Days of Confrontation with Scum Attack (Yaoi)

65. He stared at my hot pot

Yu Baoyuan spread his hand as if he had seen a ghost. "What the fuck are you talking about?"

"I live next door to you," Gu Feng frowned and repeated. "I will try my best to treat you well in the future."

"Did you live next door?" Yu Baoyuan couldn't help rolling his eyes, "Can you live next door to your mother?"

Gu Feng frowned and said nothing, but he was obviously very unhappy with Yu Baoyuan's reaction.

"What are you kidding?" Yu Baoyuan frowned and sat down in the chair, lifting the lid of the hot pot. "There has always been a family living next door."

As soon as the lid of the hot pot was lifted, the wet water vapor curled up everywhere, floating all over the room with the delicious aroma of food.

The taro suddenly raised his head in the cat's nest, and a pair of round eyes stared straight at Yu Baoyuan: "Meow--"

Yu Baoyuan waved to the taro, "Here we come."

With that, he took a mini bowl for taro from one side, poured some cat food, put some of its favorite food mixed together, and put it in front of taro.

Gu Feng did not follow Yu Baoyuan's words. At this moment, his eyes were all attracted by hot pot.

After working in the company for a whole day, I just dealt with it casually.

I have to say, I'm very hungry.

He looked at the fresh beef boiled up and down in the hot pot and swallowed his mouth in disgone with no face. "I want to eat."

Yu Baoyuan almost choked to death, looking at Gu Feng as if he were looking at an alien. "What?"

Gu Feng frowned, "I want to eat."

Yu Baoyuan nodded without a clear, "Oh, then go back to eat, no delivery."

Gu Feng did not leave, but raised his chin and motioned him to eat Yu Baoyuan's cooking and hot pot.

Yu Baoyuan's expression was very complicated, "Do you want to eat this?"

In his opinion, Gu Feng is a person who attaches great importance to the quality of life. Food, clothing, housing and transportation are all top-level equipment and the most luxurious enjoyment. Clothes need to be customized by designers according to their personal style and figure; they eat with a special nutritionist ratio and often provide dietary advice; live in the best and most luxurious villa in the location, and the luxury car you buy can be parked in the private garage.

Does he like such a shabby hot pot?

Yu Baoyuan seemed to laugh at him, "I'm going to say goodbye. Your precious stomach can't eat these shabby things I made for fear of hurting your dragon body. You'd better go back and let Concubine Ning serve you."

Gu Feng looked straight at Yu Baoyuan with sharp eyes.

Yu Baoyuan was uncomfortable all over by him, and he simply said harshly, "What annoying. Do you want me to say it directly? No job for you, no share for you! Is it okay? Get out of here quickly."

Gu Feng took a deep breath, as if he was not angry.

That broken cat has a share, but he has no share!

After that, regardless of Yu Baoyuan's objection, he walked straight aside, took a bowl with a disgust, served the meal, sat back to the table with a black face, and began to eat directly.

What a disgrace.

Yu Baoyuan was shocked when he looked at the man's wind and clouds.

What the hell is this?

Don't you be so hungry, will you? Gu's group went bankrupt and couldn't even eat?

Gu Feng ignored Yu Baoyuan's stunned eyes. He had a black face, but his hands were not slow, and a bowl of rice quickly came to the bottom.

He swallowed the food in his mouth, but his heart was relieved.

I have to say that Yu Baoyuan is very good at cooking, at least he likes it very much.

After breaking up for so long, Yu Baoyuan ignored his meal. He asked Anna to recruit some cooks to prepare food for him.

These cooks are all from star-rated hotels, and their craftsmanship is good, but even if their craftsmanship is so good and they usually take turns in different ways, Gu Feng still can't help feeling tired of panicking.

After eating it for a long time, I feel like chewing wax.

In retrospect, he was not tired of cooking Yu Baoyuan for him for five years, but he relied more on him, which obviously shows that Yu Baoyuan's craftsmanship is so high and considerate.

After eating what Yu Baoyuan made again after such a long time, he actually sighed a little.

If you don't say anything else, just say that this meal should be given up. It's difficult.

Yu Baoyuan hit his chopsticks and said, "Oh, what to eat? Did I say I asked you to eat?"

"Meow, meow, meow--"

Taro also scolded discontentedly.

Only Yu Baoyuan knows that taro is saying: This dog basket of stinky man is a dead. If you break up, you still stir it up. Come here to get entangled. It's okay. Whether it's his mother's brain full of mercury or the dog's nibbled. Damn it, all the good things on the table are all sunged by him alone. What's wrong with his mother? Take a copper iron another day. Hammer the head of this thing into a dog's head to keep arrogant here.

Yu Baoyuan put some delicious food in the taro bowl, "Eat yours and be a cultivated cat. Don't scold."

The taro snored in his throat and lowered his head and began to eat passionately.