Be salted fish in paranoid literature

Xu Ruchi looked at Qin Sheng in frustration, hoping that the other party would change his mind.You can't blame him for the problem of not growing fat on his body. He obviously eats well, but who knows that if he doesn't worry about it, he will lose the scale instead.

"You can't touch your phone today"

As soon as Qin Sheng finished speaking, he saw that Xu Ruchi was like a withered rose, with all the leaves drooping.

Games are that important?Qin Sheng frowned.

"But if I find that you have lost weight again, I will have to get a nutritional injection."

Xu Ruchi: "??"

No, it turns out that the nutritional injection link is a must?

Xu Ruchi was spread out on the dining table, looking at his wrist dismal, really incomprehensible.How come he is so thin and weak as a big man, and he can't gain weight no matter how long he grows.

what the hell...

After watching Qin Sheng off to work very respectfully, Xu Ruchi raised his legs and wanted to go back to sleep, there was nothing else to do anyway.

But just as he was about to leave, Zhang Ma stopped him.

"Mr. Xu, you can't go back to sleep~"

Xu Ruchi tilted his head in doubt, as if he couldn't understand what Mama Zhang was talking about?Is there something wrong?

"Is there something wrong?" Xu Ruchi asked directly, and sat back in his original seat.

Mama Zhang saw Xu Ruchi didn't know anything, so she didn't quite understand why the young master didn't tell Mr. Xu anything, but always asked them servants to inform him.She took out a glass bowl from the kitchen and put it in front of Xu Ruchi, then patiently explained:

"The young master thought that you might be going to bed again at home, so he ordered us to find something for you to do."

Xu Ru looked at the pots, bowls and bowls in front of him in puzzlement, and there was a big bag of flour, and asked suspiciously, "So, what am I going to do now?"

After packing up the things, Mama Zhang sat across from Xu Ruchi, and while pouring out the flour, she greeted Xu Ruchi, "Hurry up, hurry up, wash your hands first..."

Although Xu Ruchi didn't know what he should do at all, he still went to wash his hands in a daze.

then

Then Xu Ruchi started to learn how to make dumplings with Zhang Ma...

Xu Ruchi looked at the sticky flour scum on his hands, and asked Mama Zhang very suspiciously: "Is this made--can I eat it?"

Zhang Ma heard the words and took a look at the mess in front of Xu Ruchi, but said with a bit of guilt:

"What are you talking about? Of course, you are already very talented!"

Xu Ruchi raised his eyes and looked at Mama Zhang's unchanging face, thinking that his talent might be mixed with a lot of water.

After all, he had nothing to do, and there were only Mama Zhang and the housekeeper in the villa, so Xu Ruchi felt quite comfortable, especially without Qin Sheng.

The weather is also very good today, and Xu Ruchi looked at the rows of "dumplings" of different shapes that he had made while bathing in the sun with great satisfaction.

Without a word, Zhang Ma picked up a dumpling in the style of "baozi" made by Xu Ruchi, and asked incomprehensibly, "Xiao Xu, can't we make buns another day? Why do you want to make dumplings like buns?"

At this time, Xu Ruchi had completely regarded the noodles used for making dumplings as plasticine, and gave full play to his imagination.

"It's okay, Mama Zhang, it's time for you to cook these and let me eat them."

Zhang Ma looked at Xu Ruchi with caring eyes for the mentally handicapped, wondering if she should tell him that she was doing the young master's "Love Bento".

As time passed by, Xu Ruchi's army of ugly dumplings had begun to take shape, filling almost half of the dining table.

Xu Ruchi successfully made up for the regret that his mother didn't let him get close to the kitchen when he was a child, and happily made dumplings to his liking.

When Mama Zhang started serving dumplings, Xu Ruchi waited eagerly.

Zhang's mother was really relieved to see his good-looking baby, but when she turned her head to look at the things cooking in the pot, her face suddenly became sad.

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Ma still explained: "Well, Xiao Xu, this meal is actually for the young master."

"?"

"Firstly, I want to see how well you have done at home, and secondly, to see if you are obedient..."

Xu Ru conditioned reflexively to filter out the bunch of explanations that Zhang Ma said afterwards, and now he only got one important piece of information in his mind, that is, Qin Sheng would actually eat his cooking.

