you are my treasure

Chapter 8 Bao believes that eating meat is happiness
The two girls let a man stay in the house and went up to the second floor together.Finally, he looked like a dog after he tidied up, and then walked downstairs with small, shambling steps.

When Song Fan cooks, he first washes all the fish, meat, and vegetables, cuts them into plates, and then arranges them on the cooking table in an orderly manner.What's more terrible is that during the whole process, he has always kept it clean without being stained by a speck of dust.

Compared with Mu Hui's rough cooking style, it is much better that the kitchen is a mess every time after cooking.

From a distance, he looks like a general wearing a pink apron, on this small battlefield, Cheng Zhu is pointing the country with his chest.

Mu Hui and Chi Bao were stunned, feeling that the whole kitchen was shining with a holy golden light.

Mu Hui is obsessed with his cooking techniques and is determined to ask him for advice.As for Chi Bao, he has already fallen into Song Fan's beauty.

Not long ago, Qin Yan would often do this, cooking a lot of delicious food for himself.Qin Yan also bathed in the sunset so handsomely, smiling softly at himself.

However, Song Fan is not Qin Yan, Chi Bao looked at Song Fan's back and shook his head dully.

Before four o'clock, the food was on the table.Four dishes and one soup, the color matching is very gorgeous.Just smelling the aroma of the food, Chi Bao and Mu Hui were already full of praise, eager to try the taste of the food.

Song Fan unhurriedly took the chopsticks and spoons and put them in front of the two ladies, then turned around and served them two bowls of rice gracefully.

"Try it, I haven't made it for a long time." Song Fan's handsome face was covered with a layer of tenderness.

At this time, it doesn't matter whether the food is good or not. The important thing is that there is a superb handsome man at home, who cooks for you gently and whispers to you gently. Even stir-fried bitter gourd can definitely taste honey taste.

Now Mu Hui has identified her brother-in-law, and she wears a bracelet of love all day long, and walks around the whole city with herself in the middle of the night just to find a fool, and now they all come here to wash their hands and make soup.In the face of true love, how can age be a problem, let alone just eight years.

Mu Hui was eating the delicious food with a smile, opening and closing her mouth stuffed with mushrooms, "Mr. Song, no, I will call you Song Fan from now on, don't you mind?" Without waiting for anyone to answer, Mu Hui continued to ask , "Where are you from? Just moved here, so you must be not used to it? If you need any help from us in the future, just mention it. We are good neighbors in China!"

Song Fan himself didn't move his chopsticks much. Since he sat down, he never took his eyes off Chi Bao who ate with his head covered. When he heard Mu Hui's question, he didn't take his eyes off Chi Bao either.

Looking at Chi Bao, who only ate meat, Song Fan picked up a chopstick of vegetables and threw them into her extra-large ceramic watermelon bowl, and then said slowly, "I went to the United States five years ago, and I just returned to China a while ago. My parents seemed a bit unaccustomed to living here, so I moved out by myself."

"Then what do you do?" Mu Hui's intention of attempting a household survey was too obvious.

Song Fan didn't object, and still whispered softly, "I work at Wenda Group, and when I'm free, I'll go out and take some photos." Having said that, Song Fan paused, still staring at the hard-working Head, "Baby, the photo I took for you last time has been developed, and I will show it to you later."

Chi Baobao was chatting with the braised pork, and didn't hear what Song Fan said clearly, so she made a whining sound to show that she knew.

Have you ever taken a picture together?Mu Hui almost believed in this love at first sight.

"Wenda Group? It's a big company. You are so young and capable, you have a house and a car, and you are so handsome, so there must be a lot of girls chasing you?" Can't start a new relationship smoothly.

"Foreign women don't seem to be very interested in my oriental face." The answer to this question is ambiguous, and Mu Hui is not very satisfied, so she doesn't ask any more questions, trying to protect the traditional virtue of not talking when eating or sleeping, and even more so. In order to work hard to protect the few braised pork.

After dinner, Chi Bao and Mu Hui lay on the sofa with their bellies outstretched, like two satiated cats.

Song Fan entered the kitchen, and after a while brought out another pot of cut fruits.Both fat cats were a little flattered.

"Thank you today. It was agreed that I would cook, but in the end you cooked such delicious dishes for us." Mu Hui got up and thanked Song Fan.

"We will be neighbors from now on, there is nothing to thank, today's meal will be my neighbor's thank you feast." After serving the fruits for the two young ladies, Song Fan went back to the dining room and started to clean up the dishes.

Now Muhui is embarrassed, she has to wash the dishes after cooking, doesn't this show that we are bullies, and it's not good to say that it will affect us.So Mu Hui kicked out Chi Bao who was squatting on the carpet and concentrating on eating fruit, "If you don't go to help, you will know how to eat!"

With tears in his eyes, Chi Bao waved goodbye to the fruit after dinner, reluctantly entered the restaurant, and suddenly yelled, "Let go! Put it there!"

Song Fan's hands trembled, and he turned around in puzzlement, and saw Chi Bao gaiting, pointing at himself with wide eyes.

Her eyes were clearly looking at a class enemy rather than the benefactor who just rewarded her with food.

Song Fan still put down the things in his hand, took a step back to the side, and made a gesture of invitation very gentlemanly.

