Make a dish for him to eat.
Song Yaoyao: "..."
She originally thought that Huo Yunque was joking, but when she opened her eyes the next day, she saw Huo Yunque sitting beside her and reading a book.
She opened her mouth in surprise, "Brother, didn't you go to the company?"
Huo Yunque flipped through the book calmly, "There is no breakfast."
Song Yaoyao: "What?"
"breakfast."
Huo Yunque closed the book with a 'slap', turned his head, and stared at her seriously, "You do it."
Song Yaoyao: "???"
Dear brother, are you human
Song Yaoyao lay paralyzed on the bed, hugging the pillow and said, "My back hurts, I don't! I'm so tired..."
"In this case-"
Huo Yunque pursed his lips silently, got up and strode towards the cloakroom.
"That's it for the show, I'm going to the company."
Song Yaoyao shuddered and sat up abruptly.
"No no no I can!! I can still do it!"
Huo Yunque: "Oh."
you can not.
Early in the morning, Song Yaoyao's back was sore and her legs were weak, she leaned on the man like a pillar, and started baking bread with difficulty.
She thought to herself, with such a simple matter, she shouldn't make mistakes, right
result…
Song Yaoyao still overestimated herself.
She probably really has nothing to do with the kitchen in this life.
For the first time, because she forgot the time, the bread was battered.
The second time, the time was set and it was overbaked.
the third time…
the fourth time…
There are always various reasons that lead to Song Yaoyao's final failure.
"Snapped!"
Song Yaoyao pouted, and threw the hard, rock-like bread into the trash can with a mournful face, "I won't learn! I won't do it!"
After finishing speaking, she kicked and kicked, like an angry little animal, and rushed away angrily.
Huo Yunque, who was left behind, raised his eyebrows, twisted a piece of broken bread from the dinner plate and put it into his mouth.
After a long time, he smiled lowly, "Sure enough, it tastes terrible—"
After Song Yaoyao complained about this matter to Tang Xinrou, they laughed mercilessly in exchange.
She wished she could blow up the kitchen.
Yaoyao: I think my five elements conflict with the kitchen! It's that oven that's maliciously targeting me!
Rourou: Forget it, forget it, just study well.
Yaoyao: No way! My brother said, if I can't cook a meal for him, he won't allow me to eat dessert! Then what's the point of me being on the show!
Tang Xinrou in the dormitory frowned, holding her chin in deep thought.
That's a problem.
She thought and thought, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she snapped her fingers.
Rourou: Yes! you do as i say...
In a blink of an eye, it was night again.
Is Song Yaoyao the type to give up so easily? of course not!
The more frustrated she becomes, the more courageous she becomes, and she will never give up until she reaches her goal.
"Ka—"
The door opened.
Song Yaoyao's little heart suddenly rose to her throat, and bursts of hot air rushed towards her face, making her eyes watery and vacant.
She tugged at the quilt and covered it up to her chin.
I thought: From the outside, you must not be able to find it, right
right
"Don't sleep?"
Huo Yunque raised his hand to undo the button, and was stared at by Song Yaoyao, and he couldn't help but laugh when he reacted.
"Looking at me like that, what do you want to do?"
There is only one wall lamp turned on in the room, and the warm yellow tone is very soft. The girl blinked her eyes, didn't speak, just looked at him so innocently.
People watching it itch.
Huo Yunque took off his cuffs, threw them on the table, strode to the bed, and leaned over.
A slightly cool kiss was gently printed on Song Yaoyao's forehead.
He scratched Song Yaoyao's messy hair, as if coaxing a child, "I'll take a bath first, be good, huh?"