Pei Ji tacitly agreed to Nan Yu's request and happily went back to prepare lunch.

Seeing him cooking, the aunt quickly came over and took the shopping basket, saying:

"Oh my young master, how could you lay a hand on me? I'll take care of it. Go out and play some basketball with your classmates. The food will be ready soon."

Pei Ji turned around and went to pick some green vegetables.

Being too tall, I lost my balance and dropped the vegetable scraps. I picked them up and threw them in the trash can.

Before he could even speak, Pei's mother started teasing him.

“Our young master is in love and pursuing her, so just let him be the one, Aunt Wang.”

Wang Ma was so happy she could hardly close her mouth. "You're in love?" She turned to Pei Mama and said, "You used to suspect that Xiao Ji liked men, but now you're going to have a grandson."

Pei Ji glanced at Wang Ma with a languid expression.

Mrs. Pei chuckled, "When has my intuition ever been wrong?"

Wang Ma's upturned lips froze, and she exclaimed in shock, "Huh?"

Mrs. Pei: "Aunt Wang, you're often out, have you seen the neighbor's child?"

Wang Ma thought for a moment and shook her head. She often went out to buy groceries or cleaned the yard, and she had never seen anyone from next door come out.

Pei's mother: "So mysterious?" Her gaze fell on her son. "Pei Ji, are you sure there's someone next door? Are you alright?"

Pei Ji picked the vegetables in his hands, not wanting to pay any attention to his mother at all.

Then I went to wash cucumbers, cut beef, peel corn, beat eggs, shred gourd, and so on.

Not to mention Pei's mother, even Wang's mother was surprised when she saw it. When did this child learn this skill?

Pei's mother smiled, her eyes crinkling, "I just had some porridge that Pei Ji cooked, it tasted good, but I like sea cucumber porridge, remember to learn how to make it next time."

Pei Ji hummed in agreement.

Continue preparing the ingredients.

He had one stove, and Wang Ma had another; neither of them bothered the other.

As soon as he finished cooking, Pei Ji grabbed a thermos, packed everything up, and delivered it over. Then, he took out his phone to send a message at the door.

hAxYG: Brother Xiaoyu, lunch is ready. Come and get it.

hAxYG: I didn't know what you liked to eat, so I just made something simple. If there's anything you don't like, please let me know.

hAxYG: Bro, can you reply to me?

hAxYG: Bro

hAxYG: I've arrived.

hAxYG: Should I knock?

hAxYG: Come out and get it.

Nan Yu: Okay, you go first.

They finally replied.

hAxYG: Okay

Nan Yu waited in the room for about three minutes after sending the message before moving.

I walked to the entrance hall and it took me a long time to mentally prepare myself before I could turn the doorknob.

She secretly opened the door a crack, and there was a small table placed next to the door at some point. The thermos that Pei Ji had given her was on it, very close by. Nan Yu only needed to stretch out her arm, hook the thermos in her hand, and quickly bring it back.

The outer door was like a protective shield for him; once it was opened, he felt insecure, anxious, and uncomfortable, and only when it was closed did he gradually calm down.

I tiptoed and carried the thermos to the restaurant.

Pei Ji remained hidden behind the bushes, waiting for his brother Xiao Yu to carry the thermos inside before leaving.

The boy has the potential to be a chef; at least Nan Yu really enjoys the dishes he makes.

Nan Yu usually only needs to feed herself.

There is no such thing as a dish that is perfect in color, aroma, and taste.

All the takeout I ordered tasted the same.

Having been in this world for a long time, this is the first time my taste buds have tasted something they like.

They ate the food very cleanly.

The kitchen has a dishwasher, so the insulated container can also be washed. After disinfection, screw the lid on and put it back in its original place.

Pei Ji continued cooking on time that evening.

Nan Yu ate happily all day.

Thinking back to the taste of the preserved egg and lean pork congee that morning, she smacked her lips, wanting to eat it again. She hesitated for almost two hours, holding her phone, not knowing how to tell Pei Ji that she still wanted to eat preserved egg and lean pork congee.

