Chapter 265 Cool Xiao Liu

In the early morning, the thick mist dissipated, and the colorful rainbow bridge arched over the bright sun. The golden sunlight was like broken gold, sprinkling on the earth.

"cough cough"

Li Yang was awakened by a cough and felt waves of weakness for the first time in a long time.

Soon, I felt my nose itching and when I opened my eyes again, I saw a beautiful face.

Liu Zhimin's beautiful eyes were cunning, and she was pinching a strand of hair to scratch it, like a little girl who had got a new toy.

When they looked at each other at this moment, their expressions froze for a moment.

There seemed to be an awkward moment.

Subsequently
The smile on Liu Zhimin's face disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. He cleared his throat and said in a cold voice, "Are you feeling well?"

"not bad."

Li Yang noticed that she was wearing his white T-shirt and nodded in response.

"Really?"

Liu Zhimin's eyes lit up for a moment, then quickly faded away. His expression of surprise flashed by, and then he said calmly, "It's okay as long as it feels better."

But soon, she looked at Li Yang's pale and bloodless lips and frowned slightly.

The next moment, he walked past Li Yang without saying a word and took the thermometer.

"Why do you still use this thing?"

Li Yang was surprised and asked, "Don't you have a temperature gun?"

"Thermometers are more accurate."

Liu Zhimin put the thermometer under Li Yang's armpit and frowned, saying, "Shut up. If you are sick, talk less."

Soon, looking at Li Yang who was doing what he was told, he thought for a moment and added, "It's said on the Internet that this test is more accurate."

Having said that, he turned around and walked towards the living room holding the clothes scattered on the floor.

"Are you leaving now?" Li Yang asked subconsciously.

"There is a large commercial performance the day after tomorrow, and some of the previous dances need to be reviewed in advance."

Liu Zhimin said, and paused while getting dressed, and then said: "I will try to come over when I finish my work later."

"Work is more important. I'm not to the point where I can't take care of myself."

Li Yang smiled and said, "Let's finish our work first."

Liu Zhimin was stunned for a moment, then muttered: "Every time you say something, it's just nonsense."

Li Yang was speechless.

That's right.

He doesn't like to owe people anything, especially feelings.

But it is also clear that Liu Zhimin will definitely come, this is something that will definitely happen.

So in a sense, Liu Zhimin was right.

This is indeed nonsense.

Just words fall
The bedroom fell into silence again.

Neither of them spoke a word, only the hands of the clock ticked away.

Five minutes later, Liu Zhimin was fully dressed and walked over.

"Raise your hands."

Li Yang lifted it up.

Liu Zhimin looked at the number on the thermometer, frowned even deeper, and couldn't help but said, "When will you change your stubborn habit?"

"What happened to me?"

Li Yang felt a little aggrieved, as he seemed to be getting scolded all the time recently.

He obviously didn't do anything.

"39°1, is this okay?"

Liu Zhimin was a little speechless. She went out to get a hot towel and came back, tucked Li Yang's quilt in, and looked down at him: "Two choices, go to the hospital, or find someone who comes to give you the injection?"

"Do I have to get an injection?" Li Yang asked somewhat unconvinced.

He just looked at Liu Zhimin's expression, thought for a moment, and then said, "Do you have the number of someone who can come to give you the injection?"

"Remember to switch to another bottle after the injection. After both bottles are finished, just remove the needle."

8am.

The person who came for the injection gave some instructions and then pushed the door open and left.

Liu Zhimin came back, reached out and touched the infusion tube, and asked, "Is it cold?"

She looked at the drip rate regulator, which had been pulled to the bottom, and asked, "Is the speed too fast?"

"It's slow enough."

Li Yang couldn't help but said: "It would be better if we can do it at twice the speed."

He is a person who cannot sit still.

The thought of sitting on the sofa for two full hours suddenly made me feel very uncomfortable.

"Why don't you just drink it?"

Liu Zhimin couldn't help but rolled his eyes, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

"Why are you going?"

"I'm hungry, get something to eat."

Liu Zhimin said sullenly, but soon, he walked out of the kitchen again, even more speechless, "I remember you can cook, why is there nothing in the kitchen except rice?"

"I've been running around lately, so I don't have time to buy groceries," Li Yang explained.

"I'm convinced. I'm going to go buy some groceries."

Liu Zhimin muttered, put on his coat and went out. When he reached the door, he glanced at the infusion bottle and said, "Slow down, or when you're done quickly, give me a call or something."

"You're not going to work?" Li Yang asked in surprise.

"There's still time." Liu Zhimin said this and walked out.

"Really are"

Li Yang shook his head and said nothing.

He subconsciously picked up his phone and planned to check his work messages.

But after thinking about it, I let it go.

A rare day off.

