Secret Love Nest 2018

Evil Spaghetti pt1

I really make Qing's life interesting. With me, he got a lover and a friend. Someone he can talk to when he is not sure about things. Someone he can confide to about things he won't normally opened up even with his close friends and family.

With me by his side, Qing has an ally. Someone he can play games with. Someone to shower with. And sleep with in his bed.

Me being beside Qing means he will always have someone with him.

Qing: (bored tone) It also means I have someone with me who will eventually kill me.

Me: (chuckling awkwardly) Don't exaggerate, I didn't attempt to kill you.

Qing: (frowning) My throat almost closed up, Dayu.

Me: (blushing in shame) And that's unfortunate, but look at you...you are hale and hearty again. Plus...you gained knowledge. Now you know you cannot eat too much dried oregano. That's a plus right?

Qing stared at me with eyes full of judgment. I sighed, I do get why he is a bit irritated. It's really inconvenient to spend time in a hospital.

(OMG, Baba got hospitalized because you tried to kill him using...oregano? Okay that sounds wrong in many levels. Who could die because of a herb?)

You are all right! Right? Who knows people could get allergic to oregano? And dried oregano at that matter. I mean...come on! It's a plant. It's basically dried leaves. And I just sprinkled it on the pasta saucep I made. Sure, I might have sprinkled too much that my Spaghetti Italiano tasted like the entire Oregano family having a grand reunion on pasta but still...

I cooked for Qing. And for his sister...

(JiJi is also involved?)

Well...yeah...JiJi ate dinner with us because she got things to discuss with his brother and who would think that their Wang blood is sensitive to fucking oregano?

Okay...let me take it to the top.

Last night, JiJi came to our condo because Qing is home for a little break from shooting and they have things to discuss. What things...I don't know and if I will be a little more honest, I can also say that I don't care. It's their thing as siblings so I won't touch that.

Anyways, I am feeling lazy so I decided to cook something easy and fast to do. Pasta.

Spaghetti is a no hassle meal. Boil the spaghetti, heat up the sauce from a can and voila...spaghetti. But to make it a little fancy and to show I make some effort, even if I do not really, I decided to put an Italian twist on my easy spaghetti and add Italian spices and oregano.

Except I got a little carried away with the oregano. The oregano and I...we didn't jut flirt with each...we made out. We got to second base people. The oregano and I. The Italian spices, well, I didn't click with it like I did with Missus Oregano.

In short, the oregano thing got a little bit out of control. And while dining, my customers complained a lot.

JiJi: The oregano is so strong, Dayu. I don't think this is my style or taste at all.

Qing, who took three forkful of pasta just to make sure he didn't like it, made a face.

Qing: (wincing) It's too overpowering, Dayu. The oregano.