Finally, he transferred 500 yuan to the other party.

I was too embarrassed to type it out.

Pei Ji asked him what he was going to do with the money, but he didn't answer.

Turn off your phone and go to sleep.

Pei Ji got out of bed and stared at the surveillance camera all night, but couldn't even see a mosquito. Near dawn, he finally figured it out: yesterday, the century egg and lean pork porridge cost 500, and then another 500 was transferred in the middle of the night.

Do you want to eat congee with preserved egg and lean pork?

Without sleeping all night or taking a minute to rest, I immediately went downstairs to make breakfast.

Wang Ma was on the first floor. Hearing the sounds from the kitchen, she put on a coat and went out.

Originally feeling sleepy, seeing Pei Ji in the kitchen immediately perked up, thinking that the young master was just having a blast making something new for the first time.

Unexpected.

To get up so early, it's only five o'clock.

"Young Master, so early."

Pei Ji: "Mm."

"Deliver it to the neighbor next door?"

Pei Ji: "Mm."

"I'll watch the fire, you go and rest, it's still early."

Pei Ji: "No need."

Has he really fallen in love?

Wang Ma has been with the Pei family for ten years, and this is the first time she has ever seen the young master cook so early in the morning, just to pursue the girl he likes... boy.

Something feels off.

Never mind, since the madam doesn't say anything, she can't overstep the bounds of the household.

Pei Ji's regular delivery of three meals a day has not only made cooking a habit, but also gradually made eating a habit. He always wakes up at seven o'clock in the morning, and about ten minutes later, his younger brother next door will send him a message on time.

hAxYG: Is Brother Xiaoyu awake yet?

hAxYG: Breakfast is ready and on the table, remember to get it?

Nan Yu: Thank you

Pei Ji also asked about his injuries every day.

Gradually, Nan Yu got used to it in less than half a month. He would chat with her every day and bring her meals on time. Although he rarely replied, she was looking forward to it.

My younger brother is a really good cook.

Wait until the five thousand yuan is spent.

Another five thousand.

The golden turtle lay listlessly sunbathing on the balcony; there was nothing it could do if its host didn't go out.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the kid next door had come to bring food again. I wonder what the point of him hanging around here every day is. The host's shell has been locked for so long without him being able to pry it open.

Jin Wangba initially placed his hopes on him.

Indeed, without hope, there is no disappointment.

It was utterly disappointed in Pei Ji.

They bring food and drinks every day and never find a reason to come in. Like last time when the water was cut off, they said they would burn down their house and come over to stay, just to get closer to each other.

There's been absolutely no progress.

Two more days passed.

After Pei Ji finished his last exam and was given a break, he immediately shared the good news with Nan Yu.

hAxYG: Brother Xiaoyu, I'm on vacation.

Nan Yu nestled on the sofa, the burns on her feet slowly healing. She sat cross-legged, hugging a cushion, and absentmindedly scrolling through her phone, glancing at it every now and then to see if any messages had popped up.

His expression reveals no emotion, but his behavior does.

Jin Wangba was completely oblivious to Nan Yu's subtle movements.

It was Pei Ji.

Nan Yu typed, her expression indifferent, her lips not curling up, her fingers moving quickly: "Leave it for a few days?"

hAxYG: About two and a half months

hAxYG: Classes will begin in mid-September.

hAxYG: Brother Xiaoyu, my cousin came over today.

hAxYG: I want to stay at my house for two months.

Nan Yu paused in her typing, a hint of displeasure in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. Pei Ji only glanced at the display above: 'The other party is typing...'

After pausing for a while, I started typing again.

I paused for a while, then typed for a few more seconds.

Two minutes passed, and not a single message arrived.

Pei Ji guessed that Nan Yu might be writing something, which made him unhappy.

As long as Xiaoyu is willing to show his emotions, the "boiling frog" plan will be half successful.

at last.

Nan Yu: Oh