I was willful for once today and did nothing.

He tilted his head back and stared at the infusion bottle in a daze.

Half an hour later, Liu Zhimin came back, carrying a lot of things and slightly out of breath.

She looked at the empty bottles on the coffee table and complained, "Didn't I tell you to slow down? Why didn't you call me?"

"I'm not useless."

Li Yang explained, and quickly changed the subject: "But, can you cook?"

Then, he smiled and said, "I thought idols rarely cook."

"Are you an old man? Now we live in an Internet society. No matter what you want to do, there are tutorials online." Liu Zhimin said bluntly.

After saying that, he glanced at Li Yang, thought for a moment, and said to himself: "I almost forgot that you are indeed an old man."

"Hey, Liu Zhimin, don't think you can act unruly just because I'm sick. What does an old man mean? We are not much different, right?" Li Yang said unwillingly, as if a sore spot had been touched.

Liu Zhimin looked at Li Yang and said seriously, "I was born in 2000."

Li Yang was suddenly speechless and unable to refute!

Liu Zhimin had a smug smile on his face and walked into the kitchen like a winner.

"What's wrong with being old? Don't you like it even when you're old?" Li Yang muttered softly, and the next moment, he stopped abruptly.

A head popped out of the kitchen door and asked, "What do you want to eat, old man?"

"Whatever." Li Yang curled his lips and said.

"understood."

Liu Zhimin nodded, shrank back, and then came out again, saying vigilantly: "Don't curse me behind my back."

"Am I that kind of person?" Li Yang explained angrily, as if he had been insulted.

"Better not."

Liu Zhimin snorted, "Otherwise I'll pull out your oxygen tube in the future."

Li Yang:.
He remained silent.

Why do I feel like I'm dying when I hear Liu Zhimin talking about myself?
Li Yang quickly picked up his mobile phone, opened the flip camera and took a look. After a while, his brows relaxed with satisfaction.

"Sure enough, he's still very handsome!"

Then, he deliberately turned to the kitchen and said, "It's just that someone didn't recognize the real talent."

"This guy"

Liu Zhimin heard the voice, shook his head and smiled, and complained: "How childish!"

She set about preparing dinner.

I have bought the ingredients and am going to make tofu soup, stir-fried pork with peppers, eggs and persimmons, and stewed pork ribs.
only.
Liu Zhimin was very confident in front of Li Yang, but when he really started, he couldn't help feeling a little troubled when looking at the piled up materials.

"Where should I start?" She turned on her phone, checked the broadcaster's instructions, and started working.
There was a rush.

Liu Zhimin couldn't keep up with the host's speed.

Cook at the same time.

As a result, she had just fried it until it was fluffy, and in the video she had already taken it out and set it aside.

"Does it need to be golden in color? What does golden color look like?" Liu Zhimin looked at the colors in the video and tried to compare them. But when he turned around and looked back, he found that the eggs in the pot were all black.
When it came to frying pork, the scene was even more horrific.

When the oil is hot and the meat is put in, I am too scared to open my eyes. Then the chili is put in and the oil splashes even more.
She was so scared that she wanted to scream, but she held it back and could only stamp her feet in anxiety. Finally, she thought of lifting up her clothes to cover her face, and only then did she barely hold on.

The whole process was tortuous and rough.

"Do you need help?" Li Yang couldn't help but shout when he heard the unusual movement in the kitchen.

He was answered by a rather exasperated voice.

"Need not!"

After one hour.
Li Yang sat at the dinner table, looking at Liu Zhimin, whose face was black and yellow and with chili crumbs next to his nose, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He asked tentatively, "Are you sure you are cooking and not just coming back from the battlefield?"

Liu Zhimin ignored him and said excitedly, "Come on, stop wasting time and try something."

"Are you sure these black things are edible?" Li Yang looked at the unknown things on the plate in front of him with some doubt.

Except for the tofu which is barely recognizable, everything else seems to have lost its original appearance.

"Of course you can eat it." Liu Zhimin said firmly.

"Then tell me first, what is this thing copied together with the chili pepper?"

Li Yang questioned: "Is it carbon?"

"This is spicy fried pork." Liu Zhimin's lips twitched slightly.

"What about this?"

Li Yang pointed to another plate of 'vegetables' and asked, "What are the yellow and red pieces of vegetables in this black mass?"

"This is fried eggs with persimmons." Veins on Liu Zhimin's forehead were throbbing.

"Moragu (what did you say)?"

Li Yang widened his eyes and began to doubt his life.

"We're not recording a show right now, there's no need to be deliberately funny."

Liu Zhimin reminded: "Try it first."

"Are you sure these things are edible?"

Li Yang looked at the things on the table and swallowed nervously.

