Huo Licheng put on his clothes and came out. Cheng Cheng still covered his eyes. Huo Licheng took her hand off and said, "I'm hungry."
Cheng Cheng ran into the kitchen with a flushed face. She needed to slow down. Just now... what she had just now was too much of a challenge to her heart's ability to withstand stress.
His mind was in a mess, and he was thinking randomly without stopping. Soon, Cheng Cheng stir-fried three vegetables and cooked a soup.
The smell of food wafted from the restaurant. Huo Licheng closed the notebook in his hand and walked over to help serve the food. Cheng Cheng had lived here for several days, but today was her first time using the kitchen. She had previously thought that she could not move here. On the principle that things should not move, Cheng Cheng either ate something casually outside or instant noodles.
I don't know if it's because she's absent-minded or because the things here are not easy to use, but what Cheng Cheng made tonight was unsatisfactory and definitely not at her usual level.
Huo Licheng frowned. The taste was average. With his temper, he would have asked someone to make such a dinner again. But now, by some strange combination of circumstances, the always picky Master Huo could still eat it.
It was very quiet during the meal, with only the sound of clinking bowls and chopsticks. Cheng Cheng calmed down. The scene just now appeared in her mind, and she was so embarrassed that she didn't even dare to look at Huo Licheng.
His head was almost buried in the bowl. Cheng Cheng's face was originally small, but now his whole face was basically in the bowl. His short hair hanging on both sides made Huo Licheng feel that the person sitting opposite him was not a person, but a person. Black fur ball.
Master Huo was in a better mood and felt that these dishes actually tasted very good.
His eyes were filled with smiles. For a long time, after Master Huo had enough of admiring someone who turned himself into a fur ball, he finally said, "Cheng Cheng, is your head eating?"
When Cheng Cheng heard Huo Licheng's voice, he could only raise his head. There was a grain of rice on the hair on her forehead, and Huo Licheng laughed completely.
His eyes were bright, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he reached out to take the rice grains out of Cheng Cheng's hair: "So your hair also needs food."
Huo Licheng said, not forgetting to pinch Cheng Cheng's face.
Soft and feels good in hand.
Cheng Cheng has a small frame, so even though she is thin, she does not look skinny. She is soft and comfortable.
Facing the big boss, Cheng Cheng couldn't think of eating. He finally finished cleaning up, washed the dishes and chopsticks, and looked back at Huo Licheng, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room.
She had lived with Ning Zexuan before, but they could not be considered cohabiting that way. In order to save rent, they rented a small house with two bedrooms divided into four rooms. Ning Zexuan lived in one room with another male roommate. She lived in one room with another girl, and the other two rooms were occupied by two college couples.
Due to work, most of their co-tenants leave early and come back late. Sometimes only Cheng Cheng and Ning Zexuan are there. At that time, she cooks for Ning Zexuan like this, and then she cleans up, and Ning Zexuan goes back to the room to study stocks. Investment and so on.
The situation was obviously similar, but for some reason, Cheng Cheng felt that she felt an inexplicable sense of stability now that she was looking at Huo Licheng sitting on the sofa in the living room.
This feeling is difficult to describe in words. If I have to say it, it is as if this is their world and their home.
But... it's obviously not the case.
Cheng Cheng lowered his eyes and clenched his hands into fists. She had had enough infatuation and it was time for her to do something serious.