Chi Bao also realized that he was being too rude, so he blushed and felt embarrassed, "I mean, I'll do the laundry, you're so tired from cooking, just sit in the living room, hahahahaha, I'll do it ,Go ahead."

Chi Bao put his elbow on Song Fan's waist, indicating that he could go out.

Song Fan was no longer polite, and went back to the kitchen to wash his hands before going out. Before leaving, he touched Chi Bao's round head affectionately, bent down deliberately, and got infinitely close to Chi Bao's ear. The familiar masculine breath filled Chi Bao The whole chest, only to hear him whisper, "What a good boy!" Then he walked to the living room and chatted with Mu Hui without looking back.

This man, he did it on purpose!Chi Bao's face was already red to the ears, he lowered his head, and quickly washed the tableware and cleaned up the restaurant kitchen.

After everything was packed, Chi Bao went to the restaurant, only to see Song Fan alone, with his legs crossed, holding a fruit bowl, enjoying the news on TV with great uncle.

"Huihui?" Chi Bao asked cautiously, not daring to approach him.

"She said that she didn't have a good date with her boyfriend yesterday because of you, so." Song Fan pouted towards the door.

"So?" Chi Bao was a little confused.

"She said she would make it up now." Song Fan patiently explained.

"Make it up?" Chi Bao blinked, trying to connect the information together.After thinking for a long time, "You mean, Huihui went out on a date with Lin Yuxia?!"

Song Fan nodded, "If her boyfriend's name is Lin Yuxia."

What kind of conscienceless little friend is this? If you put yourself at home with a strange man, you won't be afraid that she will lose her reputation at the end of the day!Chi Bao went crazy on the side, grabbed a pillow on the sofa and started punching and kicking fiercely.

Song Fan looked at her for a long time, without any sign of stopping, and looked at her sadly, "You must never bully me like this in the future."

Chi Bao stopped his movements and thought carefully about what he said, and it took him a long time to confirm the relationship between the subject and the verb.

At this time, Chi Bao's servility was perfectly displayed in front of Song Fan, "How dare you bully you." After speaking, he silently put the pillow back on the sofa, squatted aside awkwardly and smiled at Song Fan.

Song Fan propped his left elbow on the pillow, rested his chin in his hand, looked at Chi Bao without saying a word, the bracelet on his wrist was still ringing thinly.Chi Bao smirked and couldn't avoid Song Fan's staring eyes for a while, so he could only bite the bullet and look at Song Fan.

Chi Bao recalled the first rainy day when he saw Song Fan, and he still remembered the eyes he looked at that day, like obsidian, looking deep into it, you could see a patch of stars.

Now he still seems to have the same look, but there seems to be something different in it. Before Chi Bao understood it, he was defeated because of embarrassment. He moved his eyes and pretended to be careless. Mao Mao.

Chi Bao very much hoped that Song Fan could take the bracelet down, and it would be best to return it to her.The bracelet was pulled away a lot because of the man's thick wrist, and it was a bit nondescript on Song Fan's hand.God knows why he keeps wearing such an ugly thing so persistently.

Song Fan put down the fruit plate, got up and walked to Chi Bao's side, grabbed Chi Bao's arm and lifted it up, "Let's go, go to my house."

"Go, go to your house? What are you going to do!?" Chi Bao instinctively wanted to break Song Fan's big palm with his other hand, but the little chick's strength was completely unable to compete with Song Fan, so he could only cry sadly, letting go Song Fan dragged him to the door of Mu Hui's house.

Using his strength, Song Fan threw Chi Bao firmly onto the wall of the entrance, and in front of him, the left corner of his mouth raised a strange arc, "What do you think?"

Chi Bao was stunned. In a short period of time, he got so close to Uncle Mei one after another, the oxygen in his brain dropped sharply, his two paws were fisted in front of Song Fan's chest, and his two index fingers poked Song Fan's strong chest. His eyes trembled, his voice was a little higher, "I don't know either."

Song Fan didn't intend to distance himself at all, Chi Bao's pectoral muscles were looming under his shirt.Isn't this guy very thin? Why do you find so much meat when you get close?
When Chi Bao was troubled by this question, Song Fan's magnetic voice floated into his ears again, "You don't know? It's okay, you'll know when you go."

Song Fan dragged Chi Bao to his home involuntarily, during which Chi Bao attempted to escape several times but failed, and was finally pushed into Song Fan's private space.

The porch and living room of Song Fan's house were full of large and small boxes, which were obviously brought by the moving company, and Song Fan hadn't had time to take them out yet.

"Didn't you tidy up the house for so many days?" Chi Bao remembered that Song Fan moved here about a month ago, that was the day he cried so hard that he couldn't remember it wrong.

"After that day, I have been away on business trips. I will ask someone to come over to tidy up in a few days." Song Fan took off his shoes and entered the room, explaining patiently, "Come in and sit down first."

The little Jiujiu in Chi Baoxin's heart has already started to calculate quickly. This Song Fan looks like a rich and beautiful uncle. It must cost money to hire someone to tidy up.Asking someone or something, isn't he a living person!In order to pay off the debt as soon as possible, it doesn't matter if you contribute a little energy, so you enthusiastically recommended yourself, "Song Fan, please invite me, and I promise to clean it for you spotless!" Afraid that Song Fan would dislike it, he added, "Look For the neighbor's sake, you can get a discount."

(End of this chapter)