95 Academy could be said to be a training academy. However, this academy had once produced a super popular idol group. Now, there were a few peerless beauties, although they were all men.
From afar, a tall boy stood at the school gate. Beside him stood a middle-aged man in a police uniform. On closer inspection, the tall boy was carrying someone in his arms. His face made it difficult to distinguish between male and female, especially when he was sleeping soundly.
"It's fine if you want to open the door, but you have to have a leave of absence.”The guard let go of his hand and said seriously,"Why don't you look at me and see if I'm afraid?"
The tall boy was our Mo Erchen. He was carrying his precious brother, Mo Rufeng.
Er Chen glanced at the guard. There were still people who were not afraid of power. It seemed that this person was still useful. "I don't have a leave of absence, but I did jump.”
"Jumping?" The guard looked at Er Chen in confusion.
"This is how ignorant the guard uncle is.”Er Chen didn't expect that this guard had never seen anyone climb over a wall before.
"Guard? Uncle? Am I very old? How rude." The guard was very angry because someone actually called him uncle. What kind of look was that? He was clearly only 39 years old.
Er Chen glanced at the person in his arms. He didn't have the time to chat with him. He took a few steps back with Rufeng in his arms and looked at the guard."Let me tell you, this is called jumping.”
The guard looked at Er Chen, who was charging forward. He jumped up quickly and jumped out with the help of the door in front of him. He landed easily and turned to look at the guard."Do you understand now?"
The guard looked at Er Chen, who was standing outside the door, in shock. He had worked here for a few years and had never seen someone so bold as to jump out of the door in front of him. Was this kid really that good?
Erchen carried Rufeng and turned to leave. He wanted to bring Lil Feng home to rest. He made him cry yesterday and today. From now on, he would not let him shed a single tear.
"Little Chen, I want sweet and sour pork ribs.”Ru Feng said something in his sleep and squirmed in Erchen's arms. In his dream, Ru Feng was eating his favorite food with Erchen.
Erchen looked at Rufeng, whose mouth was moving. Today, he was going to ask the butler how to make sweet and sour pork ribs. As the saying goes, if you want to get your lover, you must first tie his stomach.
Rufeng held Erchen's hand tightly. I seemed to be afraid. I was afraid that if I let go, Erchen would disappear before his eyes. I shouldn't have so many thoughts, especially about Mo Erchen, right? 'What should I do? I don't listen to me at all now. I really want Erchen to hug me to sleep, talk to me, and play with me. As long as I have him, nothing matters.'
This wasn't Mo Rufeng. Who was this? Didn't Mo Rufeng come to the Mo Family for revenge? His mother was still waiting for him at home." I am Mo Erchen, who came here for revenge? How can I be greedy for his aura, his person, his everything? I seem to have fallen. Mo Erchen is a trap, a bottomless swamp. I have fallen into a boundless world of Mo Erchen. No one is willing to save me. Even I have given up on saving myself. I want to slowly fall like this."
He would always use the excuse that he came to the Mo family for revenge, but he would never remember it until he calmed down completely. When he wanted to draw a clear line with Erchen, he would use this excuse. He had never thought that he would be so capricious because he had fallen in love with Er Chen.
---Mo Mansion
"Uncle Yang, how should we do this?”Er Chen was holding a bloody top-grade pork rib board.
"Young Master, put it down and let Old Yang do it.”The butler quickly took the plate from Er Chen's hands.
Er Chen snatched the plate from the butler and said,""No, this is my first time cooking, so it's not my fault. Uncle Yang, I can teach me how to cook.”
The butler didn't know what was wrong with Erchen today. He was never in the kitchen, but he came to me today to ask me to teach him how to make sweet and sour pork ribs.
"Young Master, wash the pork ribs in water.”The butler began to teach Er Chen the steps.
"Oh." " Oh," Er Chen said and threw the pork ribs into the pool. A large pork rib was suddenly thrown into the water and splashed all over Er Chen's face.
The butler looked at Erchen awkwardly. Young Master, could you be any dumber?
Er Chen wiped the water off his face with his hand and then remembered that the pork ribs he had just picked up were covered in blood and oil. Forget it, let's talk about it after cooking the pork ribs.
"Young Master will give you a handkerchief." The butler had never seen such a young master before. In his eyes, Er Chen was a bit of a clean freak. He didn't like to go into the kitchen and didn't like to see blood. He didn't like it.。。。Why did he dislike her so much today?
"No need, Uncle Yang, let's continue.”For my cute Lil Feng, I can endure anything. Isn't it just a little dirty? As long as my Lil Feng can eat sweet and sour pork ribs, I don't care how dirty it is.
"Let's first fill the soup pot with clear water.”The butler couldn't interfere, so he stood at the side and gave instructions.
Er Chen placed the soup pot on the gas in a flurry. The child, who had never played with gas before, kept turning on the gas.
The butler couldn't stand it anymore and went forward to twist his hand gently. The fire came out. "That's amazing," said Er Chen, dumbfounded.”
The butler looked at his young master helplessly. This was the most basic thing, alright? "Then, put the small ribs into the pot. Eh, why didn't you chop the ribs?”The butler looked at Er Chen, who was about to throw the entire rib into the pot.
"You still want to chop it up?" Er Chen held the pork ribs in his hands to see how he should cook them.
"Young Master, haven't you seen a pig run before?”The butler really lost to him. He wouldn't know anything if he didn't start from scratch.
"I've eaten pork before, but I've never seen a pig run.”Er Chen said honestly. Wasn't it just chopping? It was easy. He picked up the kitchen knife and placed the ribs on the surface of the plate. He waved the knife and quickly cut a few times on it.
"Young Master, can you not act cool?”The butler complained as he looked at Rib Bone, who had not changed at all.
Er Chen put down the knife and put the ribs into the pot. The butler quickly stopped him." Young Master, we can't make sweet and sour ribs like this."”
"Is this okay?" Er Chen pointed at the neatly arranged rows of ribs. There was clearly no change just now, but the wok instantly turned into several pieces.
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