After becoming a mermaid, I was forced to act like a baby

Belatedly, I remembered that Qin Yu didn't tell him to use that kind of rice, how many spoonfuls of rice and water to put in, and how much fire to turn on.

Guiltyly pushing the wheelchair, he wandered in front of Qin Yu's room, hesitating for a long time but still not making up his mind.

He has already boasted that he can cook in Haikou, and Qin Yu has already returned to his room to wait for him to deliver breakfast, so Qin Yu must think that he can cook, but if he goes to find him again, he will not know how to cook Are the facts on the surface?

I want face, Yu Guichi warned himself not to act rashly.

Eventually he returned to the kitchen.

Since you don't know what kind of rice to put, just order some, the most nutritious multigrain porridge.As for the ratio of water, you can search, the method is always more difficult than it is.

Yu Guichi struggled to move the pot and sit on the water, his head raised.

Waiting was a bit boring, and the eggs on the cabinet happened to bump into his sight, so he decided to fry two more eggs for Qin Yu.

The patient needs to eat well.

The process of beating the eggs was very smooth, and it slipped into the pot.Yu Guichi turned up the heat to the maximum, thinking of frying the fried egg until it was crispy, so that Qin Yu could obtain the double satisfaction of texture and taste.

But the fact gave him a blow in the head, the custard he fried was black smoked.

His face was blacker than smoke, and he threw the fried egg into the trash can in disgust, and re-boiled a pot of water.

If fried eggs fail, then poached eggs.

Yu Guichi made up his mind, he must let Qin Yu eat the eggs he made!

After tossing and tossing for half an hour, the porridge in the pot was already boiling and overflowing, Yu Guichi hurriedly turned off the fire, but lost sight of the other.The pot where the eggs were boiled was also overflowing.

There was a mess on the table, and now he felt sorry for Qin Yu, who cooks for himself every day.

It is so difficult to cook eggs, how did Qin Yu manage to cook differently.

Although the process went wrong, the result is still good.

The color of the porridge in the pot is indescribable, all kinds of miscellaneous grains are mixed together, it is sticky, Yu Guichi seems to feel a little...

Fortunately, the taste and smell were normal. He put the porridge into a bowl, and there was a seasoning bottle on the table with sugar written on it. He took a few spoonfuls to add flavor to the bland porridge.

He peeled the eggs, cut a few pieces of cucumber, arranged them on the plate angrily, and drew a smiling face with tomato sauce.

Cooking wasn't too difficult, Yu Guichi was so proud that the fish's tail almost went up to the sky.

He carefully held the breakfast he had prepared quietly on the tray, and knocked on Qin Yu's door expectantly.

No one should.

Yu Guichi knocked harder a few more times.

Still no one answered.

Feeling uneasy in his heart, he held the tray firmly and pushed the door open.

Qin Yu's room was as simple as ever, with a big lump on the bed, and he was nestling under the quilt.

Yu Guichi put the breakfast lightly on the table, and quietly rolled the wheelchair to the bed.

The temperature at the seaside is relatively low, even without turning on the air conditioner, the house is very cool.Qin Yu was wrapped in a quilt, only showing his worried face, and he could still hear his soothing breathing when he got closer.

Not dead, Yu Guichi came to a conclusion and felt a little relieved.

Qin Yu was usually laughing and joking, but he was frowning when he was sleeping, and his frowned eyebrows seemed to be unable to be stretched out no matter how hard he stroked them.

Yu Guichi leaned on his chin and watched him sleep with great interest.

Qin Yu turned over, Yu Guichi thought he was about to wake up, so he quickly stepped back, hiding behind the bedside table furtively and looking at him.

Qin Yu didn't intend to wake up, he just changed his position and continued to sleep.

The broken black hair on his forehead covered his eyes, and his strong arms were exposed. Yu Guichi approached cautiously, pinching a corner of the quilt, trying to cover him well.

Qin Yu's whole arm got out from under the quilt, and grabbed Yu Guichi's wrist.Yu Guichi was so startled that he almost cried out.

He reached out to break off Qin Yu's fingers, but Qin Yu pulled him towards him with all his might, and Yu Guichi didn't dare to act rashly for fear of waking him up.

Qin Yu's next action surprised him, he held Yu Guichi's arm in his arms, and brought it into his arms in an extremely awkward posture.

Yu Guichi's whole body was almost twisted, he could only lean on Qin Yu's bedside to make his arms feel better.

In front of him was Qin Yu's restless sleeping face and the sound of his breathing in a mess.

Qin Yu's chest was exceptionally warm, and he could clearly feel his heartbeat through the flesh.

"You're back..." He murmured, making a gesture to turn over again.

Turning over was a big deal. In order to prevent his arm from being twisted, Yu Guichi ruthlessly pulled out of his embrace, and Qin Yu's movements also stopped abruptly.

The cool wind outside the quilt instantly dissipated the warmth from the covering, and Yu Guichi rubbed his arms to smooth the goosebumps that appeared.

Qin Yu's brows moved slightly, his rapid breathing became heavier and heavier, his lips opened and closed, and he could only utter some disturbed hums.