Really a warrior!

In other words, he has a free tasting kit!

After Zhang Ma said these words, she was surprised to find that instead of being nervous or worried, Xu Ruchi was eager to try.

"Then let's pack the dumplings quickly!"

Zhang Ma didn't want to hurt Xu Ruchi's self-confidence, so she simply put the hard "baozi" dumplings rolling in the pot into the lunch box.

……

"So what do you want to do with the suburban planning document? Xing Yun is not a good person." Zhou Sui sat in Qin Sheng's office, and put the documents he had read on the other's desk, "Why don't you Don't talk about the land on the outskirts of the city..."

Speaking of this, Zhou Sui suddenly saw Qin Sheng's eyes.

"That's right, I won't say anything." Zhou Sui raised his hand as a sign of surrender.

At this time, the assistant came in from the door, holding a lunch box in his hand.

"Yo!" Zhou Sui jumped out of the chair, took the lunch box with a little novelty, and waved to the assistant to signal him to go back, then looked at Qin Sheng, "Why do you bring a lunch box? You have been in good health recently?"

Qin Sheng didn't speak, but looked down at Zhou Sui's movement of opening the lunch box, and didn't stop him.

While opening the lunch box excitedly, Zhou Sui felt a little weird again, and raised his eyes to Qin Sheng: "Aren't you curious about your meal?"

"Open."

Zhou Sui opened the lunch box suspiciously, and steam came out like a cloud.

Qin Sheng looked up and found that it was full of dumplings of different shapes, most of them were in the shape of steamed stuffed buns.

Chih, it was something he could make.

"What is this?" Zhou Sui had to admit that he had never seen such a novelty dumpling since he was born. "This is definitely not made by Zhang Ma. Who made it?"

Qin Sheng took the lunch box from Zhou Sui who had a question mark on his face, intending to take a closer look at it.

Zhou Sui felt that the situation was very wrong, and recalled the incident a few days ago, and tentatively asked, "Your little engineer did it, right?!"

Seeing that Qin Sheng didn't answer, Zhou Sui became even more excited.

"So not only was he not angry with your behavior, but he also cooked for you?!" Zhou Sui thought this was incredible. This person might have Stockholm syndrome, "Didn't Meng Linxu be called by you last time?" Yet?"

"It's all right now?" Zhou Sui continued to ask without fear of death.

Qin Sheng raised his eyes and looked at him coldly, the impatience in his eyes gradually increased.

Zhou·Quiet as a Chicken·Sui: "I'm leaving now, and I won't disturb your old man's meal."

But just when Zhou Sui was about to leave, Qin Sheng stopped him suddenly, and Zhou Sui looked at him puzzled.

"Have a taste."

Zhou Sui looked at the strangely shaped dumplings, and then at Qin Sheng's serious face.

I don't really want to eat~

But in the end Zhou Sui picked up the fork despite the pressure, forked a dumpling in the shape of a "baozi" and put it in his mouth.

"How about it?"

Zhou Sui's face changed when he ate it. He originally wanted to complain directly, but then he thought that this was done by that little engineer, Qin Sheng. If he complained in front of Qin Sheng, he didn't want to live, right?

So I thought about it for a long time and said, "Uh... the dumpling stuffing is quite delicious."

"..."

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Xu Ruchi seemed to have found the joy of cooking. After working with Zhang Ma all afternoon, he didn't have any complaints, but was full of energy.

On the contrary, Zhang Ma watched the flour flying around, and persuaded Xu Ruchi with some heartache: "Why don't we make it, or let Zhang Ma make this dinner by herself?"

Xu Ruchi originally wanted to try the unfinished baked apple slices from his childhood!But seeing Zhang Ma's sincerity, it's not easy for him to go on.

"I may not be very good at cooking. I'm sorry, Mama Zhang, to make you mess up."

Xu Ruchi shook the flour off his hands in embarrassment, smiled gently at Mama Zhang, and sat back at the dining table in a very sensible manner.

When Qin Sheng came back, what he saw was Xu Ruchi who was obediently drinking milk sitting at the dining table. He seemed to be in peace, if he didn't see the flour residue sticking to Xu Ruchi's hair.

