Lu Yunchu had no intention of punishing him. She didn't expect Wen Zhan to be so self-conscious. She couldn't help but think of an emoticon: having a good sense of self-management.jpg
We had a heavy meal at noon, so she made some light porridge, pot stickers and eggplant boxes in the evening, which tasted very homely.
In fact, Wen Zhan should have known that Lu Yunchu was not angry, because his bowl was placed in front of her seat. But he was so ashamed that his head was buzzing and he was confused and didn't think about this at all.
He slept very deeply in the afternoon and felt very hungry. Now, with an empty stomach, he stood in the corner, distracted, smelling the fragrance of dinner.
He wanted to look up at the table, but when he thought of the stupid thing he had done in the afternoon, he immediately lowered his head in shame.
Drinking would cause trouble, so he must not drink anymore.
There was the sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding, it should be Lu Yunchu who started eating.
Wen Zhan was thinking about the dishes that were served just now. They were cooked in a way he had never eaten before. Even though he was absent-minded and didn't look at them carefully, they still smelled extremely appetizing.
Lu Yunchu took a bite of the fried dumplings, put down his chopsticks, picked up the spoon and drank a mouthful of porridge. After drinking the warm and light porridge, his stomach instantly felt much better.
The sound of her eating was very light, but it was very obvious to Wen Zhan. Even the sound of her drinking porridge made his mouth water.
Suddenly, Lu Yunchu said, "Come here."
Wen Zhan was still thinking about it, but when he heard her words, he subconsciously followed her instructions and walked to the table obediently.
After walking a few steps, he remembered how he had been clinging to her in the afternoon, and his hands and feet immediately became stiff, and his face instantly turned red.
He walked to the table, lowered his head, not daring to look at Lu Yunchu, and his eyes naturally fell on the table.
Hey, why is there his bowl? Such a big bowl of white porridge, is it for him
The dumplings looked delicious. Unlike boiled dumplings, the surface of the dumplings was slightly oily and the skin was not so moist. They should be chewier than boiled dumplings. All the dumplings were attached to a custard egg pancake with sesame seeds sprinkled on top.
The food beside them looked strange. He had just wondered what it was made of, but after looking at it for a few more times, he still couldn't figure it out. However, he could guess that it was coated with flour and fried, so it looked golden and crispy, with a hint of oily aroma.
Lu Yunchu looked at Wen Zhan, who lowered his head, but because he was tall, Lu Yunchu, who was sitting on the bench, could still see half of his face.
His eyes involuntarily drifted towards the food, and it was obvious that he was really greedy.
"Aren't you going to eat?"
Wen Zhan's Adam's apple rolled and he buried his head even lower, using this action to express his guilt.
"Do you remember what you did this afternoon?"
Wen Zhan nodded.
"Nothing you want to tell me?"
Wen Zhan's ears were red as if they were about to bleed, and his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists. He was so ashamed that he didn't know what to say except to apologize.
When he was about to take out a pen and paper, Lu Yunchu interrupted him: "Okay, sit down and eat. There is so much, don't waste it."
In fact, Lu Yunchu was speaking normally, but from the guilty Wen Zhan's point of view, it seemed that he just didn't want to pay attention to him. He didn't want to listen to him at all.
He looked up at her helplessly, and saw her drinking porridge with her head down without saying a word. He suddenly became even more uneasy and sat down in front of her carefully.
He picked up the chopsticks tentatively, and when Lu Yunchu didn't respond, he quietly reached towards the eggplant box.
The eggplant box has a very crispy skin, and it makes a crunchy sound when you bite it. Under the thin flour is the eggplant slices that have been fried at high temperature and become very soft. They are moist and have the fragrance of eggplant. The watery taste neutralizes the greasiness of deep-frying. The meat inside is tender and fresh, with layers upon layers of rich taste.
Lu Yunchu ground the dried chilies into powder, mixed it with Sichuan pepper powder, pepper powder and salt as seasoning, and sprinkled a thin layer of body odor on the eggplant box, so the eggplant box still had a light fresh, salty and spicy aroma.
