Flame Covers the Sky[Entertainment]

Chapter 67

Xing Tian went back to Huating, packed some daily necessities, and said to the housekeeper, "I won't be staying here for a few days."

The housekeeper has followed the Xing family for many years, and knowing that Xing Tian has met someone during this time, he already guessed in his heart, so he asked: "Young master, do you need me to send someone to take care of your daily life?"

"No need. I want to live an ordinary life with him." Maybe it's because after "Warring States Policy" was released, Xing Tian worked hard every day, and he was deeply exhausted physically and mentally. Interfering with other people, experience the small days of ordinary people's firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.

"Then, your security issue, young master..."

"Ah Xu has already arranged for me."

There happened to be a nanny passing by the living room, Xing Tian called her to stop, with a smile like spring: "Wait a moment, Sister Liu, I have something to trouble you!"

Xing Tian’s kitchen is in a simple Nordic style. The combination of ice white and plant ash is simple and refreshing. The appliances on display are all expensive and high-end imported goods. There is no trace of oil on the cabinets, sinks, and chopping boards. In the play, the domineering president and the wealthy young master's exquisite and luxurious living environment are exactly the same.

But at this moment, Xing Tian's gaze scanned every detail of the kitchen.He didn't eat at home very often, and suddenly felt that his kitchen was a little strange, and there was an inhuman indifference hidden under the beautiful appearance.

Yes, no matter how exquisite and eye-catching this kitchen is, it is dead. No one will carefully prepare a home-cooked meal for him, and no one can make the smell of oily smoke that symbolizes home and happiness waft here from time to time.

There are only a handful of days, that is, during the few days when Yan Zixiao was at his house, the kitchen was fully utilized.

Xing Tian humbly asked the nanny for advice, and asked her to teach him a few simple and delicious home-cooked dishes.After spending a whole afternoon wasting the ingredients stored in the refrigerator, Xing Tian was finally able to cook a few dishes of Sichuan-flavored stir-fry in a decent manner.

The nanny took a sip of the boiled pork slices and gave a thumbs up, "It's not bad, it's delicious."

Xing Tian narcissistically said: "No, it doesn't matter who made it. Sister Liu, the housekeeper said you are a senior pastry chef, can you teach me how to make dim sum and make dumplings?"

The nanny taught Xing Tian two simple desserts and several ways to make dumplings. After Xing Tian learned it, he rushed back to Yanzixiao's house without delay.

Today they agreed that Yan Zixiao would pick up the child, and he once again volunteered to be a "full-time husband".

Yan Zixiao acquiesced, but didn't expect Xing Tian to make any appearances. As long as Xing Tian can cook the ingredients well, no matter how unpalatable the taste is, he will eat up all of it for his face.Because no matter whether Xing Tian did it on purpose or on a whim, he felt from the bottom of his heart that the big star who was busy cooking in the kitchen seemed to be a little closer to him after being grounded.

Yanzi Xiaoxin and the crew were busy with affairs, and he almost didn't have a good rest all day.While Xing Tian was making dinner, he closed his eyes and took a nap, and even had a strange dream.In the dream, he accidentally ran into Xing Tian's love affair, and a few fair-skinned and tender faces were making love to each other on his bed, Yan Zixiao was furious, and slapped Xing Tian's handsome face a few times.

"Murder your husband—" the voice of the lover's aggrieved fury came from next to his ear.

Yan Zixiao opened his eyes, and saw Xing Tian covering his face, blinking his misty peach eyes: "It hurts so much, my wife, you are so ruthless, you almost knocked my ears off..."

Yan Zixiao hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I had a dream."

"What dream, does it make you beat someone?" Xing Tian asked curiously.

Yan Zixiao hesitated for a moment, but told Xing Tian briefly about his dream.

"Haha, Zixiao, are you too nervous? Although I'm a scumbag, I'm not so scumbag to the point of stepping on a few boats and treating you like a big house. Don't worry, I have principles and measures, and what to do It shouldn't be done, I know very well."

Yan Zi was silent.

"Is it because of Zhuang Ying's incident, you don't trust me, you think about it every day, you dream about it... Yan Zixiao, I assure you, I can only accommodate you in my heart." Xing Tian's tone Apologetic and sincere.Yan Zixiao once complained about Xing Tian's poor acting skills, but at this moment he didn't see how much truth was in Xing Tian's words and deeds?

Perhaps even Xing Tian himself didn't realize that he was so sincere and deceptive when he made a promise that was impossible to keep, that he almost moved himself.

"The meal is ready, let's eat!"

"Wait a minute." Yan Zixiao walked into the kitchen, took out a few pieces of ice from the refrigerator, quickly made a simple ice pack with a towel and a rubber band, and handed it to Xing Tian, ​​who had half of his face swollen.

Xing Tian didn't pick up the ice pack, but asked curiously: "Zi Xiao, if I do something asshole to betray you, are you really willing to beat me?"

Yan Zixiao frowned, and said coldly: "Hit? Why should I hit you? Can't I break up with you?"

separate?Xing Tian's heart tightened, and he missed a few beats. He was always the only one who dumped people, and no one had ever dumped him.

Yan Zixiao didn't notice the abnormality in Xing Tian's mood, and gently applied the ice pack on Xing Tian's fair and snowy cheeks, ending this somewhat heavy and boring topic: "Hold it yourself, I will serve the meal."

Xing Tian stopped talking, covered his face with an ice pack, and stood aside to watch Yan Zixiao busy.

"Zi Xiao..."

"Ok?"

"I seem to like you more and more, and I can't live without you."

"Oh, I see.

