Just assuming that the servant didn't know his preferences and had prepared everything, she didn't think too much.
I took out the ingredients for two people, originally wanting to make my own Italian dish.
However, thinking of Qing Muchen's words last time, she resisted the urge and made a meal instead.
French cuisine has always been more complex, with many procedures and is very particular.
Xixi is a novice in this area, but she has a very high IQ and learns things quickly. It took her more than two hours to make something that looks good.
Dinner was settled in the villa with Qing Muchen.
It was almost ten o'clock when we finished our meal.
Qing Muchen seemed to have no intention of leaving. After walking out of the restaurant, he sat down on the sofa with a notebook and then got into work.
Xixi stood quietly waiting for him, taking out her phone from time to time to check the time.
At eleven o'clock, she tried to interrupt him once, "Are we going back?"
Qing Muchen was focused on his work and didn't know if he heard her words.
Xixi pretended that she had not asked and continued to wait by the side.
At twelve o'clock, she interrupted him again, "It's getting late, shouldn't it be time to go back?"
As if she was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hear, she deliberately raised the decibel level.
The room was already quiet, but when her voice amplified, the entire living room seemed to be echoing in silence.
A few seconds of dead silence.
Qing Muchen's face, which had always been drooping, slowly lifted up, and his eyes turned to her at an extremely slow speed.
Xixi looked at him calmly, waiting for his answer calmly.
Qing Muchen's narrow eyes squinted at her, his gaze fell on her face inch by inch, and he looked her up and down several times. Then, he uttered a sentence, "Did I say I would go back tonight?"
The expression on Xixi's face froze, and the gaze on him became cold.
He doesn't plan to go back
"Go upstairs and make a room to sleep." Qing Muchen said to her, as if he had no intention of chatting with her anymore. His eyes fell back on the notebook in his hand, and his fingertips flicked on it. Work started again.
As soon as he got into work, it was as if Xixi didn't exist and his face never looked up again.
Xixi stood stiffly in the living room for a long time, and was forced to go upstairs helplessly.
After walking through the long corridor, she went straight to the corner at the end and found a room at the end.
Qing Muchen's room should be cleaned every day. It is very clean and does not require her to tidy it up.
When Xixi chose the room, she actually chose it at random. She simply thought that the corner would be quieter and didn't think too much about it.
After washing up, I took the bed quilt and went to the terrace. I curled up on the sofa on the balcony and was already asleep. The lights on the balcony next door suddenly turned on.
The hazy halo of light refracted to where she was through the balcony next to her. The sudden light after a long period of darkness made Xixi's closed eyes suddenly open.
She raised her hand to block her vision, turned her head sideways, and looked towards the next room.
Qing Muchen stood on the balcony next door, his tall figure standing straight in the night, looking at her with disdain, as if looking at stray cats and dogs that he occasionally met on the road.
Xixi was stunned for a few seconds by his gaze, and reflexively pulled the hem of her skirt down. Her face looked a little uncomfortable.
"I chose a room at will!" As if she was afraid that he would misunderstand, she explained first.
"Really?" Qing Muchen's voice was very calm and did not reveal too much emotion.