C41 What You Eat You Eat

As soon as Qiao Lin left, Qin Lang sat up from the bed and stared at the door for a long time. Then, he got off the bed and went into the bathroom again. He turned on the tap, turned down the temperature of the water, and kept pouring cold water on himself.

Being grabbed by Qiao Lin was more of a stimulus than pain. The physical desire that he had always restrained was aroused.

By the time Qin Lang finished his cold shower and suppressed the lust in his body that was aroused by Qiao Lin, Qiao Lin had already taken a bath in the bathroom outside.

Qin Lang heard sounds from the kitchen and quickly walked over. When he entered the kitchen, he found Qiao Lin with his half-dried hair and short-sleeved pajamas busy working in front of the stove.

"You know how to cook?" Qin Lang was a little surprised. In the past, he had lived and eaten with Qiao Lin for the entire summer vacation. The two of them either ate lunchboxes from the production team, packed food from small restaurants, or ate instant noodles. The kitchen counter in the rented apartment had never been used before.

"I don't know how to cook a big meal. I only know how to cook noodles." In order to save money, Qiao Lin had been staying at Qin Lang's house for the past few days. He went to the nearby supermarket and bought noodles, eggs, vegetables, and seasonings. Although Qin Lang did not stay at home often, he had a complete set of pots and pans, which could be used after washing them.

"Am I going to have a share of tonight's dinner?" Initially, Qin Lang wanted to stick close to Qiao Lin from behind, but after thinking about what happened just now, he decided to keep a distance from him.

Qiao Lin did not reply to Qin Lang's words. Instead, he fiddled with the spoon in the pot for a while before fishing out a white and tender boiled egg from the boiling water and placing it into a small bowl beside the pot. He then turned around and handed it to Qin Lang, "I'm sorry for what happened just now. I boiled an egg for you to replenish your energy. This is called replenishing whatever you eat."

Qiao Lin had personally cooked something for him to eat. Initially, Qin Lang was very happy, but this made him feel awkward. In the end, however, he still took it from Qiao Lin.

"I'm not sure what to eat to replenish my energy, but this thing is not something ordinary, so it won't be effective."

"Eggs are very nutritious. If you have something to eat, just eat it. Otherwise, you won't be able to replenish your energy." This was the first time Qiao Lin was cooking for someone else. He did not expect this brat to be picky with him.

In fact, Qin Lang was just saying that. He had already taken out a pair of chopsticks from the chopsticks and washed them before opening the egg in the bowl.

The white and tender egg white and the semi-liquid golden egg yolk looked quite appetizing.

Qin Lang accepted Qiao Lin's kindness and ate the egg in a few bites, "The taste is not bad."

Although he did not make any seasonings and the taste was not that special, Qin Lang felt quite happy after eating the egg.

This was the first time Qiao Lin made him something to eat.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was afraid that he would fail to live up to Qiao Lin's expectations, he would have put the egg in the fridge and frozen it as a souvenir.

Seeing that he had finished eating, Qiao Lin took the bowl and chopsticks from his hands, "Alright, since you've finished eating, hurry up and leave. Don't disturb me from cooking the noodles, I'm hungry."

Qiao Lin chased them out of the kitchen. In the afternoon, after Zeng Yiwen finished his lesson, he asked Yu Xi to give them a short script for them to rehearse. Qiao Lin had been in the cinema city for so many years that his acting skills were not bad, but his script skills were not good at all. When he was rehearsing his lines according to the script, he was a little tied up. If he made a mistake, he would be mocked and ridiculed. After rehearsing, he was already exhausted, sweating a lot, and hungry.

Qiao Lin was still very anxious in his heart. Tomorrow morning, Zeng Yiwen was going to inspect the results.

Very quickly, Qiao Lin walked out with two bowls of steaming hot noodles.

Qin Lang was waiting for him at the dining table. When Qiao Lin placed the noodles in front of him and looked at the fragrant noodles, Qin Lang really felt hungry. However, the slightly red broth made Qin Lang afraid to move his chopsticks.

"No chili, right?" He asked Qiao Lin, who had already sat down to eat his noodles.

Qiao Lin raised his head and looked at him, stunned. It had been five years since this kid had such a habit before eating the food he gave him.

"No, there are tomatoes in it, so the broth is red," Qiao Lin lowered his head and looked at the clear broth in his bowl, raising the corner of his mouth.

Hearing Qiao Lin's words, Qin Lang felt relieved. He picked up a pair of chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

As soon as the noodles entered his mouth, his face immediately turned red. After glaring at Qiao Lin, he rushed to the kitchen and spat the noodles into the trash can. Then, he took out a bottle of mineral water from the fridge and rinsed his mouth continuously.

Qiao Lin stood up and walked to the kitchen door. He looked at Qin Lang, who was rinsing his mouth, and asked, "Hey, why are you still so gullible?"

Qiao Lin knew that Qin Lang could not eat spicy food. The bowl of chili was also given to him on purpose. He could only blame the brat for telling him about the things that happened when the two of them lived together five years ago, which made him want to make fun of him for a moment.

"I'm happy to." After the spicy taste in his mouth disappeared, Qin Lang was finally able to speak. In fact, when he saw the broth and smelled it, he knew that there was chili in it. However, in front of Qiao Lin, he was willing to be fooled, "Isn't this great? Five years ago, you played me like this. At that time, I was so happy. This way, we can get along more like friends. "

Taking advantage of Qiao Lin's unpreparedness, Qin Lang stepped forward and gave him a big hug, "Welcome back, Qiao Lin."

Qin Lang did not know what had happened to Qiao Lin over the years. Even if he wanted to know, Qiao Lin might not tell him. It would be a good thing if he could make Qiao Lin feel as carefree as when they first met when they were together.

Qin Lang quickly let go of Qiao Lin and returned to the dining room.

Qiao Lin stood at the door of the kitchen and suddenly let out a relaxed smile. All these years, he had been on edge due to various reasons. Thinking back, the time he spent with Qin Lang was the most relaxing time of his life. Now that Qin Lang was trying his best to make him return to that state, why would he make things difficult for himself?

When Qiao Lin came out of the kitchen, Qin Lang was eating his bowl of noodles with relish.

"I've already eaten that bowl of noodles. I can make you another one."

Qin Lang stirred the noodles in the bowl without even raising his head." So what? Even after you messed with me in the past, you still ate what I ate. If you don't mind, you can go and make yourself a bowl."

After saying that, Qin Lang took another bite of noodles.

Without saying a word, Qiao Lin walked to the table and placed the bowl of noodles that had been added with chili in front of him. Then, he began to eat. After all, he was not afraid of spicy food.

After finishing the noodles, Qiao Lin raised his head and looked at Qin Lang, "Do you have anything else to do tonight? Do you have to wake up early tomorrow?"

"I won't be going out tonight if I don't have anything to do. I'll only be back to the set tomorrow afternoon. Since I don't have anything to do in the morning, I can get up early to send you to the company and then come back to sleep." Qin Lang looked at him with a puzzled expression. "What's the matter?"

"I'll take the bus to the office tomorrow, but there's something I need to talk to you about tonight. Teacher Zeng gave me homework today, and I'm going to do a little play according to the script with another student, but I can't get the lines right. Can you help me with the lines later?" This was because Qiao Lin was not ready for his first day at the company and he could not go to the rehearsal room to practice at night like the other trainees. His script mastery was almost zero, and if he did not practice tomorrow, he would probably be mocked and criticized by Zeng Yiwen again.

Fortunately, Qin Lang was also at home today. With his help, he might be able to improve.

"No problem. Let me see the script after dinner." How could Qin Lang refuse Qiao Lin's request?