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The demands conveyed in Lu Cishu's eyes were so obvious that Ji Qinglin could understand it even if he didn't mean that, not to mention that he did mean that.

He said, with just the right amount of surprise: "Junior, will you help me?"

Well... I used the word "help". The shyness in his heart immediately disappeared into thin air because of this word. Lu Cishu pretended to be neither hurried nor slow as he nodded, and then said, "Yes, are you willing, senior?"

Of course Ji Qinglin was willing - but agreeing immediately was too inconsistent with his personality. After all, he usually behaved a bit particular. Although he was not the one eating the leftovers, of course he would not be particular if he went to eat Lu Cishu's leftovers, but at least he had to pretend at this moment.

So he looked a little embarrassed and asked, "But that's something I...have eaten, do you mind, junior?"

Why would Lu Cishu mind - it's so delicious... No, they are all boys, there is no need to be particular about it, and he is not a particularly picky person. What's more, Ji Qinglin is quite handsome, and it is not shameful to eat the food that he has already eaten.

So he said, "Why should I mind? It is very wrong to waste food."

After he finished saying this, Lu Cishu heard Ji Qinglin's laughter - well, anyway, just treat it as a laugh of praise.

Lu Cishu turned his head slightly, and at this moment he heard a small but crisp sound of a ceramic bowl falling on the marble. Lu Cishu looked over and saw Ji Qinglin retracting his handsome hand.

The bowl of noodles that made him feel a little embarrassed was also in front of him. At this time, Lu Cishu couldn't sleep so he ate this bowl of noodles. He looked at Ji Qinglin, and Ji Qinglin smiled at him, looking like a very gentle senior brother:

"Thank you, junior~"

Lu Cishu: "!!!" He lowered his head and started eating - Hmm, it's really delicious, why are they all fried eggs? His fried eggs are not as good-looking as others, how come they are so delicious? There is delicious soup when you bite into them.

Lu Cishu was so satisfied with the meal that if it weren’t for the little bit of rationality that reminded him to pay a little attention to his reputation, he would have almost drunk the rest of the noodle soup.

Lu Cishu restrained himself and put the bowl on the table. Because he wanted to come and eat for free in the future, he was particularly attentive. While collecting the bowl, he said to Ji Qinglin: "Brother, give me the cup over there!"

Ji Qinglin didn't give it to him, so Lu Cishu reached out to take it. The next second, Ji Qinglin held Lu Cishu's wrist. Lu Cishu was stunned for a moment, but then he remembered that it was not the first time that he held his wrist, so he didn't react much and just looked over in confusion.

Then he saw Ji Qinglin smiling like a gentleman, but he used the hand holding his wrist to gently pinch his wrist——

The temperature of Ji Qinglin's hand was slightly lower, and the touch was very obvious when it was placed on Lu Cishu's hand. However, it was summer, and Ji Qinglin was a young master with very delicate skin. This pinch did not hurt Lu Cishu, and it was quite comfortable. It just made him feel a little weird in his heart, but what was even weirder was what Ji Qinglin said. He said:

"Junior brother, you have such good skin, why do you need to wash the dishes? Senior brother can do it~" As he said that, he reached out and gently patted the skin on Lu Cishu's wrist——

How should I put it? If Senior Ji Qinglin hadn't had a serious expression on his face and clear eyes when he said this, Lu Cishu would have thought he was a pervert who molested men just by the two times he slapped his arm.

But the senior... well, his tone was full of concern, and the pat on his face was probably the same affectionate pat between an elder and a younger person... he couldn't think of it.

After Lu Cishu enlightened himself in this way, he came back to his senses and said:

"Senior, why are you saying such things? I've already eaten your food, but why don't you help me with any housework? I'll be embarrassed to come to your house next time if you're like this."

Ji Qinglin was the one who made the most detailed distinctions, but now he said to Lu Cishu:

"Cishu~ We are all boys, why are you so clear? We are from the same school, I am your senior, and we are neighbors. I am one year older than Cishu, so I can barely make you call me brother. We are all brothers, so isn't it normal for the younger brother to come to our house for dinner? Why do you have to be so clear? We don't care about those things anyway."

It’s true - Lu Cishu and Ji Qinglin both have money. Rather than saying that Lu Cishu feels embarrassed for always eating free meals and spending Ji Qinglin’s money to give way to Lu Cishu, it’s better to say that it’s too much trouble for Ji Qinglin to give way to Lu Cishu.

Moreover - Ji Qinglin said that he was his brother, so it was only natural for him to eat for free... Well, if someone else told Lu Cishu that he was his younger brother, Lu Cishu would definitely not be able to remain calm, but it was Ji Qinglin...

Lu Cishu obediently called him brother, and then asked: "Do you have a dishwasher at home? If not, I'll move the one from my kitchen over here~"

Ji Qinglin said yes, and just throw the bowls in after eating. In that case, Lu Cishu would not compete to wash the dishes.

Help Ji Qinglin clean the kitchen - Lu Cishu eagerly asked Ji Qinglin to play games.

In fact, this is because Ji Qinglin's cooking is delicious. If it is not delicious, Lu Cishu will take a bite and find an excuse to run back home and wait for takeout. It depends on fate when he will play games with Ji Qinglin.

But who made Ji Qinglin cook delicious food? Afraid of missing this opportunity to establish a good relationship with him, Lu Ci kept it in mind, afraid that Ji Qinglin would forget, so he said this to him when he saw that he was relaxed.

Ji Qinglin wiped his hands with a tissue: "Okay."

Lu Cishu asked him, "Brother, where are we going to play?" He wanted to play on the sofa! He didn't want to sit on the chairs in the restaurant anyway.

Ji Qinglin lowered his eyes: "Come with me."

Lu Cishu, who was completely unaware, talked to Ji Qinglin on the phone.