Seeing her younger sister leave home, Zhong Tingyue glared at Chu Fang: "Zhong Rou is better than you."
These days, Zhong Rou gets up earlier than the rooster and goes to bed later than the dog, busy with her own career. She has never complained of being tired. On the contrary, she is full of energy and enjoying herself. In contrast, Chu Fang seems pretentious.
“... ..."
Chu was speechless and helpless.
This sister-in-law is such a troublemaker...
The scorching sun beats down on the world, making sleeping with a cool air conditioner seem especially pleasant.
When Chu Fang woke up, he saw the tabby cat and the little yellow cat lying on the quilt, enjoying the cool air, while Zhong Tingyue was sitting at the table working. Her long, smooth hair shone with a natural luster, and her skin was smooth and delicate in the sunlight, as exquisite as porcelain.
Because she was at home, Zhong Tingyue dressed casually, wearing a simple t-shirt and a pair of sexy shorts, showing off her beautiful, shapely, and strong legs with smooth, healthy lines.
Chu Fang wanted to take a picture of those beautiful legs, so he turned his neck to look for his phone: "Huh? Where's my phone?"
What are you doing?
He said openly, "I want to take a picture of your legs."
“… …” Zhong Tingyue said calmly, “The doctor said that the most important thing for you right now is to rest and not to use your phone.”
Chu Fang frowned: "No way, I'm so bored without my phone."
There are books on the bedside table.
Chu Fang looked at the bedside table, where the book clearly read: Junior High School Mathematics.
no?
Zhong Tingyue, have you lost your mind?
Which good person reads books or textbooks?
Zhong Tingyue's clear voice came through, as if sensing his speechless state: "You feel sleepy as soon as you start reading, so textbooks are perfect."
“... ..."
Seeing that his girlfriend remained unmoved and seemed unwilling to return his phone, Chu Fang pulled at the blanket, tossing and turning, every organ protesting: "No, I want my phone back! Give it back! I'm going to die..."
As he rolled around, the cat and dog on the blanket were pulled off the bed. The little yellow cat woke up with a happy look on its face, while the tabby cat quickly ran onto the bed and stretched out its paw to hit him. He kicked the silly cat away.
Just as the tabby cat was about to continue its attack, Zhong Tingyue hugged it.
Normally, Zhong Tingyue would let the two of them play around, but today Chu Fang was sick, so she restrained Lili.
Chu Fang continued to toss and turn on the bed, demanding his phone like a child, his voice pitiful and sorrowful. She sighed and had no choice but to return the phone to her boyfriend, setting a time limit for him to use it.
Chu Fang immediately grinned, as if he had found a treasure, hugged Zhong Tingyue's neck, kissed her forehead, and said loudly, "Ms. Zhong, I like you."
He immediately started playing on his phone and ignored her.
Zhong Tingyue felt that her boyfriend had a shallow love for her.
There is love, but not much...
Until noon.
Zhong Tingyue closed her laptop, rubbed her delicate eyebrows, and turned to Chu Fang to ask, "What would you like to eat for lunch?"
"hot pot!"
"No, you can't eat spicy food for now."
Chu Fang glanced at it, pouting, "Then why are you asking?"
Zhong Tingyue stood up, tied her hair up high, and then went back to her bedroom to change into a more conservative outfit, leaving her boyfriend to play at home while she left.
At the entrance of the residential compound, the security guard asked her, "Young lady, how is Chu Fang's health?"
Last night, the security guard saw Zhong Tingyue personally receiving the doctor outside the community and also learned about Chu Fang's illness, so he casually inquired about it.
"I'm much better now, thank you for your concern."
"Concerned?" The security guard paused for a moment, then nodded, saying slowly, "I was indeed concerned. I was concerned about whether he was dead or alive. Now it seems... what a pity..."
“... ..."
Well, Zhong Tingyue didn't consider the irreconcilable conflict between her boyfriend and the security guard.
These two always end up bickering every time they meet.
She smiled gently and headed towards the market. There, she saw a dazzling array of seasonal vegetables, as well as meats, seafood...
Zhong Tingyue frowned, starting to struggle.
What vegetables should I buy?
Normally, Chu Fang is the one who buys groceries, cooks, and plans the recipes at home, while she just helps out, taking care of things like washing and chopping vegetables.
She messaged Chu Fang's private doctor, who replied with suggestions for light and nutritious food, and then listed a series of dishes.
Following the doctor's advice, Zhong Tingyue selected the ingredients needed for several easy-to-make dishes, purchased them, and returned home to prepare for cooking.
Chu Fang's voice came from the bedroom: "You chop the vegetables, I'll cook."
Zhong Tingyue brushed her long hair aside and said, "No need, I can manage on my own."
As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a "ah" sound. She knew that it meant her boyfriend didn't trust her. She pursed her lips and said in a firm tone, "My cooking skills have improved a lot. I'm not limited to making cakes or cookies. I can also make Chinese food. Just wait and see what a feast you're in."
"real?"
"certainly!"
Chu Fang ceased his activities, while Zhong Tingyue cooked. During the cooking process, she strictly followed the recipe, specifying the amount of water, salt, peppercorns, and chili peppers, cooking in a way she disliked and found extremely soulless.
There was no other way. Zhong Tingyue didn't think she could cook a meal by feeling, but she didn't want Chu Fang to cook, so she had to do it this way.
This is the first time; there will be no next time.
Lunch was ready in no time. Zhong Tingyue served the food and then took out a folding table and placed it on the bed.
Chu Fang raised his eyebrows, looking at the food in front of him: carrot, corn and pork rib soup, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and shredded pork with garlic sauce—all three were simple yet delicious home-style dishes.
Unexpectedly, Zhong Tingyue actually made it.
He picked up a piece of pork rib and chewed it carefully: "Ms. Zhong, you will be in charge of cooking at home from now on."
This is a very simple carrot, corn, and pork rib soup. The soup is fresh and the meat is tender, with a sweet and delicious flavor. It's just as good as the dishes made by Chu's mother.
"Just for today." Hearing this, Zhong Tingyue's heart, which had been in her chest, finally settled. She then raised her chin and said with a hint of pride, "I'm usually just too lazy to cook, so I'm letting you make a small contribution to the family. But actually, I'm an amazing cook. For the sake of our past relationship, kneel down before me, and I'll be your teacher and teach you how to cook..."
Chu Fang was speechless as he watched President Zhong chatter away like a machine gun.
I just casually complimented you a couple of times, and you're already this smug?
You think you can do whatever you want just because I've given you a little something?
I was going to complain a bit, but then I thought, never mind, men shouldn't argue with women.
Perhaps because he was too hungry, Chu Fang ate most of the three dishes, while Zhong Tingyue's eyes narrowed into slits, and she was secretly delighted.
After lying down all morning and having lunch, Chu Fang felt much better and more energetic. He didn't want to continue like this; he was practically becoming a cripple.
He decided to... lie down on the sofa.
In the afternoon, Zhong Tingyue continued working. Business at the studio had been booming these past few days, with many customers. Meanwhile, Chu Fang was busy "spending money" on in-game purchases, beating up the younger players as a pay-to-win player.
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