sinovels Chapter 423 Dancing
Chapter 423 Dancing
Qiao Minglang sat in the car and saw the man buying flowers inside through the glass window.
The flower seller in the store was an old lady. The man was talking to the old lady with his head down, pointing his finger in his direction, not knowing what he was talking about.When it was over, he saw the man bending over to pick flowers in the store, and handed the selected flowers to the old lady in the store.
The old lady wrapped the flowers in flower paper and ribbons, and handed the wrapped flowers to the guests.
"Thank you." Zhou Xing paid for the flowers, and happily left the flower shop with a bunch of fiery red roses in his arms.Opening the car door and getting in the car, the man gave the rose in his hand to the young man, with a bright smile in his eyes, "Baby, it's for you."
Qiao Minglang didn't expect that this man went to buy flowers to give him as a gift, and this was the first time in his two lifetimes that someone gave him flowers.Although he was a little surprised, he reached out to take it and said "thank you."
"As long as you like it." Zhou Xing leaned over, kissed the young man on the lips, then put on his seat belt contentedly, started the car and left.
The car returned to the house where they lived. The iron gate of the yard slowly opened. Zhou Xing drove the car into the yard before they got out of the car. Qiao Minglang was still holding the large bunch of flowers in his arms. Along the way, I was dizzy from the scent of such a large cluster of flowers.
"I'll get it." Opening the back cover of the car, Zhou Xing took two big bags of things out, put the things on the ground, pulled off the cover with a bang, picked up the things again, and led the young man to the gate. Go, "The key is in the left pocket of my clothes, take it."
Qiao Minglang took out the key from Zhou Xing's coat pocket and opened the door.
There was a vase on the table in the dining room. He took out the flowers in it, inserted the flowers they brought back, and adjusted it to make the flowers look better.
"It's so pretty." Zhou Xing carried the contents of the two bags into the kitchen, and saw the young man playing with the roses he sent, smiling so much that the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears.
Qiao Minglang glanced back at the man behind him, and couldn't help but smile too.
"Baby, come and see what we have for dinner tonight, and put the rest in the refrigerator." They bought a lot of things today, and Zhou Xing didn't know what to do with the two bags , Call the youth to come over and see what to do.
"Oh, let me see." Qiao Minglang walked into the kitchen, the two of them discussed what to eat tonight, took out the dishes to eat tonight, and put the rest in the refrigerator.
The night in winter is fast, and there is no sun outside at four o'clock in the afternoon.
After the two of them packed up their things, they started to prepare their dinner.
Qiao Minglang washed the spare ribs he bought, put them in a large bowl, poured oil, salt, sauce and vinegar into them to marinate them, and then went to process other ingredients first.
They bought a lot of ingredients in the supermarket, and they bought them according to the usual taste as much as possible, but I don't know if the taste is different from the ones they usually buy in China.
Zhou Xing was in charge of washing the vegetables. He washed the potatoes he bought and peeled off the skin with a plane. He asked the young man who was cutting carrots next to him, "How should I cut this potato?"
"Cut into shreds, and stir-fry hot and sour potato shreds later." Qiao Minglang put the chopped radish and corn into the soup, covered the lid, brought to a boil on high heat, and then lowered the heat to simmer slowly.
"Well, this one is good." Zhou Xing found a vegetable cutting knife, sliced the potatoes, and then shredded them.The knife fell on the chopping board and made a chopping sound, and the knife skill was fast and good. Now he is no longer the man in the past who cut out potato sticks when his wife asked for potato shreds.
It's just potato shreds, it won't bother him at all!
He thinks that when he is free tomorrow, he can take the test for a chef's certificate and come back... Someone was thinking narcissistically in his heart.
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For dinner, they made braised pork ribs, braised prawns and shredded hot and sour potatoes. In addition, they cooked a corn and carrot soup, three dishes and one soup. It was not particularly rich, but it was enough for the two of them to eat.
"Okay, you take the dishes outside." After turning off the stove, Qiao Minglang took out the last hot and sour potato shreds, and handed the fried vegetables to the man waiting at the side.
"Let's put the things away for a while and then clean up. Let's go eat first." Zhou Xing took the dishes and took them to the table outside to put them away. Seeing many bottles of wine on the cabinet, he raised his voice and asked, "Let's have some wine." ?”
"You can drink whatever you want, I can do it." Qiao Minglang cleaned the cooking pot and put it upside down on the counter before going out.
Zhou Xing picked out a bottle of wine, pulled out the cork, slapped the mouth of the bottle with his hand, and smelled a scent of wine, "Well, this wine should be good." He took a bottle of wine and two glasses and went outside. He went out, poured the wine into the cups, and handed a cup to the young man, and kept the last one for himself.
