.