"These are all left. Shall I add them all in for you?"

"Uh-huh."

"Brother Yu Shen has the final say." Shen Zhiyi's stomach growled loudly, much to her dismay.

She immediately clutched her stomach, her face flushed with embarrassment.

She lowered her head slightly, then looked up at him somewhat shyly.

Zhou Yu pursed his lips, suppressing the corners of his mouth that were about to turn up.

She turned around and started washing the vegetables.

"Sit there and wait for me."

"It will be ready soon."

He lit the fire and added water.

Soon, the kitchen was filled with the bubbling sound of boiling water and the even, rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables.

Then came the aroma of instant noodles.

Like a large net, it covered the entire kitchen and then drifted outwards.

Shen Zhiyi sat at the dining table, resting her chin on her hand and gazing at his retreating figure.

Her eyes were bright.

The black apron cinched his waist, making him appear to have excellent proportions.

With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his back muscles were hidden under thin clothing, while the muscles in his arms bulged out beautifully with every movement.

The long legs moved slowly and deliberately around the kitchen.

Despite her aloof and ascetic demeanor, she exudes a down-to-earth charm.

Like a god descended to earth.

Shen Zhiyi swallowed hard.

The feeling of hunger in my stomach is getting stronger and stronger.

While she was lost in thought, Zhou Yushen brought her a bowl of noodles and placed it in front of her.

He handed her another pair of chopsticks.

"Auntie will come to cook tomorrow morning. My cooking skills are so-so, so please bear with me."

"Is it still the same Aunt Zhao from before?" Shen Zhiyi put down her chopsticks, and the aroma of instant noodles made her mouth water.

"Hmm." Zhou Yushen's expression was indifferent.

But a subtle pleasure arose in her heart because she remembered him.

"You know, I can only eat the nutritious meals she makes."

Shen Zhiyi nodded.

Zhou Yushen has had a bad stomach since childhood.

Aunt Qin has worried a lot about him.

However, because he is usually busy with his business, he can only hire a cook to take care of him.

But he doesn't like having strangers in his home.

So the housekeeper we hired was only responsible for cooking and cleaning. He tried many different restaurants, but only Aunt Zhao's cooking was to his liking.

So I've been using it for so many years.

Shen Zhiyi lowered her head, ate two bites of instant noodles, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

He picked up another fried egg and took a bite.

It's still runny.

She swallowed with satisfaction, and soon began slurping her food without a care for appearances.

As Zhou Yushen watched her eat with great relish, the corners of his lips unconsciously curled up.

Shen Zhiyi was halfway through her meal when she suddenly looked up at him.

His mouth was still stuffed with noodles.

Her cheeks were bulging.

Like a hamster.

Zhou Yushen knew almost immediately what she wanted to say.

“I’m not hungry, you eat,” he said.

Shen Zhiyi swallowed the noodles.

"Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony."

She finished her meal, even drinking the broth from the bowl.

Then she put down her chopsticks and asked him with utmost seriousness.

"Brother Yu Shen, my parents have gone abroad for vacation. Can I stay at your house for the next few days?"