Wen Zhan liked this dish so much that even though the eggplant box was steaming hot, he couldn't help but quickly finish it bite by bite. Paired with white porridge, it was so delicious that he wanted to sigh.
Whenever he eats, his eyes sparkle. Not the kind of sparkle that a dog's eyes have, but a kind of sparkle that is full of surprise and novelty, hiding a smile and admiration, which makes the person who cooks feel very satisfied.
Lu Yunchu's inner speechlessness disappeared completely. Wen Zhan knew exactly how to please her. She pushed the plate of pot stickers in front of Wen Zhan.
Wen Zhan showed an expectant expression, raised his eyebrows slightly, his clear eyes flickered, and he subconsciously stretched out the chopsticks.
As the chopsticks flew in the air, he suddenly remembered that he was the one who made the mistake. He stopped immediately, his expression fell, and he carefully raised his eyes to look at Lu Yunchu.
Lu Yunchu didn't understand what was in his mind, and asked doubtfully, "You don't want to eat?"
Wen Zhan thought she was vehemently criticizing him, so he didn't dare to say anything more and immediately picked up his chopsticks.
As soon as he took the pot stickers in his mouth, Wen Zhan forgot his anxiety for a while.
Yun Chu is so amazing, how can he make every dish so delicious
The dumpling skin is very chewy, perfectly holding the hot soup inside. When you take a bite, the tender meat filling mixed with the soup falls into your mouth. It is delicious enough without any dipping dish.
One side of the dumplings is fried, crispy, with a hint of burnt aroma. The aroma of lard is mixed with the mellow flavor of egg liquid. It has the flavor of meat but is not greasy. It is very suitable for dinner with light porridge.
If one were to use actions to describe Wen Zhan's satisfaction, his heart had already begun to shake his head at this moment, but his appearance was still very calm and indifferent. He was very fast and finished half a bowl of white porridge in the blink of an eye.
After satisfying his craving for food for a while, reason finally overcame his appetite and reached its peak again. Wen Zhan began to feel uneasy.
If Yun Chusheng was born, would he still be able to eat these delicious foods in the future? Ah, why did he do such a stupid thing
Lu Yunchu wasn't very hungry, so she was full quickly. There was still a lot of food left on the table. She asked casually, "Can you finish it?"
As soon as she said this, Wen Zhan, who was distracted, was startled. He straightened up and nodded heavily with a serious face.
Lu Yunchu was about to stand up, but when he saw his expression, he asked suspiciously, "Are you sure? Don't eat too much, it will hurt your stomach."
Facing her questioning, Wen Zhan actually felt a little aggrieved.
This is his normal food intake.
He didn’t dare to say anything and could only nod with his eyes avoiding her gaze.
Lu Yunchu said, "Okay." Then he stood up, went for a walk in the yard to bask in the sunset, and disappeared.
Wen Zhan watched her walk out, and until her back completely disappeared from his sight, he quickly lowered his head and swept up the food.
Blow on the porridge and slurp it.
She picked up the pot stickers and ate one at a time, her cheeks bulging. Before she could swallow one, the next one was stuffed in. Her beautiful face bulged like a squirrel.
There are also eggplant boxes. They are not delicious when they are cold, so they must be eaten up quickly.
Lu Yunchu hadn't been strolling in the yard for long when Wen Zhan went to the kitchen with empty plates and bowls. She looked at his hands in surprise and found that everything was eaten up, even the porridge.
Her eyes fell on Wen Zhan's flat stomach and beautiful waistline, she couldn't believe it.
After eating, Wen Zhan felt comfortable and numb all over. He finally calmed down and began to think about what to do next.
The sun was about to set. Lu Yunchu watched it for a while, then turned to go back to the house. As soon as he entered, he was blocked by Wen Zhan.
She looked at Wen Zhan with a puzzled expression.
As soon as Wen Zhan's eyes fell on her face, he began to blush. If he remembered correctly, he kissed her several times this afternoon... But, he pulled his thoughts back to his senses, took out a folded piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Lu Yunchu.
Lu Yunchu took it and unfolded it. The first words he wrote were an apology.
She quickly scanned it and found a large piece of paper filled with densely written apologies, as if the author was a great sinner.
