mandatory agreement

Meeting Wei Ze somewhat affected Zhou Xing's mood, but when he walked into the gate of the villa with a gift bag, his mood became exceptionally happy again.

"Sara, where is Lu Zheng?" Zhou Xing asked impatiently as soon as he stepped into the door.

"He's in the kitchen on the left side of the first floor, Mr. Zhou." Sara cut into a gentle female voice today, which made Zhou Xing a little uncomfortable.

"What is he doing?"

"He's trying to make a cake."

"Okay, I'll go find him, thank you Sarah."

"you are welcome."

Zhou Xing still felt awkward, but he was too embarrassed to express his thoughts to Sara, so he went to Lu Zheng with a gift bag.

The kitchen was at the end of the left corridor on the first floor, and Zhou Xing could smell burnt food less than 10 meters from the kitchen door.

He quickened his pace, pushed open the door suddenly, and asked, "Did you hurt yourself?"

Lu Zheng smiled in astonishment, wiped off the remaining flour on his hands with his apron, and replied, "No, it was burnt in the last furnace. I'm trying to make a new one."

"That's good." Zhou Xing heaved a sigh of relief, only to realize that Lu Zheng was dressed extraordinarily homely today. A dark brown apron was loosely put on over the beige cotton pajamas. Strong, but more warm and charming.

"What are you staring at me for?" Lu Zheng raised his hand and yawned a little.

"You look good like this," Zhou Xing said while passing the gift bag in his hand, "Here is your gift."

"That's it?" Lu Zheng refused to answer.

"Ok?"

"It should be more ritualistic."

"What ritual do you want?"

Lu Zheng sighed softly and said, "You don't understand anyway."

After saying this, he stretched out his hand, seemingly wanting to receive a gift.

Zhou Xing didn't hand it to him, but reached out to take out the gift box, and put the bag aside casually.Zhou Xing had never done such a thing before, but his movements were very natural - he knelt on the ground on one knee, handed the gift box with both hands, and said, "Is this okay?"

"You seem to be proposing like this," Lu Zheng smiled and took the gift box, "I'm just joking, I know there can't be a ring in it."

Zhou Xing saw clearly the disappointment in Lu Zheng's smile, he put the tip of his tongue between his teeth, reminded himself to calm down with a slight pain, and slowly stood up straight.

Lu Zheng unpacked the gift box, revealing the beautiful cufflinks. He nodded slightly and said, "It's very beautiful. I like this gift very much."

"Just like it." Zhou Xing looked around and found a new topic, "You want to make a cake? What can I do for you?"

"I'm going to make a honey cake, and I don't need you to do anything for now..."

"Sir, according to your current study progress, if there is no assistance from others, maybe this afternoon..."

Sara's moving female voice came to an abrupt end, and Lu Zheng let go of the bracelet, and said calmly, "I don't need you to do anything?"

Zhou Xing suppressed his laughter and said with a good temper: "But I want to learn from you, can I stay in the kitchen? We haven't made cakes together yet."

Lu Zheng couldn't find any reason for the refusal, as if he was a bit reluctant, he said: "Okay, then you can stay together."

Sara thoughtfully presented Zhou Xing with an apron of the same style as that of Lu Zheng, and said in a female voice, "Please put it on."

"Sara—I don't like your female voice." Lu Zheng said loudly.

"Okay, I'll change it right away." This sentence has switched to the usual male voice in the past.

After Zhou Xing fastened his apron, watching this scene, a thought suddenly popped up in his mind—Sara was not at all like an artificial intelligence, but rather like a close friend of Lu Zheng, who didn’t need to shy away from anything.

Thinking of this, he was sincerely happy for Lu Zheng. At least after he chose to leave, Lu Zheng still had "people" to accompany him, so he wouldn't be alone.

"Look at me—" Lu Zheng noticed Zhou Xing's distraction, and stretched out his hand to cover Zhou Xing's eyes.

Zhou Xing suddenly came back to his senses: "Look at you."

Lu Zheng put down his hands in satisfaction and said, "I'll teach you how to make cakes."

"it is good."

Three or ten minutes later, the positions of the teacher and the students changed quietly, and Zhou Xing began to say in a particularly gentle tone, "Put this down, and I'll do it."

"There should be no water in that basin, it needs to be wiped off."

"You did a great job, maybe it would be better if you could stir it for another 10 minutes."

Finally, Lu Zheng got tired of playing, and casually pushed the materials in the direction of Zhou Xing, and said, "You do it."

"Okay, would you like to go and rest for a while?"

"No." Lu Zheng flatly refused, and hugged Zhou Xing from behind, "I want to watch you do it."

"Okay." Zhou Xing turned his head to the side, and gently pressed Lu Zheng, "It will be ready soon."

The honey cakes in this oven are exceptional, not far behind the Chef's.Lu Zheng reached out to grab a small piece of cake, then remembered something, and gestured to Zhou Xing with his eyes.

"You eat first, while it's hot." Zhou Xing replied softly.

Lu Zheng no longer had any worries, and ate the cake piece by piece.

"what about the taste?"

"delicious."

"You're so cute."

"Huh?" Lu Zheng still had the cake in his mouth, and looked up, even with a sense of cuteness.

"I didn't say anything just now." Zhou Xing wanted to cover up.

Lu Zheng simply grabbed a piece of cake, handed it to Zhou Xing's mouth, and coaxed him: "Try your taste?"

Zhou Xing lowered his head and bit the cake, and licked the place where he shouldn't have licked, and said, "Your taste is good too."

"You've really gone bad."

"Didn't you teach it yourself?"

The eyes of the two people intertwined, and they both received the other's unfinished words. There were only a few pieces of cake on the plate, and the two people in the kitchen had already left the kitchen and went to the place where they should go to do what they should do.