It is said to be a romance

My generation is indeed a careful and caring man, um, he is so handsome that he has no friends [not—— premise

In fact, Wu Shilan is very tired now. He flew back to China from Italy and sat on the plane for a day. Before he got back from the jet lag, he unfortunately encountered an accident and went to the hospital right after. Almost fell asleep in the car.At the thought of doing hygiene later, Wu Shilan couldn't help but slumped down on the sofa.

I'm hungry and tired, I really don't want to move...

Because he didn't go home for a week, and the tea set at home hadn't been washed, it was inconvenient to make tea to entertain guests. Wu Shilan scratched his face in embarrassment when he suddenly remembered this, and then remembered that there were still some drinks in the refrigerator.

"Well...the tea set at home hasn't been cleaned yet, why don't we have a drink?"

Looking up at Wu Shilan next to him, Zhong Chuhe couldn't help but feel a little pain in his heart when he saw the faint blue color under his eye sockets and the unconcealable tiredness in his eyes.Shaking his head slightly, although he wanted to continue to show his presence in front of his male god, he decided to go back first so that the other party could rest earlier.

"Don't bother you, I..."

"Goo-"

Before Zhong Chuhe finished speaking, a strange cry suddenly came from Wu Shilan's stomach. Zhong Chuhe subconsciously looked at Wu Shilan's stomach, and then moved his gaze up, but what he saw was an embarrassing picture. With a face that didn't know where to look, he was slightly stunned.

Was that just... the cry of hunger?

"Uh... just came back from Italy... so I haven't eaten or anything... haha..."

Touching his nose with a dry smile, his honey-colored face was reddish because of embarrassment, showing a healthy radiance, and Wu Shilan, who was a little thin-skinned, couldn't help complaining in his heart that his stomach growled at the wrong time.

We can say... the shy male god is also cute...

I really can't help [cover face]

The villain in his heart couldn't help but blush, covered his face and acted flabbergasted, but Zhong Chuhe's expression didn't change at all.He stared at Wu Shilan and hesitated for a while, remembering that in his notebook he only mentioned that he was sending Wu Shilan home, and didn't say when he would leave, so he settled down.

"Your wound is not convenient for cooking. I will do whatever you want to eat."

Maybe the elder brother in the original text can't cook, but Zhong Chuhe can.Although he is an otaku, because his parents always like to leave him and his sister to travel around, Zhong Chuhe has to take on the heavy responsibility of cooking at a very young age. Art is really good.

Wu Shilan, who didn't know the truth, was really frightened, probably he didn't expect that a rich man could cook, at least his friend Chu Ze couldn't.Although he doubted his brother's ability very much in his heart, in order not to hurt the other party's self-esteem, Wu Shilan insisted not to show it on his expression.He smiled slightly and asked in a joking tone.

"Hey~ I really can't tell, you can cook?"

"Well, a little bit." Mingming's villain in his heart was so proud that he turned his nose up, but Zhong Chuhe's tone was still terribly cold.

"Although I really want to try your skills, but..." Wu Shilan scratched his face in embarrassment when he suddenly remembered something, and smiled uncomfortably, "Haha... that, because I don't know how to cook... so Except for instant noodles and the like, I never had any ingredients at home... Ha..."

In fact, I'm still not confident in your cooking skills - Wu Shilan added silently in his heart.

Make bricks without straw.

This old saying flashed through the mind of Zhong Chuhe who was stunned for a moment, and then he was suddenly astonished that the male god who can make good coffee can't cook! ?Well, in fact, being able to make coffee has nothing to do with being able to cook...

But... the male god who can't cook and my cook who is good at cooking, we are really a match made in heaven! 【make a fist】

No, no, Zhong Chuhe, you should forget this idea, don't forget that you have to go home.

Perhaps Zhong Chuhe was stunned for too long, and Wu Shilan, who was stared at all the time, looked away in embarrassment. He touched his head and hesitated for a moment, as if he was thinking about something.

"Ning Shen, you haven't eaten yet, um... If you don't mind, let's order takeaway! I know that there are several restaurants whose takeaway is particularly delicious!"

Does the male god mean that I stay at his house for dinner?Alas, because of this, we must never let the male god be poisoned by the takeaway! 【make a fist】

"Takeout is unhealthy." Zhong Chuhe rejected Wu Shilan's suggestion very solemnly, with flames burning in his eyes, "I saw the vegetable market when I passed by your house just now, I'm going to buy some food and come back. etc."

Before Wu Shilan could react, Zhong Chuhe stood up and walked straight to the gate.When he just opened the door, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Wu Shilan who was still in a daze with a serious face.

"Your wound can't touch the water. I'll clean up the house for you when I come back. Now go to sleep and have a rest."

Taking the keys on the shoe cabinet away, Zhong Chuhe disappeared behind the door after a while, leaving only Wu Shilan with a surprised face.Stupidly blinking his eyes that were a little sore from being open for a long time, recalling the person who acted vigorously just now, Wu Shilan said that things changed too fast, and he couldn't react at all.

Why... I always think that Ning Shen seems to be on fire just now?Obviously still a paralyzed face...

Actually... the store manager really told the truth.

……

The neat suit and the crowded and noisy vegetable market, no matter how you look at it, make people feel that it doesn't match, but Zhong Chuhe, who only wants to cook a delicious meal for the male god, is able to face the weirdness of everyone with a cheeky face for the first time. He just walked around the stalls with an indifferent face and tone, ignoring the dirty sewage on his trousers.

After carefully counting the ingredients in his hands, Zhong Chuhe nodded in satisfaction when he saw that they had all been bought, and then left the vegetable market.On the way back to Wu Shilan's house, Zhong Chuhe called Butler Liu by the way. While telling the other party that he would not go home for dinner, he asked him to deal with the car accident he had just had, and asked him to talk to the traffic police. Dot it on the side.

After receiving a solid answer from Butler Liu, Zhong Chuhe returned to the gate of Wu Shilan's house in a good mood.Handing all the ingredients in his right hand to his left, he took out the key he had just brought from Wu Shilan's house, and opened the door after a while.

Gently pushing the door open, Zhong Chuhe didn't see Wu Shilan's shadow on the sofa, thought carefully for a while, and then clearly put the pile of vegetables in his hand in the kitchen.Walking to Wu Shilan's room in a familiar manner, Zhong Chuhe carefully pushed the door open, and sure enough, he saw someone's figure on the bed that he had slept on.

In fact, shortly after Zhong Chuhe left home, Wu Shilan once thought about tidying up the house by himself, but he was distressed to find that he would always pull the wound, and he was really tired. Suddenly, Zhong Chuhe said that he would help The words to tidy up were immediately full of temptation. He sat on the sofa and hesitated for a while, but found that he had started to doze off. He fell asleep.

Gently closing the door, Zhong Chuhe thought about it, and decided to clean up before cooking, so that his male god could have a good rest.Taking off the suit on his body, and carefully rolling up the sleeves of the shirt, Zhong Chuhe suddenly felt that such a caring self was simply too attractive.

No, actually you are a man/wife...

The author has something to say: Well, it is written that Zhong Chuhe is a man/wife...my generation's fault...

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