Those who like to cook are good people

Wu Ci was woken up by the sound of chopping vegetables. He sat up and rubbed his eyes and saw Yan Heng was standing there chopping vegetables, with the apron that Wu Ci gave him when he bought peanut oil hanging on his body.

"What are you cutting?" Wu Ci scratched his head and walked over, only to find that Yan Heng was cutting cucumbers.

"Fry some ham and cucumber tonight, go wash your face, I'm going to cook the meal." Yan Heng said.

Wu Ci looked at him and said, "Didn't you tell me what I did at night?"

"I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death when you get up." Yan Heng said expressionlessly.

Wu Ci smiled a little embarrassedly, smelling something fragrant, Wu Ci went to the side of the stove and reached out to lift the lid, the soup was boiling gurgling, as well as carrots and chopped green onions.

"It smells so good." Wu Ci took a spoon and took a sip of the soup.

"It's delicious!" Wu Ci said with his eyes narrowed in satisfaction.

Yan Heng smiled and said, "Just as long as you like it." It's best to like me.Yan Heng thought to himself.

Wu Ci turned his head to look at the clock and found that it was only five o'clock.

"Why is it only five o'clock, and it's not too late." Wu Ci thought for a while and asked Yan Heng, "Are you going out tonight?"

I really want to go to the concert, it’s not that I’m the only one at home again

"It's not that I want to go out." Yan Heng turned on the stove on the other side: "It's us who want to go out."

Wu Ci looked at him blankly and asked, "What do you mean?"

"A concert." Yan Heng glanced at him: "What's the point of me going alone. Didn't you also say that it's your favorite singer?"

Wu Ci nodded quickly.Then laughed.

It turned out to be going out with myself.Wu Ci's heart felt filled with a warm baby.It was warm and rising.