Not to mention that Lu Yunchu didn't give birth at all, even if she did, she would have lost consciousness after seeing such a long letter of apology.
She said, “Not really.” It’s not that serious.
She is so gentle, and she thinks she is so kind. Wen Zhan lowered his head and looked at her eagerly.
As soon as Lu Yunchu raised her eyes, he immediately averted his gaze, not daring to meet her gaze.
"Don't drink so much in the future." Lu Yunchu let the matter go, "You now know how much alcohol you can drink."
Wen Zhan shrank his head and nodded.
Lu Yunchu thought that the matter was over, and he went about his business as usual. When he washed up and lay down on the bed ready to go to sleep at night, Wen Zhan was still not here.
When she was extremely sleepy, Wen Zhan reluctantly walked to the bedside and carefully handed the notebook to her.
—Can I still sleep with you
Lu Yunchu was stunned for a moment: "Yes."
Wen Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, sat down beside the bed, and wrote a line of words with the help of an oil lamp.
—Then can I still stick with you
Lu Yunchu widened her eyes and looked at him. Wen Zhan's face was so hot that it was about to smoke, and she was too embarrassed to look at her.
"Uh, sure."
Wen Zhan breathed a sigh of relief and lay down next to her.
Lu Yunchu thought that everything was finally done and was about to close his eyes and go to sleep when Wen Zhan's small notebook appeared in front of him.
—Then you can…
There is a black circle behind it, which should be what was written and then hastily crossed out.
Lu Yunchu looked carefully and saw a very small figure behind the black ball. "Want a kiss?"
Lu Yunchu: …
"No, no, nothing is wrong." She was helpless. "I really am not dead, I swear."
Wen Zhan's arms froze, and he drew back the notebook with a click.
Lu Yunchu thought he had calmed down and was about to go to sleep when suddenly a large, soft creature came over, hugged her, and rubbed its head against her in a very gentle manner.
Lu Yunchu was stunned.
Wen Zhan pondered for an entire afternoon and found himself feeling very guilty about the shameless things he had done while drunk. However, after careful consideration, he realized that this kind of drunken madness was often something a person had wanted to do for a long time.
Seeing that Lu Yunchu didn't react, he carefully moved his head closer and touched her cheek.
His lips were very soft, small and itchy, not to mention being moved, Lu Yunchu was giving him face by not laughing.
She turned to look at Wen Zhan, who was very close to her. Although the oil lamp was dim, his eyes were shining, and his mouth corners were raised, smiling like a stupid cat that had stolen some dried fish.
She finally couldn't help but laughed, "You really have changed a lot."
Wen Zhan stopped smiling, the corners of his mouth drooped, the light in his eyes disappeared, his brows slightly furrowed, and he looked at her carefully.
Lu Yunchu answered his doubts: "It has become more delicate, soft, and sticky."
Wen Zhan sat up quickly, knelt beside her, took her hand, and wrote on her palm: I will correct it immediately.
"Who told you to change it?" Lu Yunchu grabbed his wrist with his backhand, "I like you like this, very relaxed, very clingy, as if you can't live without me."
Wen Zhan was stunned for a moment. It was not just like that. It was the fact.
Before he could react, Lu Yunchu pulled him and made him fall on top of him: "Very good, I like sticking to you too."
Before Wen Zhan could react, his stiff body softened.
Suddenly I heard her continue, "But there is a disadvantage to being like this."
He tensed up, raising himself up on his elbows to keep his weight from crushing her.
In this posture, his hair would slide down from his body to the front. It was cold and had a faint sheen like satin, and it made his body feel a little itchy when it brushed against his body.
When he was nervous, his brows would furrow slightly, revealing a trace of sadness as misty as smoke, which made his face look as cold as fragile ice and snow that would scatter at the slightest touch.
It is really hard to imagine that such a person would turn into a large coquettish creature when meeting her, sticking to her, nudging her shoulder with his head, and raising his head from time to time to give her a kiss to express his love.
Lu Yunchu's teeth itched and he grinned: "It became like this—"
She pulled Wen Zhan, turned over and sat on him, and said condescendingly: "You will be bullied."