I became my brother's cloud baby

It was the only starlight in the night.

After looking for the twilight, Wu Zhi finally returned to the room.

Today I should have eaten with a full stomach, but after such a fuss, I didn't taste any good dishes.

He was really hungry, and after lying on the bed for a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, and groped his way to the kitchen.

He walked to the door of the kitchen and found that the kitchen light was still on.

It seemed that someone had come one step ahead of him.

He was about to turn around and leave when he heard Ren Yanxing's voice from inside: "Come in."

Wu Zhi responded and entered the kitchen, and saw Ren Yanxing standing in front of the stove, washing vegetables in the pool of water.

Those hands were slender and white, no matter how they looked, they didn't look like a pair of hands doing these things.

"Your Majesty cooks in person today. Could it be that...you're hungry too?" Wu Zhi looked at his movements, and when he saw his frozen red hands by chance, his heart skipped a beat.

He quickly looked away.

"Aren't you hungry?" Ren Yanxing asked back.

"After today's incident, of course I'm hungry." He said endlessly, and chatted with Ren Yanxing like a family chat, "Why don't you let the servant wash?"

"No need." Ren Yanxing replied briefly.

The two of them didn't talk too much, they just felt uncomfortable in this kitchen, so they helped Ren Zong from time to time.

Not long after, a scent wafted into Wu Zhi's nose, and when he looked again, Ren Yanxing came out with a plate of fragrant sixties, lying on the plate covered in red oil, and the fried garlic was placed on the plate. On the top, each piece is brighter than the other.

Wu Zhi couldn't move his eyes away, isn't this his favorite stir-fried sixties?

He couldn't help but wonder how Ren Yanxing could clearly grasp his preferences, which really caught his stomach.

But it's normal, after all, he has been Ren Yanxing's personal bodyguard for so many years, so it is impossible for him not to know the other party's preferences.

Thinking about it this way, Wuzhi dispelled the doubts in his heart. He used to like to eat stir-fried sixties made by his mother, but no one made it for him anymore. During the time he was living on the street, he saw it in a nearby restaurant. I just swallowed my saliva and passed.

"Not coming yet?" Ren Yanxing walked to the table with the dish in hand.

Due to the temptation of the delicious food, Wu Zhi followed Ren Yanxing: "I didn't expect His Majesty to do this."

Ren Yanxing glanced at him, but said nothing.

Then Wu Zhi sat at the table holding the bowl, he took a look at Ren Yanxing, who happened to be looking at him, and he caught his little eyes.

"Why don't you eat?" Wu Zhi hurriedly changed the subject.

"I'm eating."

Ren Yanxing picked up the chopsticks, but his eyes were on Wu Zhi's body. He looked at Wu Zhi for a while, and finally lowered his head, peeling off the shell of the flower armor with his slender fingers.

Wuzhi has noticed these hands since just now. These hands are well-articulated and really beautiful, and even the movement of peeling off the armor is a little graceful.

The two didn't talk too much, but the atmosphere was rare and relaxed.

Wuzhi took a bite of the sixty-year-old armor, the meat was very delicious, but the taste was exceptionally good, neither spicy nor bland, just right.

Wuzhi was a little immersed, and seemed to return to his childhood when his mother made him sixtieth birthday.

When he was in Youhuan Palace, he also ordered someone to find the best cook in the world to make sixty-sixth birthday cakes for him, but the taste was far from that of his mother's.

The taste made by Ren Yanxing is indeed different from that of his mother, but it is not worse than that.

The endless eyes fell on the other dishes on the table. Most of these dishes were home-cooked dishes, but they were all cooked very cleanly. As usual, no coriander was added, but they still tasted delicious, especially the stir-fried dishes. Sixties, spicy and delicious, the meat is tender and delicious, especially tasty.

"It's delicious." Wu Zhi chewed on his sixtieth, thinking he had to say something, "Your cooking skills, you won't need the imperial dining room in the future."

Ren Yanxing was holding the dishes. He ate very well. He didn't care about his image like Wu Zhi did. He didn't say a word. When Wu Zhi said that, he just looked at him a few more times.

Wuzhi didn't speak any more, just ate the food quietly, for some reason, the person in front of him was the most honorable person in this Wuyou country, the emperor of this Wuyou country.

But Wuzhi is not restrained at all, but he can eat freely and happily.

"My mother used to make this for me. I loved eating this when I was young. I didn't expect to be able to eat it again after such a long time." Wuzhi suddenly started a conversation with him.

Ren Yanxing paused his hands, and finally raised his eyes to look at Wu Zhi:

"I can eat it in the future."

Looking at him endlessly.

He just sat in front of Wu Zhi, the moonlight was shining on him, at this moment there seemed to be light on him, and in this dim light and shadow, he attracted Wu Zhi.

Wu Zhi suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.

The two looked at each other, relatively speechless.

The moonlight fell on the table through the window, and the dishes on the table were a little brighter. The two sat opposite each other, relatively silent, but even if they didn't speak, they didn't feel that it was inconsistent at all.

Wu Zhi suddenly smiled and lowered his head to eat.

After eating for a while, he finally finished eating. Ren Yanxing got up to clear the table, as if he was thinking about something, but he didn't notice the plate on the edge of the table. The plate fell to the ground and shattered after being touched.

Hearing the sound of the plate being broken, he finally regained his composure, and looked at Wu Zhi: "Did you paddle?"

Those eyes were not as clean as before, but rather dark and hollow.

Looking at him endlessly, Ren Yanxing's series of strange actions caught his attention.

"I'm fine, but you, are your eyes okay?"

Wuzhi walked over, wanting to see what happened just now, he took Ren Yanxing's hand, but he didn't notice the debris under his feet, slipped on his foot and fell to the ground.

"Wait a moment."

Seeing that Wu Zhi's face was about to touch the fragment, Ren Yanxing reached out and grabbed him, pulling Wu Zhi up easily.

Although his face was not scratched, the doubts in Wu Zhi's heart became heavier. He looked at Ren Yanxing's eyes, which were as clear and bright as before, and he obviously dodged when he saw Wu Zhi.

He froze for a moment, and let go of his hands endlessly.

The looseness was terrible, and the two of them fell to the ground together.

At this moment, there is no room for thinking about anything else.

"Be careful."

Wuzhi reacted very quickly, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the opponent's wrist and pulled him towards him. He hugged the person in his arms with a reversal. Out of instinct, he also stretched out his hand to protect the back of Ren Yanxing's head. Heads along the row didn't hit the ground.

The other hand was propped on the ground, so that he could not really press himself down, he looked down endlessly, and just fell into those clean eyes. When he lowered his head, the tips of their noses almost touched each other, and the warm breath Sprayed on the face of the other party, it was a bit ambiguous.

Wuzhi was a little startled, and forgot to look away for a moment.

It seemed that his eyes were so fixed on him that he couldn't move away, the smell on his body gradually invaded Wu Zhi's brain, making Wu Zhi couldn't help but bend down, wanting to kiss his lips.

Even though Wuzhi knew he shouldn't do it.

The fiery breath of the two alternated, and their eyes met.

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