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Xing Jue made it according to the tutorial. Apart from the poor appearance, it actually smelled pretty good.

Under Xing Jue's attention, Chu Zheng took a taste.

"How about it?"

"It's...it's okay." It's indeed okay, but it's not particularly delicious.

After all, kitchens are basically intelligent, and the heat and ingredients are clearly stated.

As long as you follow the instructions and you are not a kitchen killer, the food you make will definitely be edible even if it is not delicious.

Xing Jue took a bite and frowned: "It's not very delicious."

After saying that, he said confidently: "It will taste better if I practice it a few more times."

Chuzheng: "You don't have to do this."

You are the eldest young master!

Hu Shuo would be pissed off if he knew you were a chef here.

Xing Jue said seriously: "But I want to cook it for my baby. Letting my baby eat the food I cooked by myself will give me a sense of accomplishment."

Isn't there a love skill that says, 'If you want to capture a woman's heart, you must first capture her stomach'?

This article has been regarded as truth since ancient times, and it must be reasonable!

Chuzheng touched his head and said calmly, "Eat."

-

Apart from that little robot, there were no other robots in Chuzheng's place, so after dinner, Xingjue had to put his things into the kitchen by himself.

Xing Jue packed up, put down his sleeves, and walked out.

He didn't see Chuzheng in the living room and looked towards the bedroom.

In the bedroom, the robot rolled around on the bed, and Chuzheng stood by the window, looking outside.

Xing Jue walked over, hugged her from behind, and kissed her: "Baby."

"You two have no shame, there are underage robots here, and it's against the law to lead others into harm's way!"

The robot yelled from behind.

Xing Jue let go of her and turned to look at the robot: "Why is it so cute?"

"It's a pity that no one loves you." The robot said faintly.

It's originally a milky voice, but it's pretending to be deep, making it funny no matter how you listen to it.

"Hmph, when you have a new love, you forget about your old love, and you don't want to think about who stayed up late with you in the past to spend time with you..."

The robot's little mouth kept chattering.

Chuzheng pointed to the door: "I don't need your company now, go out."

Robot: "..." Ruthless! !

The robot rolled to the ground, rolled downstairs, and shouted angrily at the door: "A new love that flows like water, an old love that is made from iron!"

After saying that, he fell down the stairs.

He rolled downstairs with a crackle, and then there were voices. He didn't know who he was talking to, and he looked very angry.

"Is it okay?"

"It's okay." Chuzheng has long been used to the way the robot twitches and teases from time to time.

"Who is it talking to?" There should be no one down there.

Chuzheng casually said, "Xingqiao." He must have been beeping with the two paper-throwing people.

Xing Jue: "Isn't Xingqiao leaving yet?"

Chuzheng: "He has to learn."

"……"All right. Xing Jue's eyes turned slightly and he held Chu Zheng's wrist: "I want to learn too."

"What do you want to learn?" Chuzheng was confused.

Xing Jue tapped his lips with his fingertips and spoke in a low voice, deliberately prolonging his tone: "Baby, teach me."

Chuzheng: "..." You've started again, haven't you? !

-

After Chuzheng taught her carefully and reviewed it countless times, the two of them lay on the bed side by side.

"Aren't you going back?" Chuzheng asked him.

"Well..." Xingjue turned over and hugged her, his voice still a little hoarse: "I want to sleep with the baby."

"Then go take a shower."

Xing Jue hesitated: "But I don't have any clothes to change."

Chuzheng gave advice: "Don't wear it."

"..."

Cruel or baby ruthless!

It’s easy to get 404 if you don’t wear it, so it’s definitely impossible. Chuzheng got a set of clothes without removing the tags from somewhere.

Xing Jue came out of the shower without drying his hair, and went straight into Chu Zheng's bed.

Chu Zheng's wet hair covered her body with water stains.

"Are you a dog?" Chuzheng pressed his head to prevent him from rubbing it: "Blow your hair!"

Xingjue: "Help me, baby."

Chuzheng didn't want to go down at all: "Go by yourself, you are not a child."

Xing Jue: "Then I won't brag."

Xingjue just lay down like that.

Chuzheng: "..."

Chuzheng took two deep breaths, resisted the urge to hit her, and took her into the bathroom to dry her hair.

Blow dry your hair and put the person on the bed: "Go to bed quickly."

There is still light in the room with the lights turned off, and the light of those small bottles is like stars shining in the deep space, indescribably gorgeous.

Xing Jue lay next to Chu Zheng and couldn't help but have thoughts about to move.

"Xing Jue, don't make trouble."

"Baby...don't you want to?" Xingjue whispered, "Haven't we done this before?"

"No." We didn't know each other before, there was a ghost.

Xing Jue was stunned for a moment, then said after a moment: "But now I want to..."

Chuzheng: "Xing Jue, you are still in a state of amnesia. I don't want to be at this time."

Xing Jue: "Then what if I never recover my memory?"

This is a good question.

Chuzheng: "Then when these things are over, we can discuss this issue again."

"……Um."

Xing Jue responded softly, hugged her and stopped talking.

Chuzheng kissed him on the forehead, but Xingjue didn't respond. His breathing was as steady as if he was asleep.

-

Clang——

Chuzheng was awakened by the sound, stretched out her hand to touch her side and found nothing.

The room was dark, and a strange figure stood between the door of the bedroom and the living room. There was a person bent over by the bed, covering his knees.

Chuzheng stood up, moved to the bed, and pulled the person to sit down: "What's wrong?"

Xing Jue grabbed Chu Zheng's wrist and said, "There is something."

Chuzheng turned on the light, and there was a paper-pierced figure standing at the door, with cheeks as red as a monkey's butt, which was weird and funny.

"Paper man?" It turned out to be a paper man.

He just saw someone standing there and was startled.

I thought it was something strange...

"Yeah." Chuzheng looked at the place where he pressed: "Did you hit it?"

Xingjue's attention was entirely focused on Zhizhiren, and he asked blankly: "How did it get up there?"

"Deserves a beating."

"???"

Chuzheng first carried the paper down and stuffed it into the cabinet.

Before closing the cabinet door, he threatened fiercely: "If you dare to run out again, I will kill you!"

The paper-tied man kept a strange yet polite smile.

Chuzheng closed the door, thought for a moment, found a lock, then went upstairs and locked the door.

Even if these two guys were running around in the past, they would only scare her at most.

Now that the little thing is here, what should I do if something goes wrong?

Xing Jue was still sitting on the edge of the bed, his pants rolled up by him, and he was rubbing his knees.

Chuzheng squatted next to him, took his hand away and looked at it: "Does it hurt?"

"Um……"

Chuzheng found some medicine for him to rub. Xingjue lowered his eyes and looked at the person who was helping him, his eyes couldn't help but be soft and gentle.

Chuzheng didn't pay attention to Xingjue. He took care of it in a few moments and roughly stuffed the person into the quilt.

Xing Jue rolled directly inside and fell asleep inside. He turned sideways and asked, "You haven't told me yet, how did it get up?"

"sleep."

"I can't understand, I can't sleep...well..."