He was very much like a child who was afraid of the night but fell asleep alone in a dark room, terrified but afraid to speak.

Yu Guichi remembered Qin Yu's murmur just now, was it his dream?

Qin Yu's eyes opened slightly, and he saw Yu Guichi's face in a haze, pursed his lips with a slight smile, and murmured again: "That's great."

Yu Guichi was stunned and froze in place.

Has Qin Yu misunderstood herself?

His sleeping face became more and more stable, his frown was relieved, and a little bit of joy climbed up his brows, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, he was a bit redundant.

A sense of disappointment suddenly arose in Yu Guichi's heart, filling his heart.

The porridge on the side was still steaming, and the sweet molasses lingered in the air.

He looked at Qin Yu with complicated eyes, picked up the tray and prepared to leave.

I'll warm him up when he wakes up, Yu Guichi thought to himself.

Qin Yu seemed to have sensed his movements, and suddenly grabbed the back of Yu Guichi's clothes, causing him to stop suddenly.

The tray wobbled, the eggs and porridge fell to the ground, and a small part was spilled on the fish tail in Yuguichi.

Yu Guichi froze in place, he didn't feel any pain when he was scalded by the porridge.The smiling face drawn with ketchup was wiped out of its original appearance by the falling eggs, and it can only be vaguely seen that it is a crooked smiling face.

Just like his current mood, self-deprecating and embarrassing.

The sound of "Kang Dang" made Qin Yu stand up suddenly, and his brain had not yet reacted when he woke up suddenly, his head was dizzy for a while, and the things in front of him appeared double images with white light.

He rested his forehead for a moment, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

He saw a messy ground and heard Yu Guichi's trembling voice.

"I'm sorry..." Yu Guichi lowered his head, his voice trembling.

The breaths of the two overlapped, like a symphony that suddenly collided and had nothing to do with each other.

Chapter 19

◎"From now on, I will cook every day!"◎

The sticky porridge hangs on the scales of the fish and drips on the ground.

Qin Yu was at a loss for a while, his brain seemed to freeze.

"You..." he said intermittently, "are you all right?"

His voice was still hoarse, but it was better than when he woke up earlier.

Yu Guichi said flatly, "It's okay."

There is still porridge in the pot, the egg can be cooked again if the egg is dropped, and the scalded fish tail will heal itself soon.

what can happen?

Qin Yu picked up the tissue and squatted beside Yu Guichi, looking apologetically at his absent-minded pupils, as if waiting for his permission.

You can't touch the tail of the fish, Yu Guichi regained his senses and took his paper towel, carefully wiped off the porridge.

The fish tail was scalded to the point of swelling, and the color of the fish scales also darkened.

Yu Guichi blew in distress.

His fishtail was ill-fated.

Seeing that he finished wiping, Qin Yu got up. Due to squatting for a while and the headache caused by the cold, his body was unstable, and he had to support Yu Guichi's wheelchair to stand upright.

"Sorry, I didn't do anything to you just now, did I?" Qin Yu was still in a daze, he glanced at the breakfast on the floor, "Your breakfast..."

He bent down to pick up the eggs on the ground, but Yu Guichi stopped him when he saw this.

"Don't eat it." Yu Guichi said.

Qin Yu was filled with regret, and his words were full of guilt: "I was a little sleepy just now..."

He suddenly wanted to say a lot, wanted to tell Yu Guichi his dream, wanted to go back in time and eat the breakfast he made, and wanted nothing to happen.

He fixed his eyes on the bulging fish tail, then turned around and rummaged through the cabinet, and found a tube of ointment for burns.

After checking that the ingredients would not harm the mermaid, he put the ointment by Yu Guichi's hand, and said in a gentle voice, "For burns, just apply it and it will be fine soon."

Seeing Qin Yu's expression, Yu Guichi felt that he would fall on the side of his fish tail in a second, and fly away while blowing and saying the pain.

Thinking about it feels... scary.

Yu Guichi squeezed a little, the cold ointment and the fish's tail touched for a moment, and the bulge filled with tissue fluid was like rain after a long drought, and the refreshing coolness soothed the slightest pain.

Qin Yu was cleaning up the porridge on the ground. He picked up the plate and saw the smiling face on it.

This is the breakfast Yu Guichi cooked for him.As in many years, he is still cute and naive.

When he was pushed away from the crime scene, Yu Guichi solemnly reminded him to drink medicine.

Qin Yu was covered in cold sweat, and answered him vainly.

There is a big gap between reality and dream. Qin Yu sat limply on the edge of the bed, reminiscing about the sweet dream that only existed for a moment, as if tasting a jar of fine wine that has been brewed for many years.

The person he was thinking of appeared in front of him, smiled, stepped forward to hug him, and whispered in his ear: "Ayu, I'm back."

Qin Yu tried to respond to the hug, but the moment he stroked his back, he suddenly broke free.

The surrounding light gathered towards his running figure like silk threads, gradually engulfing him.

When Qin Yu was disheartened, he suddenly appeared behind him, surrounded him from behind, jumped up a little, and fell on Qin Yu's back.

A strong heartbeat has solidified