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049: BBQ

Jiang Ziling put three large eggplants that had been brushed with oil on the grill, and turned them over from time to time so that the whole body could be tested.

Jean followed Jiang Ziling to study eggplant and taught Jiang Ziling English at the same time. The two got along happily.

"How long does it take to bake a whole eggplant like this." Jean tentatively asked in English, so as to test the man's ability to accept it.

Jiang Ziling has been studying English in the evenings. In addition, Jean also handed him some vocabulary about barbecue. He understood it, but he opened his mouth slightly and didn't know how to answer.

Jean noticed his difficulty and said with a smile, "You speak in Chinese first."

Jiang Ziling smiled awkwardly. He said, "First, the skin of the eggplant should be wrinkled. Then, use a knife to cut the eggplant in half. Add ingredients to it and continue roasting."

Jean nodded. "So that's how it is." Then he translated Jiang Ziling's words into English and taught Jiang Ziling.

Jiang Ziling followed closely. The pronunciation of two words was not very accurate. Jean corrected them patiently.

The hard work paid off. After a few minutes, Jiang Ziling finally spoke that sentence fluently in English. He turned over the eggplants on the grill, and flexibly used the English he had just learned: "The skins of the eggplants are all wrinkled. You can put them Cut in half."

"OK." Jean handed the fruit knife on the table to Jiang Ziling and praised him, "You are very smart. You learn quickly."

"Thank you." Jiang Ziling smiled slightly. The charming Danfeng eyes were bent into two charming crescents, very charming.

Jean stared blankly and said, "You are a very beautiful Chinese man."

"Huh?" Jiang Ziling looked up at Jean in surprise, this was the first time he heard a big man describe himself as beautiful.

And when he raised his head, he just met the other party's water-blue eyes and sapphire-like beautiful eyes. His nose bridge is very high. With a neatly combed back hair and a straight and slim gray suit, he looks like an elite in the workplace .As expected of Xiao Han's new

Design director.

Jean looked at Jiang Ziling and said seriously: "I really like you, a beautiful and passionate man."

Although it was in English, Jiang Ziling still understood.

"Hiss..." The tingling pain from his fingertips made Jiang Ziling withdraw his hand abruptly. He put the index finger of his left hand, which was overflowing with bright red liquid, into his mouth. The fruit knife in his right hand fell to the floor with a clang.

"Are you okay. Be careful with the knife." Jean pulled Jiang Ziling back two steps. He was afraid that the falling knife would injure his feet. Then he hurriedly pulled some tissues on the table and put Jiang Ziling's finger in his mouth. Take it out. Wrap it in a paper towel.

Jiang Ziling was overwhelmed by this short process. His head was a little unresponsive, and he looked at the man who was busy using a tissue to stop the bleeding.

For some reason, I was clearly looking at Jean, but what appeared in my mind was that man's handsome face.

Seemed to understand. Same thing happened. That man would have the same reaction...

Fortunately, the wound was not serious. After wiping the blood off the wound with a tissue several times, Jean turned around and ran to a nearby pharmacy. When he came back, he brought disinfectant and a band-aid.

"Thank you." After the wound was cleaned with disinfectant, a Band-Aid was put on it. Jiang Ziling thanked him shyly. He withdrew his hand from the other person's hand that was holding him tightly. He felt a little depressed.

Hello. I'm a man. Can you please stop treating me like a woman.

Jean breathed a sigh of relief. Her water-blue eyes looked at Jiang Ziling with tenderness. She smiled and said, "You're welcome."

"The eggplants are almost shriveled. Cut them open." Jiang Ziling turned his attention away, picked up the fruit knife that fell on the ground, washed it with water, and cut the eggplants in half.

"Be careful. Don't get hurt again." Jean reminded.

"Yeah." Jiang Ziling responded, and taught Jean how to cut the eggplant. Then he put down the knife, picked up a brush, and said, "After cutting, brush the eggplant with oil and barbecue sauce."

"OK." Jean followed Jiang Ziling's instructions.

Jiang Ziling suddenly remembered something. He said, "Wait a minute. There is an eggplant that does not need barbecue sauce or soy sauce."

Jean was puzzled. "Why?"

"JUE's hand is wounded. You can't eat food that will scar the wound." Jiang Ziling looked at his watch and then at the gate of the barbecue site. It's been an hour. Why hasn't that man come yet.

Jean looked at Jiang Ziling and pondered for a while, before asking: "Ziling, are you dating JUE?"

"Forehead……"

"I like you very much. If one day. You break up. Can I be your boyfriend?"

"..."

Halo. This is the rhythm of breaking up.

Did you step on some shit luck this year? Otherwise, how could you meet so many GAYs?

Seeing that Jiang Ziling didn't speak, Jean asked apologetically, "I'm sorry. Am I being too direct?"

The corners of Jiang Ziling's mouth twitched. You know it.

Although I thought so in my heart, what I said on my mouth was another sentence: "Hehe. People in the West are generally more straightforward. They are not as subtle as we in the East."

