Ning Yizhan saw the spot where she had just lain, and upon seeing the shadowed area, he immediately understood.

"Alright, go take a shower first, I'll clean up." He looked at her still kneeling on the ground, "Do you want me to carry you inside? After all, I'm the one who made you like this."

"No need," Qiu Hu said, standing up while holding onto the bed.

Ning Yizhan tidied up very quickly. Qiu Hu felt that he was too skilled. She was still taking a shower inside when he came in to keep her company.

"Shall I help you?" When Qiu Hu tried to rinse the bubbles off her hair, Ning Yizhan reached out to help her, but Qiu Hu dodged him.

Ning Yizhan failed to get anything from her the entire time. Qiu Hu didn't even let him touch her. He could only watch helplessly as the woman who had just been in his arms slipped away, leaving him alone to calm down.

He watched the woman getting dressed in front of him, and he wanted to stop her, but he didn't dare. He could only change the hot water to cold water.

The heat in the bathroom was gradually replaced by cold air. Qiu Hu picked up a hairdryer and dried her hair in front of the mirror, but this couldn't temporarily mask the panting of the man next to her.

Before leaving Qiu Hu, the man deliberately let out a low growl of suppressed anger. The blush on his cheeks, still fresh from his bath, was now even more pronounced. "You're so annoying."

"What can I do? The moment I see you, this happens..."

"You're crazy, you pervert!" Qiu Hu didn't dare to linger and quickly left the bathroom.

The sound insulation is quite good, effectively blocking out the man's continuous noise.

After a long while, the man came out, still carrying a chill. He was wrapped in a black bathrobe, which made his skin appear even whiter, and his bangs hung messily over his forehead. "A devil."

"What are you saying, you fairy?"

"I'm talking to you! Monster!" "Monster, I'm hungry!"

"Alright, I'll go make you something to eat right away!"

"I want to eat your specialty dishes," Qiu Hu hadn't had a good meal in the past few days, so she called to have some ingredients delivered.

"Okay," Ning Yizhan readily agreed, then turned to think, "Are there any ingredients here?"

"Yes, I just had it delivered, it should arrive soon."

"That's fine then," Ning Yizhan said, carrying Qiu Hu downstairs, only to be met with her complaint, "What are you doing? I was about to go to sleep!"

"Don't sleep, sleep later. Come downstairs with me."

Qiu Hu thought, "Fine, I'll let the man carry me down."

As soon as they came downstairs, the doorbell rang. Ning Yizhan calmly placed Qiu Hu on the sofa before opening the door.

"Okay, thank you," Qiu Hu heard the voice and then saw Ning Yizhan come in carrying a large pile of ingredients and start working in the kitchen.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Qiu Hu squeezed through the kitchen door and saw Ning Yizhan skillfully cooking. She observed for a long time, and only when she saw that Ning Yizhan was almost seated did she quietly slip away.

He brought out all the dishes, and Qiu Hu was already sitting there obediently waiting for him to feed her. He really didn't know that Qiu Hu had been observing him for a long time.

At this moment, Qiu Hu kept her eyes on him, following him wherever he went. "What's wrong?"

"No, thank you for your hard work!" Qiu Hu said verbally.

"It's no trouble at all, it's my pleasure!"

"How about I try cooking for you next time? It's a bit embarrassing that you're always the one cooking," Qiu Hu had just witnessed Ning Yizhan's calm and collected cooking skills, and she felt that she could do it too.

"No need, your hands aren't suitable. I'd be heartbroken if you got burned," the man said tactfully.

Ning Yizhan believed in talent, but in terms of culinary skills, he believed Qiu Hu lacked them.

"Never mind then," Qiu Hu said, not pressuring the matter, as she herself had no enthusiasm for the kitchen.

Ning Yizhan set out the bowls and chopsticks, leaned down and lightly pecked Qiu Hu's lips, then sat down and immediately put a piece of meat on Qiu Hu's plate with his chopsticks. "Eat up, you must be hungry too."

"Okay, you eat too," and in return, meat appeared in Ning Yizhan's bowl as well.

Halfway through their meal, the doorbell rang. Ning Yizhan put down his chopsticks and went to open the door. He wanted to see who would dare to disturb his and Qiu Hu's time together so late at night.

You wouldn't believe it until you opened it, and when you did, you were shocked – it was them!

Qiu Jing and Zhao Yan'er arrived with Zhao Shi, who had already woken up, leaving Ning Yizhan unsure how to react.

"Xiao Ning, it's you? Where's A Hu?" Zhao Yan'er was the first to pull him out of his reverie.

"Hello, Auntie, Ah Hu is eating inside!"

"Oh, how polite! Are you eating inside? May we come in?"

"Of course, uncles and aunts, please come in!" Ning Yizhan made way for them.

Hearing the noise outside the door, Qiu Hu turned around and saw her family. "You're out? And Zhao Shi, you're awake!"

"Sister, I'm awake," Zhao Shi had just woken up and followed them to find Qiu Hu.

Qiu Jing saw his daughter and exclaimed, "Yes, Ah Hu, we'll be back from now on!"

“Okay, Mom and Dad,” Qiu Hu ran over and hugged them, and the four of them burst into tears.

Ning Yizhan, an observer, did not disturb them. He simply went into the kitchen to fetch three glasses of water and, after they finished crying, invited them, saying, "Have a glass of water first! Sit down and let's talk."

"Gurgle," Zhao Shi's stomach rumbled first; he hadn't eaten for two days.

"Hungry? Do you want something to eat? We just cooked a meal," Ning Yizhan heard the rumbling in his stomach.

"Really? That's great!" Zhao Yan'er exclaimed in surprise. She was able to enjoy delicious food right after coming out, instead of just the usual monotonous dishes.

"Who made this? Ah Hu, did you make it?" Qiu Jing seemed to have heard them say that they had cooked.

“I didn’t make it, Ning Yizhan did. I can’t cook,” Qiu Hu explained.

“Ah Hu, are you like your dad? Can’t cook? He almost burned down the kitchen when he tried to cook before!” Zhao Yan’er recalled the past.

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