Your Distance - Chapter 43

Bai Changyi’s eating habits belong to a category that is compatible with China and the West and slightly westward. When it comes to cooking, he does not care about Chinese and Western food, but the burden of it is the first time in his life.

Xiao Ting, who was too troublesome to mix a cucumber, didn’t even pack it.

At this time, he was sitting on the cooking table, with one leg bent and one leg dangling leisurely, holding his mobile phone, and instructing Bo Changyi to make ravioli stuffing according to the recipe above: … and put an egg … “

Bo Chang cut the ingredients and said, “Take an egg.” Afraid that Tingshuang didn’t even know where the eggs were, he added, “In the refrigerator.”

“Okay.” Ting Shuang came down from the cooking table, took an egg from the refrigerator, put it on the edge of the cooking table, and continued to read the recipe. … Then put salt, chicken — “” egg “” hasn’t been exported yet, only a snap, the egg rolled out of the cooking table and fell to the ground.

Bone broken, terrible.

Bai Changyi first glanced at the egg whites and egg yolks from the broken egg shells on the ground, then looked up at the cream.

Ting Shuang slowly read a symbol from Bai Changyi’s eyes:?

Simple doubts and puzzlements seem to contain a hint of shock that is not easy to detect.

“That … egg … is rolling …” Ting Shuang had no idea what he was talking about.

Eggs will of course roll, and Ting Shuang scolds himself. Do you still need to do experiments on the spot to know?

“……Ok.”

Ting Shuang always felt that the meaning of this “um” of Bai Changyi was a mystery.

He suddenly understood the shock in Bai Changyi’s eyes, which was a shock to the IQ of human hind legs …

“I was thinking recently …” Ting Shuang tried to change the subject while he took the kitchen paper to deal with the floor. “Would you like to change to a part-time job … For a professional counterpart … The apartment I rented is very expensive. Month started — “The phone trembled, a strange number.

“I answer the phone.” Ting Shuang was too late to wash his hands. He pressed and answered the speakerphone with a clean finger. “Ting.” A German voice came out of the speaker: “Hello, are you asking for rent? , Ting? The apartment at 16 Brahms Street? “

“Yes, I’m looking for my next tenant, starting next month. I don’t live there anymore, just some personal belongings haven’t been removed. I can dispose of my items in advance if you need them Let you move in this month. “Ting Shuang threw his eggs and paper into the trash can.” If you are convenient, we can make an appointment to see the house … How do you call it? “

“Jonas.” On the opposite side of the phone, I heard that I could move in early, and I was very happy. “Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow at 6:30 in the afternoon, would it be convenient for you?”

“Tomorrow, see you at 16 Brahms Street.” Scheduled, Ting Shuang hung up the phone and washed his hands.

Water flowed from the back of the hand and between the fingers, flushing the foam on the skin surface.

“You want to change the apartment,” Bo Changyi asked casually. “Where do I change?”

Change apartment?

Ting Shuang prepared to turn off the faucet, and for a moment did not respond to what Bo Chang intended to say.

The water kept flowing out of the faucet, dispersing the foam accumulated in the pool.

“Where to change?” Ting Shuang turned his back to Bai Changyi, repeating for unknown reasons.

“I should always know your address.” Bo Changyi mixed the stuffing with a smile and said, “You said last time that you would have a thin skin, and come and see if so much meat is enough.”

“Oh …” Ting Shuang turned off the faucet, wiped his hands, and walked to Bai Changyi.

The thin crust was lying on the left palm of Bo Changyi. A plump stuffing was sandwiched by chopsticks. The sculpted meat filling was wrapped in a film of egg liquid, and the onion and **** were garnished. It was delicious at first sight.

Bai Changyi’s fingertips were also stained with a little flour.

Ting Shuang went to look at Bai Changyi’s side face. Under the light of the kitchen, that face looked particularly soft and approachable.

“Look at me, not me.” Bai Chang reminded with a smile.

“Um …” Ting Shuang’s gaze fell back on the stuffing. “There is enough meat … so much is just right.”

Park Chang nodded his mind, and packed up according to this amount.

“I …” Ting Shuang went to get a pair of chopsticks and learned to pack together. “The apartment …”

He didn’t know how to speak.

The movement of the baggage on the hand is slow, and the words in the mouth come out more slowly.

Can’t figure out what went wrong.

When he wants to cancel the lease, Boss thought he was going to change the apartment …

And asked him where to change …

Does he have to move from here?

But obviously it was Park Chang who asked him to come and live …

I have lived there for almost two weeks.

He remembered what Bo Changyi said at the time: “Your family can’t live now. Pack up and stay with me.”

Your family can’t live now …

right now……

What does it mean to let him move back after his family can live?

During the time he lived together, Bo Changyi did not mention the word “cohabitation”. Although Ting Shuang did not mention these two words directly, he always assumed that they were living together.

Is Park Chang tacitly acquiescing … to let him live for a few days?

Come and live together for a few days, can it be the same?

Damn, is it that he’s … passionate?

Thinking of this, Ting Shuang’s soul could not help but issue a triple torture—if not cohabiting, why tell him to use the things at home casually?

If it is not cohabitation, why should we cooperate with his various living habits?

If you are not living together, why add a fingerprint to the fingerprint on the door and tell him the password so that he can come in and out at will?

Isn’t this cohabitation?

… No, that’s wrong.

Ting Shuang calmed down and thought, and found that these didn’t seem to represent anything … When a friend went to his house to play, he would also let his friends eat and play casually, and if he had a very good friend to live for a while, he would also accommodate The habits of friends, even give spare keys to friends to facilitate their access …

None of this meant that he wanted to live with friends.

But Bo Changyi and him … were not friends.

They are couples.

Although they are just couples who have not been together for a long time …

… Yes, the point is, they haven’t been together for long.

Who can give him confidence that he can live by default to live together?

Bai Changyi didn’t say how long to let him live, he still lived in peace with peace of mind?

Boss is just generous, okay?

When they are in love, they go to each other ’s house to live with each other.

But people have to be a little conscious, right?

Damn embarrassing.

Oh shit.

My self-esteem.

Ting-Shuang instantly thought of the egg that had cracked on the ground.

Falling in love should be frank, but this kind of misunderstanding because of a hilarious situation is too shameless to speak …

Xiao Ting was terrified by the waves in his heart, but his appearance seemed to be just disturbing the skin of his hands.

Park Chang commented that he had no more text and said, “What’s wrong with the apartment?”

“Apartment …” Ting Shuang awkwardly pinched an ugly nagging, as if his mind was completely closed, which caused his mouth to dangle, “Well … wasn’t that too expensive before … too many mosquito … I I’m going to change it … hey, why do you say I’m struggling so much? “

“So.” Bai Changyi picked up the frost on Ting Shuang’s hand and demonstrated the correct operation. “Coil it like this, and then fold it over. Where can I change it?”

“I’ll learn …” Ting Shuang took another piece of coriander skin, put stuffing on it, and looked down. “Instead … I’m still watching … There are two favorite …”

“You can wait until the new apartment is confirmed before returning the lease, which is more insurance,” said Bo Changyi.

After the new apartment is finalized?

The court frost was gloomy.

I still don’t know where the **** new apartment is.

“… Oh.” Ting Shuang wrapped up a few ugly puppets in a sullen mood, and then quietly wiped all the flour on her back.