Chapter 13

When Su Qiong quietly opened the side bedroom door, Mu Yunting had already turned off the living room light and returned to the bedroom. She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Mu Yunting had left the living room long ago, and she felt that her cries must have gone unheard.

She happily closed the door and jumped into bed to watch the new card plot.

With the help of the new cards in the event, Su Qiong gradually relaxed and couldn't help but open the game every day to look at her paper husband.

How can he be so handsome?!

Long black hair, golden eyes, younger than him, the young emperor. Oh my god!

Su Qiong clicked the screen again. The man in fancy clothes with flowing hair on the screen raised his eyebrows and said gently, "Why, do you want to share something with me?"

Hehehe...hehehehe...

Mu Yunting brought out the microwaved fried chicken and saw Su Qiong at the table, engrossed and delighted, clutching her phone. He could vaguely make out an anime character on it, and guessing she was playing a game, a hint of curiosity welled up in him. Did Su Qiong also play games? What game was this?

It's not good to play games while eating at someone else's table, unless both of you are playing your own games. Su Qiong put away her phone politely, but she really didn't have much appetite.

Oh my god... Because of the epidemic, restaurants farther away are not accepting orders, for fear that they will walk a block too far and can't get back. Therefore, they eat the same few dishes over and over again, and have been eating fried chicken and noodles for many days.

As for why she didn't cook? The first reason was that Mu Yunting couldn't cook. The second reason was that Su Qiong only knew a few dishes, and she had already vomited them, and she had almost finished the dishes she knew.

Mu Yunting ate a bowl of noodle soup cooked by Su Qiong on the day the residential complex was just sealed off. He thought that Su Qiong was a skilled cook and was not very good at cooking.

"I don't have that much time to learn how to cook and improve my cooking skills. I'm so busy with work."

"You said my noodles are delicious. It seems like I'm a good cook?"

"Ah... that's because I like noodles, so if I cook, I always make clear soup noodles... maybe if I make it so often, I'll look like a good cook."

For some unknown reason, neither of them wanted to try new dishes, so as not to make an embarrassing impression on the other. The conversation ended there, and the two of them looked at a kitchen full of dishes they could name but couldn't, and decided to eat takeout for several days.

On the last night before the end of the otome game event, Su Qiong drew another event card, which was her second favorite character. She was very happy and spent money overnight to upgrade the card to the highest level and played the new story all night.

Because she had stayed up all night, she slept soundly and was woken up the next day by an explosion. Dimly aware of the loud noise outside, Su Qiong turned over, tucked the air-conditioning quilt between her legs, and pressed the pillow against her ears.

"Bang!"

A loud crashing noise startled Su Qiong, who drowsily pulled herself up. A clanging noise, like falling kitchen utensils, reached her ears. Still half-conscious, she thought something had happened to Mu Yunting and hurried out. In her haste, she forgot she was barefoot and her hair was tangled from sleep.

Before she even reached the kitchen, Su Qiong was stunned in the living room. Thanks to Mu Yunting's open kitchen, she saw the messy scene before she even walked in. Mu Yunting was wearing pajamas and a Pikachu apron, standing in front of the pot with the pot lid as a shield.

Just as she was about to speak, something white flew out from the pot with a "bang", hit the ceiling, and then... it stuck and couldn't fall off.