"You're back." Xu Ruchi raised his head and finished drinking the milk, licked the milk stains from the corner of his mouth and looked at Qin Sheng.

When you come back, it means that you can cook for yourself!

Looking at the person in front of him with bright eyes waiting for him to go home, Qin Sheng rarely felt a little human touch in this cold villa.

I'm in a good mood

He walked up to Xu Ruchi, started to smooth the flour sticking to Xu Ruchi's hair, and asked softly, "What are you doing at home?"

Xu Ruchi felt very uncomfortable, and immediately freed his head from Qin Sheng's hands, then looked back to see if Zhang Ma's food was served, and then reported to Qin Sheng:

"Cooking! Didn't I send it to you?"

"Don't touch your head, you won't grow tall!" Xu Ruchi added solemnly.

Qin Sheng seemed to think that Xu Ruchi like this was very interesting, so he simply let go of his disguise, scratched Xu Ruchi's chin with his hand and questioned:

"How tall do you think you are?"

Xu Ruchi frowned, and just wanted to express his dissatisfaction at being teased by Qin Sheng like a cat, and asked suspiciously after listening to the words:

"I'm not 1.8 meters two?"

Just after saying this, Xu Ruchi heard Qin Sheng laughing sullenly.

"!!"

No way?Is he short? !

Xu Ruzhi stood up suddenly, and asked in disbelief, "How tall am I?"

To be honest, he really didn't think about how tall he was before. On the one hand, the original text didn't say how tall "Xu Ruchi" was, and on the other hand, the red scar made Xu Ruchi sure that it must be his body, but why? There is no way to know if it will be weak like this.

Qin Sheng must be the perfect proportion in the author's writing, so Xu Ruchi is not surprised to find that the other party is so much taller than himself.It is normal to think that I am shorter than the protagonist, there is no need to be small.

But

He doesn't even have his own height in the original world? !

Seeing Xu Ruchi react so strongly, Qin Sheng's eyes flashed a dim light, but he still continued the expression just now, and asked in a low voice:

"You were 1.8 meters two before?"

Xu Ruchi didn't care about Qin Sheng's tone, but said to Qin Sheng very seriously:

"I want to measure my height!"

Qin Sheng couldn't quite understand why Xu Ruchi cared so much about the issue of height, but he said lazily, "There is no ruler at home."

Aside from the kitchen, Mama Zhang looked at her young master suspiciously, and said clearly in her eyes: When is the family gone?

But after seeing the young master's eyes, Zhang Ma had no choice but to keep her mouth shut. After all, she didn't need to interfere with the master's affairs.

Xu Ruchi sighed helplessly when he heard this, and leaned back on the table again, feeling very sad in his heart.

Originally, he thought that although his body became so fragile for some reason, it was enough to lose his masculine dignity, and he used this as an excuse even if he was hugged by Qin Sheng.

But now his only hole card - the height is actually different?

Then he is afraid that he will become a pure waste.

Xu Ruchi felt very angry when he thought of this!What kind of book-wearing bug is this?

It's my own body, it's true that I don't need to respond, but there's no need to add the negative characteristics of the original owner, right?

Short and thin, thinking of the dizziness this morning, Xu Ruchi added: "Crispy skin!"

"Isn't it enough?" Qin Sheng said at this moment.

Xu Ruchi looked up at Qin Sheng suspiciously, and said sullenly, "Isn't there no ruler?"

But just after he finished asking, Qin Sheng bent over and suddenly pulled him up, and the back of Xu Ruchi's head directly hit Qin Sheng's hard chest because of inertia, causing him to burst into tears.Xu Ru's conditioned reflex was like covering his head with his hands, but the movement of raising his hands was abruptly cut off by Qin Sheng.

Because the other party directly touched his hand and clasped his fingers very easily, Xu Ruchi was tightly imprisoned.

He couldn't see the other person's face, but he was so close to him, Xu Ruchi was seldom a little scared.

"Don't move, stand still."

The other party's breath swept over his hair, as if he intended to directly use himself as a reference to estimate his height.

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The author says:

I just shrunk it? !