At this time, Jiang Ziling's cell phone rang. It was Huangfu Jue calling, asking where the barbecue place they were at was.

Jiang Ziling told Huangfu Jue the address. Half an hour later, Huangfu Jue came over.

"Is everything settled?" Jiang Ziling brought the freshly baked eggplant in front of Huangfu Jue, handed him a pair of disposable chopsticks, and said, "Come and taste my roasted eggplant."

"Yeah. I'll take care of it later." Huangfu Jue took Jiang Ziling and handed him the chopsticks. Seeing the band-aid on his finger, his brows were furrowed. He asked, "When did your hand hurt?"

"I accidentally scratched it when I was cutting the eggplant just now. Put a Band-Aid on it and it will be fine."

Huangfu Jue rubbed the back of his delicate hand when he took the chopsticks from the other party. "Be careful with knives in the future."

Jean turned a blind eye to the ambiguity between the two. He ate the eggplant by himself and praised: "Ziling's grilled eggplant tastes really good."

Jiang Ziling turned his head and glanced at Jean. He said, "Thank you."

Huangfu Jue glanced at Jean. He heard the delicious eggplant brought by the other party. "It's so fragrant. Baby. You are really a treasure. You can bake such a fragrant eggplant."

He said that he couldn't wait to taste the taste. He quickly took out the disposable chopsticks and put a piece of eggplant meat into his mouth.

Jiang Ziling immediately asked: "How does it taste? Because you have cuts on your hands. I was afraid that the barbecue sauce would cause scars. So I didn't put it in. Is the taste too bland?"

"It's delicious." Huangfu Jue said and took another piece to Jiang Ziling's lips. "Taste it."

Jiang Ziling ignored Jean's existence for a while. He opened his sexy lips and ate the eggplant sent by the other party. He frowned slightly. "It really is too bland without barbecue sauce."

Huangfu Jue took another piece and put it in his own mouth. "It's okay. As long as it's my baby, the food you cook for me is the most delicious in the world. You also consider the injury on my hand. You are so considerate."

Then the two of you took a bite, and I took a bite. It made people envious and jealous, showing off their ambiguity. They completely ignored Jean on the side.

Jean was very tactful and didn't disturb the ambiguity between the two of them. He grilled on the sidelines by himself. From time to time, he handed Jiang Ziling two skewers of tested meat to hint his own existence.

Jiang Ziling was reserved because of this. But Huangfu Jue didn't have anything to restrain. On the contrary, he became more and more ambiguous. From time to time, he took Jiang Ziling's hand and hugged his waist. Sauce licked away.

It's really passionate. The world is not afraid.

For this reason Jiang Ziling pushed him several times, but he couldn't push him away no matter what, so he let him go.

Just let him rely on such an unrestrained man.

After eating the barbecue, maybe he didn’t want to be a light bulb anymore. Jean found an excuse and went back to the hotel first. Huangfu Jue and Jiang Ziling took a walk in the nearby park.

The two walked side by side and walked around the lake hand in hand, chatting about some things.

Huangfu Jue really wanted to ask Jiang Ziling how he felt about the deceased second master, but he couldn't open his mouth.

The two walked for a while. The spring breeze blew on the face slowly with the fragrance of flowers. It was soft. It made people feel very comfortable. There was a feeling called happiness.

Huangfu Jue said: "Baby, after you go back, you can move to live with me."

Jiang Ziling asked, "Why did I move to live with you instead of you moving to live with me?"

"Your place is too narrow. It is enough for the two of us to live. There is no way to squeeze the housekeeper or something."

"Isn't it enough for two people? I don't know if I can get enough food and clothing by myself."

Huangfu Jue held Jiang Ziling's hand even tighter. "I don't want you to do those housework."

Jiang Ziling glanced at Baihuang Fujue. "Who said I'm going to do housework." He suddenly remembered something and said, "That's right. JUE. After I go back, I'm going to resign."

After resigning and returning home, all these beautiful imaginations were shattered...

"Well. I approve."

Huangfu Jue's decisive answer displeased Jiang Ziling a little. "You must have responded too decisively."

"Then you can be a full-time husband."

Jiang Ziling smiled helplessly. "Stop making trouble. I'm talking about business."

Huangfu Jue took Jiang Ziling's hand, stamped his lips on the back of his hand, and said, "Honey, I respect your choice."

Jiang Ziling turned his head and took a deep look at Huangfu Jue. He asked, "At any time."

"En." Huangfu Jue stopped, looked at Jiang Ziling affectionately, and nodded solemnly. "As long as it doesn't threaten my bottom line."

"..." Jiang Ziling lowered his head, looking at the inexplicable melancholy on the ground.

Huangfu Jue hugged him and let him lean against his chest, enjoying the real sense of ownership.

The bright moon. The evening wind that blows gently carries the fragrance of flowers. The yellow light cast by the street lamp draws the shadows of the two of them long.

It turns out that happiness can be as simple as that...