He suddenly remembered that there was a blogger on YouTube who seemed to specialize in making food for dogs.

Those dog meals seem to be much better than these.

"Of course it's edible. I strictly followed the steps taught in the video." Liu Zhimin seemed full of confidence.

"real or fake."

Li Yang muttered in disbelief, but still forced himself to give it a try despite his numbing scalp. His first choice was tofu soup, which looked edible.

He took a small sip cautiously, and then.
His face turned green.

"puff!"

Li Yang vomited into the trash can and couldn't help but ask, "Ah, you put so much salt, are you sure you don't want to murder me?"

"Oppa!"

Liu Zhimin was a little dissatisfied.

"If you don't believe me, try it yourself." Li Yang suggested seriously.

"Is it really as exaggerated as you say?" Liu Zhimin muttered, picked up the spoon, took a small sip, and then fell silent.

"Swallow it, why not swallow it?" Li Yang smiled, with a gloating look in his eyes.

He was sure that Liu Zhimin really couldn't cook.

And
Liu Zhimin probably doesn't know what the food she cooks tastes like.

After saying that, Liu Zhimin spat it out expressionlessly and said, "This is a mistake. The other dishes should be fine. Try again."

"Are you sure you don't intend to commit murder?"

Li Yang teased, then asked curiously: "Did you really learn from the video?"

"Of course." Liu Zhimin nodded.

"Come, show me the video." Li Yang was a little curious about what kind of video could produce such an apprentice.

Soon, he took the phone and flipped through it, somewhat confused.

The steps in the video are ok.
But why did it become like this when it came into Liu Zhimin's hands?

As he was thinking, he accidentally clicked on the search history, and then
The expression suddenly became extremely wonderful.

[How to make soup without a lid? 】

[Can I use beef for spicy fried pork? 】

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"Wait, there are ribs?"

Li Yang glanced at the table and said blankly, "Where are the ribs?"

"This is it."

Liu Zhimin pointed to a whole black object placed in the lower right corner and said.

“Is this spareribs?”

The corner of Li Yang's mouth twitched slightly.

If Liu Zhimin hadn't told him, he would have thought it was steak.

Afterwards, I couldn't help but laugh.

The ribs were stewed until they were all stuck together. Most chefs don’t have this skill.

Just as he finished speaking, another message popped up on his phone.

[Be careful, putting these kinds of food together will cause poisoning!!!]

"Puch."

Li Yang finally couldn't hold it in anymore and laughed out loud, "Hahahaha, I can't stand big data anymore, haha, I'm dying of laughter."

Liu Zhimin's dirty face finally couldn't help but blush, a little shy, a little annoyed, and said: "Is it so funny?"

"It's not funny, it's not funny at all."

Li Yang forced himself to suppress his smile and said seriously: "But I personally suggest that for the sake of life safety, we should order takeout."

Liu Zhimin wanted to refuse.
However, because her taste buds were still resisting the tofu soup, she reluctantly agreed.

After eating the takeaway, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

I don’t know if it was due to food poisoning, but in the afternoon, Li Yang felt even more dizzy and fell into a deep sleep, which lasted the entire afternoon.

When I opened my eyes, it was dark outside.

He looked at Liu Zhimin in front of him, a little confused: "Why haven't you left yet?"

"Do you really want me to leave?" Liu Zhimin frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied.

"No, didn't you say you had a job?" Li Yang couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing."

Liu Zhimin answered calmly, and then said with a little dissatisfaction: "You still care so much when you are sick, isn't it annoying?"

"Okay, okay, I won't ask any more questions."

Li Yang couldn't help but smile and complained in his heart.

A guy with a hard mouth and a soft heart.
"Don't move." Liu Zhimin climbed onto the bed and took out the thermometer again. She frowned slightly and asked, "Why is it still 39°?"

"How can it be effective so quickly?"

Li Yang was a little amused and said, "It will take at least thirty-six hours for the effect to be seen."

"OK then."

Liu Zhimin seemed to be thinking about something. Soon, he climbed onto the bed and began to take off Li Yang's clothes. He soaked a rag with white wine and kept wiping Li Yang's face.

"what?"

Li Yang was stunned.

"It's said on the Internet that this can reduce fever." Liu Zhimin straightened the hair stuck to her face and said calmly.

Soon.
"Why is it still hot?" Liu Zhimin touched Li Yang's belly with her little hand, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion.

"It's almost healed. The body is evaporating heat. It's normal." Li Yang explained.

"That's good." Liu Zhimin nodded, and then, as if she was thinking of something, her eyes gradually moved downwards, and her red lips raised a beautiful arc.

"39 degrees?"

"What do you want to do?"

Looking at Liu Zhimin's eager eyes, Li Yang was stunned.

(End of this chapter)