Mrs. Lu, Mr. Lu will come back and spend the night tonight.

Wenrou said she would cook lunch, and Gong Ze said, "Okay."

Originally, he wanted to go to the gallery to hand over some work, but Wenrou said she would cook, and Miyazawa agreed for some reason.

This was his first weekend with Wenrou, and he didn't want to disappoint her.

So after the two of them finished breakfast, Wenrou started buying ingredients online and had them delivered to their home.

On the side, Miyazawa watched Wenrou buying things with her mobile phone and asking him what he wanted to eat. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"My beef is pretty good, would you like to try it?"

"it is good."

Responding to the gentle words, Miyazawa didn't know what to say for a moment. He thought they were going to the supermarket together and thought they were going to buy things in the supermarket.

As a result, she buys all her food online and has it delivered to her home.

However, this is very much like her strong woman persona and her research style, clean and neat.

Half an hour after Wenrou placed the order, the doorbell rang.

In the living room, when Miyazawa was about to get up to open the door, Wenrou suddenly rushed out of the room, walked in front of him and said, "My, my, these are the ingredients I just bought, let me open the door."

"..." Seeing her gentle and excited look, Miyazawa felt both sad and amused.

I also discovered that when she is not on guard and gets along well with others, she is quite cute.

She is not completely engaged in scientific research.

She entered the house carrying a large bag of food. Seeing Miyazawa looking at her, she smiled gently and said, "I also bought some snacks and fruits." She added, "Don't worry about lunch. Leave it to me."

As she spoke, she went into the kitchen carrying a large bag of ingredients.

She usually pays more attention to work, and when she takes a break occasionally, she doesn't often stay with Lin Hao, because Lin Hao also has his own job and he also needs to be busy, so Wenrou likes to cook.

Make a delicious meal for grandpa and make a delicious meal for dad.

This was a little joy in her life.

In the kitchen, when Wenrou was busy organizing the ingredients, she couldn't help but hum a little tune while looking at the fresh vegetables and meat.

In the living room, Miyazawa's eyes occasionally looked towards the kitchen. Seeing Wenrou was very happy, he couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth into a smile.

Then he stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Even though Wenrou had just told him not to come over and said she could cook by herself.

"Do you need my help?" Miyazawa asked.

Wearing an apron, she turned to look at Gong Ze gently and said with a smile: "No, I can handle it by myself, you go and do your own thing."

When Wenrou is in the kitchen, she doesn't like others to come and help her, as she thinks it is a disturbance.

Since Wenrou didn't need his help, Gongze didn't offer to help, but he didn't go over to her either. He just leaned beside her and watched Wenrou pack the ingredients neatly.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been doing experiments for a long time, but I’m very skilled at washing vegetables gently and processing meat, and my techniques are different from others.

Seeing her clean the ribs and put them into the pot to remove the blood, and then cut the beef into pieces skillfully, Gong Ze couldn't help but ask: "You seem to be good at cooking?"

She turned to look at Miyazawa and said gently, "It's OK." She continued to work while saying, "Sometimes when I'm free and have nothing to do, I cook for myself. Cooking is actually very interesting."

She spoke gently and quietly, and Miyazawa listened quietly.

What Miyazawa admired very much was that Wenrou was very efficient and could handle things very well without any help from others.

Seeing that Gong Ze had been standing by and had not left, Wenrou felt that he was too idle to do anything, just like she usually felt guilty for not doing anything, so she handed him a garlic and said, "Please help me peel the garlic. It's better to wear gloves, otherwise your hands will smell."

Although Wenrou is efficient, she is also very particular and protective of her hands.

She didn't like wearing disposable gloves, so she wore surgical gloves instead, which didn't get in the way while she was working.

"Okay." Taking the garlic that Wenrou handed to him, Miyazawa followed her advice and put on the gloves.

After a while, after he finished peeling the garlic, he saw Wenrou was ready to cook, so Gong Ze carefully arranged the vegetables and washed them.

Looking back at Miyazawa, she saw that there was something going on in his eyes. He would find something to do without being told. Wenrou couldn't help but smile.

At the same time, she also thought of Lin Hao.

Before she broke up with Lin Hao, she would sometimes go to his house to help him cook. Although Lin Hao praised her a lot, he never helped her. Occasionally, when classmates and friends were around, he would play games with them, and then call them to eat after she finished her work.

At that time, she didn't think anything of it and didn't realize that Lin Hao had to help her.

But now, Gong Ze took the initiative to help her, and even when he was not working, he would stay by her side and talk to her. Wenrou suddenly felt that it was the right choice not to marry Lin Hao.

Looking back now, she realized that Lin Hao's love for her was more lip service, and he would not sacrifice any of his own interests to help her.

It was as if she did everything for him and it was her duty to follow his lead.

He was a selfish person. If not, how could he betray their feelings, how could he let her be the last one to know, and how could he shamelessly come to her after getting engaged to Ning Xue.

The past came flooding back, and Wenrou found that every time she thought of Lin Hao, she felt more relieved than before.

Thinking of him now, and thinking that she was not with him, she suddenly felt fortunate and thankful.

After working in the kitchen for the whole morning, Wenrou finally finished cooking several dishes at noon. Finally, she opened the pot of stew, sprinkled some chopped green onions and pepper into the pot and said, "Okay, it's time to eat."

Miyazawa was a little surprised when he looked at the gentle craftsmanship, the dishes of beef brisket stewed with potatoes and tomatoes, the braised small mandarin fish, the pork ribs and mushroom chicken soup, as well as a cold dish and green vegetables.

It could be seen that Wenrou’s cooking skills would be good, but he didn’t expect that Wenrou’s cooking skills were so good, with good color, aroma and taste. It was no exaggeration to say that she was not inferior to the great chefs in the restaurant.

Because she also knew how to carve, she decorated the dishes and carved some flowers on them.

"Wenrou, your cooking skills surprise me." Looking at Wenrou, Miyazawa felt that he didn't know her very well.

At least he didn't understand her in real life.

Miyazawa's compliment made him smile gently and said, "It's not that great, just a little hobby, eating."

As they talked, the two of them brought the dishes to the dining room. While Miyazawa was serving her rice, Wenrou took out the juice from the refrigerator.

After a hard morning's work, she had to reward herself.

She also poured juice for Miyazawa. Their first weekend lunch together looked quite ceremonial.

After taking a sip of the ice juice, Wenrou felt refreshed.