It was almost dark outside by the time they were ready for dinner.
The lights in the house came on, and the two sat down on the chairs at the dining table to eat their supper.
"Come on, let's have a drink." Zhou Xing picked up his cup and raised his chin to the young man.Qiao Minglang smiled, picked up the wine glass, clinked the glass with the man, took a sip of the wine, saw the man drank the wine in the glass in one go, and poured himself another glass.
"Not far from here is the sea. I will drive you to see the sea tomorrow."
"Okay."
"When we were in China, I couldn't even go out with you. It's better to be here. We can go wherever we want, and we are not afraid of being recognized."
Compared to being in China, Zhou Xing prefers to be here abroad. No one knows them. Even if someone knows the relationship between the two of them, they will send them blessings, and they will not look at them with strange eyes just because they are lovers. watching them.
Looking at the young man, he asked, "Are you busy with work over there? If you are not busy with work and don't hurry back, we will stay here longer and go back today."
"It's not very busy, it depends on whether you are busy with your work. If you have time, we can play here for two more days before going back." Qiao Minglang's working hours are relatively easy to arrange, so call the secretary Just a phone call, and if there is anything else, just ask the secretary to contact him again. The company will not be closed just because he has been away for a few days.
"I'll call and discuss it with Brother Zhao later." Seeing that the young man had no problems, Zhou Xing naturally didn't want to go back so soon.However, some of his work has already been arranged, and he needs to communicate with his agent to see if it can be postponed for two days.
The two chatted while eating, and the dishes on the table decreased little by little. In the end, there was only a little soup in the pot, and the dishes were basically eaten up.
After the two of them had finished eating, they put away all the dishes on the table and put them into the kitchen. Zhou Xing was in charge of washing the dishes, and handed the clean dishes to the young man next to him to rinse.
Qiao Minglang rinsed the bowls with water and put them in the basket next to them. After all the bowls and chopsticks were washed, the two of them wiped the dishes one by one with towels and put them in the cabinet for disinfection.
"Let's go to the living room to sit for a while, and then go upstairs to take a bath later?" The two of them had just finished eating, and Zhou Xing didn't want to go upstairs so quickly, so he dragged the young man to the living room.
There was an old-fashioned record player in the living room. After he fiddled with it a few times, the machine started to rotate slowly, and the room was filled with soft music.The cold wind outside was whistling, they lit the fireplace in the house, the flames in the stove were jumping, and the room became much warmer immediately.
Qiao Minglang had never seen a fireplace in China, so he was very curious about the fireplace in the house.
"Have you never seen this thing?" Zhou Xing hugged the young man's waist from behind, put his chin on the young man's shoulder, and said, "Our house in the capital may not be able to accommodate this. But when we go back to your hometown, we will You can install this kind of thing in the house of your hometown, and when we get old, we will have a fire in front of the fireplace in winter, while recalling the years when we were young together."
Qiao Minglang thought about it in his heart, and felt that this could be possible.
"Baby, can you dance? Do you want to dance with me?" Suddenly remembering that he hadn't danced with the young man yet, Zhou Xing stretched out his hand to the young man, looking at the young man's eyes as if they were shining , said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Come on, baby, give me your hand."
"But... I don't know how to dance this." Qiao Minglang had never learned to dance, let alone danced with others.
"It's okay, give me your hand, and I'll dance with you." Zhou Xing took the young man's hand and let the young man's hand rest on his shoulder. He put one hand on the young man's waist, and the two held their right hands. Together, take the youth for two steps.
Feeling that the young man's whole body was stiff, he couldn't help laughing, and said, "Don't be nervous, relax, follow me with your feet, move your left foot first, then the back foot... By the way, follow me."
It was the first time in his two lifetimes that Qiao Minglang was dragged to dance by someone. He didn't know how to walk with both feet, and one accidentally stepped on Zhou Xing's instep, "I'm sorry, I stepped on you..."
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt very much." Seeing that the young man kept his head down and stared at his feet, Zhou Xing said, "Don't keep your head down, keep your head up, don't be afraid of stepping on my feet, just step on them, it's okay of."
"There are only the two of us here, there is no one else, and no one will laugh at you if you dance wrongly. Take it easy and don't be so nervous."
Qiao Minglang: But I can't relax...
He was led to dance for a while, although he often stepped on Zhou Xing's feet in the front, he gradually found the feeling in the back, and rarely stepped on the opponent's feet.
Seeing that the young man found the feeling, Zhou Xing asked with a smile, "Isn't it a simple thing? When you dance better, you might be able to be my backup dancer at my concert next time."