Upon hearing this, Li Qingyu suddenly realized.

Oh, it was that neighbor who likes to take a cool nap...

However, before Li Qingyu could say anything...

Zhang Guigui suddenly noticed the note in Li Qingyu's hand.

"Little brother, is your mother just leaving you at home like this? How pitiful."

After seeing the contents of the note.

Zhang Guigui's compassion and maternal instincts overflowed instantly.

Li Qingyu was at a loss for words.

What's so pitiful about him?

Then....

Li Qingyu watched helplessly as Zhang Guigui, dressed in pajamas, pushed him into the house.

After a series of clattering operations in the kitchen.

I cooked myself four dishes and a soup.

Looking at the tomato and egg stir-fry, hot and sour shredded potatoes, cola chicken wings, cucumber salad, and finally the winter melon and pork rib soup laid out in front of me.

Li Qingyu blinked.

I have a feeling...

There's something wrong with the dishes Zhang Guigui made.

It seems... there's quite a difference compared to his mother's cooking.

"Hey!~"

"Little brother, time to eat!"

Zhang Guigui directly shoved the bowl full of rice into Li Qingyu's hands.

Then he sat across the table, looking at Li Qingyu with expectant eyes.

Li Qingyu scratched his head.

It seems the aftereffects of the transformation haven't healed yet.

Otherwise, why would he... just stand by and watch someone else cook for him?

However, at this moment, Li Qingyu suddenly didn't want to talk anymore.

because....

He felt that this treatment was actually quite good...

As a top performer among the Blue Star players, it's not unreasonable for him to eat a meal cooked by his neighbor, right?

After comforting myself for a while.

Li Qingyu picked up his chopsticks with a clear conscience and prepared to eat.

However....

Click! ~

A soft sound.

The door suddenly opened.

Qiao Cheng stood at the door, looking completely bewildered at the two people at the dinner table.

For a moment, their eyes met.