Yan Zixiao calmly listened to this simple and heartwarming words, her expression didn't change a bit, but she thought in her heart, why isn't he?It is not a good thing to pay too much attention to the love between men. Knowing that it is a road of no return, he still chooses to go forward with Xing Tian without hesitation, even unknowingly becoming anxious about gains and losses, greedy——

It turns out that paying the price of sincerity is not easy at all.Yan Zixiao thought wearily.

At the dinner table, a family of three.

Xing Tian asked the child: "Is the meal Dad cooked today delicious?"

Yan Cheng chewed the food, "It's delicious, Boss is amazing!"

"Haha, I'm a genius!" After speaking, Xing Tian looked at Yan Zixiao expectantly.

"It's fine." Yan Zixiao said coldly.

"It's okay, I just started learning how to cook." Wait and see, I want to whet your father and son's appetite a little bit.Xing Tian imagined happily.

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Xing Weiguo's rare birthday.

At the birthday banquet, Xing Tian was very active, walking around the respected guests with ease, and in just a few minutes of courteous greetings, he was able to make the guests unanimously have a good impression of him.

After a busy day, at the end of the birthday banquet, Xing Tian felt that his face was going to freeze from laughter.He asked the old housekeeper to pack a few small dishes for himself, went back to the room and rummaged out the painting tools and works he had used before, and sent someone to put them in the car. A deafening roar suddenly startled him.

"Little bastard, where are you going!" Xing Guozheng walked towards him tremblingly, leaning on a deep red mahogany crutch, supported by his eldest son Xing Ruiyu.

Xing Tian was in a bad mood, and was discovered by the old man, and then he opened his arms with a smile on his face, and said "intimately", "Dad, didn't your leg hurt and you went back to your room to rest?"

Xing Weiguo raised his hand, Xing Tian stepped back immediately, but his father still grabbed his ears and slapped him on the forehead mercilessly.

"Wuuu, old man, I said you can't hit the head and the face!"

Xing Weiguo squinted his eyes, lightly lifted the crutch with his skinny hands, aimed at Xing Tian's instep, and poked it secretly.

"Ah——" Xing Tian hopped on one foot in embarrassment, taking a deep breath.

"Xiaotian, you haven't had dinner yet, and you're leaving?" Xing Ruiyu coughed lightly, indicating that his father was angry.

"No, brother, you misunderstood, I went out to buy gout medicine for my father!"

"Our Han'er is really a good and filial boy," Xing Weiguo grabbed Xing Tian's ear again, pulled it back, and gritted his teeth: "It took three months to remember to go home, and usually I can't even remember to call him... ..."

"Dad, Dad, I'm busy with work," Xing Tian yelled with a mournful face, "Oh, old man, be gentle, your ears are about to be twisted off."

A few people walked to the dining room, the dining table was already full of dishes, Xing Tian glanced at it, it was basically his favorite food.

Xing Weiguo let go of Xing Tian's ears, and Xing Tian sat down obediently immediately, and asked with a fawning smile, "Dad, do you like the pair of emerald unicorns I gave you?"

"What, is that a unicorn, an emerald? I thought it was a pair of poodles sold for 19 yuan and 9 pairs in the glass factory!"

"Huh? Impossible, I bought it for 7 pieces..." Xing Tian whispered: "And don't you love unicorns the most? This unicorn is very delicately carved, why does it look like a poodle?"

Xing Weiguo sat in the upper seat with a dignified look, and cast a contemptuous glance at his youngest son.

Xing Tian stuck out his tongue and kept quiet.

A few people came out of the kitchen, and the leader was Yin Xuerou, a wealthy socialite who often appeared in the media headlines with his elder brother recently.

Xing Weiguo said kindly, "Xuerou, don't be busy, sit down."

"Uncle, you guys eat first, and there is ginseng old turtle soup, I'll eat it after I make it!"

Xing Weiguo glanced at the eldest son, Xing Ruiyu also joined the ranks of persuasion, Yin Xuerou refused with a smile, Xing Ruiyu was a little helpless, he knew that this little woman looked weak and docile on the outside, but in fact she was stubborn as hell, and what she decided must be done well and perfect .

Xing Tian was bored watching, and couldn't bear the polite refusals from several people, so he said to Yin Xuerou with a playful smile: "Sister-in-law, you are welcome, we will have more opportunities to eat in the future, today is my father's birthday, you have spent a day with my brother, You must be very tired, take your seat quickly. Sister-in-law Zhang, sister-in-law Chen, you two should keep an eye on that bastard."

In a word, the positions and emotions of several people were taken care of.Yin Xuerou blushed and sat on the empty seat beside Xing Ruiyu.

Xing Tian said a few more jokes, and the atmosphere at the dinner table immediately relaxed.

"Little Tian, ​​why do you only eat green vegetables?" Xing Ruiyu looked at his brother's thin chin, and picked up a chicken leg for Xing Tian.

"Yu'er, don't worry about your brother, he's losing weight again!" Xing Weiguo snorted coldly.

"Haha, Dad, how do you know, I'm really losing weight, and I have to play a small role in a movie next week."

After finishing speaking, Xing Tiancai realized that he had slipped his mouth, worried that his father and elder brother would blame his character for not eating well, and hastily added: "The character I played is a poor college student with a weak constitution and not enough to eat. Food..." Xing Tian is actually quite thin, and the director of the cameo movie didn't ask Xing Tian to lose weight, but after reading the script, Xing Tian set high demands on himself, determined to control his diet for a week, so that his image would be more suitable for poor students appearance characteristics.

Xing Weiguo had no expression on his face, as if he was no longer surprised.

But then, the old man passed a plate of fresh and tender fish in front of his son, Xing Tian couldn't help laughing, and said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you, Dad."

Xing Weiguo remained silent, and Xing Tian felt in a daze that the old man's hair was getting whiter and his back was more bent.