perfect life

The next day, He Zihan and Chen Qiran went out to school together.It was only then that He Zihan realized that Chen Qiran's house was so close to the school, it took only 5 minutes to walk there.No wonder he didn't get up until 7 o'clock in the morning, finished his breakfast, and arrived at the school slowly. When he walked into the classroom, he found that it was only 7:45.

What happened yesterday didn't make He Zihan have any more feelings for Chen Qiran.

Usually his lunch is cold buns bought at the bun shop on the way home, but now, this is impossible.Chen Qiran didn't bring back his bicycle. The original shed was too far away from the school, and it was impossible to walk there.

But He Zihan is not familiar with the vicinity of the school at all. He only knows that the food in this area is the most expensive in City C. A bowl of noodles costs 12 yuan, which he simply cannot afford.

So, when class was over in the morning and everyone rushed out for lunch, He Zihan was a little at a loss.He subconsciously looked out the window, there was no bicycle belonging to him there.

Quickly collected his emotions, He Zihan followed the flow of people and hurried downstairs - he wanted to get rid of Chen Qiran.He didn't want him to see him in such distress, he didn't need Chen Qiran's sympathy.

After finally walking downstairs from the 4th floor, he found that Chen Qiran, who should have been left behind by him, was already standing downstairs without anyone noticing.He Zihan wanted to pretend he didn't see him and walked over quickly, but he heard Chen Qiran calling his name.

"He Zihan, I'm here!"

"..."

In desperation, He Zihan could only walk towards the place where Chen Qiran was standing - the other party only took him in yesterday, and today he will not show mercy to him, and it is not good to be in such a public place.

"what's up?"

"It's okay, I just call you to go home and have dinner together."

"Go home for dinner?"

"Yeah, I usually go home for dinner. Anyway, the lunch break is very long, but it still takes some time to cook, so let's go."

"..."

"Why are you standing still?"

"Oh……"

Chen Qiran was wearing an off-white cotton T-shirt, dark blue slacks, and a crimson apron. He looked like a housewife—but the gender was male.

Chen Qiran was a lot taller than He Zihan, He Zihan was standing by the kitchen door, Chen Qiran was afraid that he would be smoked by the oil, so he was about to push him out, but He Zihan stood there motionless, making it clear that "I just want to Watch you cook" posture.

Chen Qiran knew that he had no choice but to turn on the range hood to the maximum, and by the way, turn on all the exhaust fans in the kitchen, so as not to smoke He Zihan.

He Zihan didn't know that Chen Qiran turned on those machines one by one because he was afraid that he would be smoked by the oil. He thought these were necessary steps for cooking, but he didn't know that Chen Qiran's range hood was very good at absorbing oil, basically there would be no waste. The oily smoke, it's just that Chen Qiran was eager to protect He Zihan, and didn't want him to be exposed to oily smoke, for fear that it would be bad for his lungs.

He Zihan stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at Chen Qiran as if he had conjured up several hands. Here he was washing and chopping vegetables quickly, while the oil had already been poured into the pot on the stove over there.The casserole on the left is still simmering, and the wok on the right has already finished frying several dishes.

The lunch menu is still rich: Kung Pao chicken, eggplant with minced meat, stir-fried three delicacies, boiled prawns, vinegared cabbage and a black-bone chicken soup.

He Zihan was holding his rice bowl, not knowing which one to eat first.

Seeing that he was not moving with the chopsticks, Chen Qiran became a little flustered. "What's the matter? These dishes are not to your liking? I'm sorry, I didn't ask you what you like to eat first, so I chose a few more popular dishes. If you don't like it..."

"No."

"Then who are you?"

"I don't know which one to eat first..."

He Zihan's voice was like a mosquito, but Chen Qiran still heard it, and for some reason, a warm current flowed through his heart.

"Let's try this first, minced meat and eggplant. I made this minced meat sauce last night. It should be very tasty today. The eggplant was fried first, but the oil has been drained. It's not greasy. You can eat it." look."

He Zihan picked up a piece of eggplant with a little minced meat on it. It looked like a very hard eggplant, but unexpectedly it melted in the mouth, so soft that it seemed to melt into the mouth.

In the previous 16 years of life, He Zihan never knew that men could also cook.After getting to know Chen Qiran, he not only knew this man's love for the kitchen, but also realized that a man can cook so deliciously! !

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I'm very hungry.

Maybe some children want to ask, why He Zihan thinks that Chen Qiran cooks so delicious... In fact, Chen Xiaogong (or let him do it?) Originally, Chen Xiaogong was very good at cooking, and besides, what He Zihan ate before was all Cold buns!

Where has he enjoyed the profound Chinese food~!