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Shen Zhen suddenly stopped and pulled Wang Ye, "Well, I'm a little hungry, can you make me something to eat?"

Is this possible?

Of course it will work!

Wang Ye was so distressed that he almost died. "You must not have eaten well or slept well these days. Please sit on the sofa and wait for a while. I will make it for you now."

Shen Zhen nodded obediently and even touched Wang Ye's face. Wang Ye immediately became energetic as if he was electrified.

It's just a few injuries from being beaten, but it's nothing now.

But when passing by the muscular man, Wang Ye couldn't help but frown and glance at him, not understanding why this man stood so confidently.

Shouldn't he just roll as far away as possible?

Out of consideration for Shen Zhen's face, Wang Ye couldn't say much to his friend.

He didn't even think about why Shen Zhen said he liked him, but didn't even give him any medicine when he saw that he looked hurt.

Maybe in Wang Ye's view, as long as Shen Zhen can give him a good look, it means Shen Zhen loves him.

Anyway, it is difficult for ordinary people to understand the thought process of a love brain.

The muscular man was silent for a few seconds, then asked in a low voice: "Is there anything wrong with his brain?"

Shen Zhen was sometimes very skeptical about this question. He was worried that Wang Ye would hear it, so he used his eyes to warn the muscular man to be careful with his words.

"Okay, okay." The muscular man spread his hands, smiled at Shen Zhen ambiguously where Wang Ye couldn't see, and whispered: "Since the main wife is here, I will leave first. If Mr. Shen needs anything, please contact me at any time."

Shen Zhen quickly glanced at Wang Ye and saw that he was busy and probably didn't hear it. Then he warned the muscular man with his eyes not to be presumptuous and waved his hand to let him go.

Wang Ye turned his back to Shen Zhen and said, "Eat some fruit first. I'll be ready soon."

"Okay, no rush." ​​Shen Zhen said, and guessing that Wang Ye might take a while, he walked into the bedroom lightly and quickly cleaned up all the suspicious traces.

He was relieved when Wang Ye suddenly spoke from behind him: "Xiao Zhen, what are you doing? The meal is ready."

Shen Zhen was really frightened. He took the opportunity to act like a spoiled child, leaning on Wang Ye's shoulder and saying, "You suddenly spoke and frightened me. Feel my heart and see how fast it is beating."

As he spoke, he took Wang Ye's hand and placed it on his chest, blinking his big eyes, "Is it fast?"

Wang Ye nodded. It was indeed fast. He must have been scared by himself. "Sorry, baby. I was afraid you were hungry, so I did this. I won't do it again in the future."

It was easy for Shen Zhen to capture Wang Ye, but when he saw the table full of delicious food, he had a hard time holding back the twitching of his lips.

"Did you do all this?"

You can tell at first glance that it is not something from the human world.

Shen Zhen really couldn't believe that Wang Ye had been busy for most of the day, but he only made something so ugly and inedible.

Wang Ye also knew that these dishes were not good-looking. He smiled sheepishly and said, "I have never cooked before. I learned these on the Internet. You can just eat them as they are."

Seeing that Shen Zhen didn't look very happy, he patted his chest and promised, "I will definitely improve my cooking skills and make delicious food for you every day."

Shen Zhen forced a smile, "Although it doesn't look very good, but it's pretty good to be able to make it like this for the first time."

"As long as you don't mind." Wang Ye placed Shen Zhen on a chair, handed him a pair of chopsticks, and waited for his evaluation with shining eyes.

Shen Zhen took a bite of the unknown object that looked barely edible. As soon as it entered his mouth, his taste buds received the strongest impact in years.

So...unpalatable!

Not sweet, not salty, not sour, not spicy, in short, just four words -

It tastes terrible!

Wang Ye's face was full of anticipation. "How is it? Does it taste good?"

Not bad, you big-headed ghost. Shen Zhen really wanted to press Wang Ye’s head on the dishes in front of him.

"It's OK, it's pretty good." Shen Zhen put down his chopsticks, his face full of sincerity, "But these are made by you, I can't bear to eat them, I plan to put them in the refrigerator and eat a little every day."

Shen Zhen had already made plans. As soon as Wang Ye left, he would throw all the garbage out.

Wang Ye was so touched and happy that he held Shen Zhen's hand tightly and said, "Baby, I didn't expect you to love me so much."

Shen Zhen coaxed Wang Ye like he was coaxing a dog, and with just a few words he made the man so confused that he couldn't tell east from west.

Wang Ye was happy for a while, his heart boiling with blood, "I know you love me, but you can't leave these dishes, it's better to finish them as soon as possible, and I will make them for you when you want to eat."

Shen Zhen's face was frozen, "I have a small appetite, I can't eat much."

"Oh, it's okay, just eat as much as you want." Wang Ye said as he picked up a lot more dishes for him. "Although they are not as good-looking as those made by people on the Internet, they are edible."