“Although Fu Qingheng is a bit unreliable, his cooking skills are undeniable; his dishes are hard to come by,” Yu Qiuchi joked.
Jiang Chenzhou noticed that Yu Qiuchi often picked up pieces of tomato and beef brisket and asked, "Qiuchi, do you like tomato and beef brisket?"
"Yeah, this was the only dish my brother knew how to cook when I was little, so I got used to it!" Yu Qiuchi is usually quite restrained when eating out, and rarely takes more than three bites of a dish in a row when eating with strangers. Today, she probably broke her rule because she was happy to see her old friends.
"I can make this dish too, I'll make it for you sometime."
"Sure, I think I'm going to be so envious of your girlfriend fans!" Yu Qiuchi agreed readily, but who knows what will happen in the future? It might just be a polite remark, and there's no need to take it seriously.
"Aren't you my fan?"
“I’m a tech enthusiast!” Yu Qiuchi retorted.
[As everyone knows, Zhou Shen doesn't have any female fans!]
[Haha, girlfriend fan? I'm a looks fan, okay!]
[No, I envy Zhou Shen even more, he can cook for his wife (﹡?o?﹡)]
Seeing that Song Yaozhuo hadn't eaten much of the meal, Yu Qiuchi asked with concern, "Is it not to your liking? Is it too spicy?"
These dishes are all on the heavier side, and Song Yaozhuo mainly ate the three-delicacy hot pot yesterday, so he probably wasn't used to it.
"It's alright." Song Yaozhuo isn't unable to eat spicy food; on the contrary, he quite likes it. However, he gets flushed easily, so he deliberately avoids spicy food when he's out.
[It's alright~ Is half a bowl of chili-flavored knife-cut noodles any good?~]
[Tsk tsk tsk, even the arrogant guy's face turns red when he eats spicy food~]
[Stop digging into other people's pasts in the comments, look at yourselves first. Sigh... these days, nothing tempts people more than a bowl of chili peppers. Chili peppers can make Song Yao blush, can you?]
[To kill someone is to destroy their spirit.]
Yu Qiuchi enjoyed the meal very much, but Song Yaozhuo was clearly in low spirits because Jiang Chenzhou and Yu Qiuchi were the main conversationalists, and Song Yaozhuo could hardly get a word in edgewise.
Fortunately, Song Yaozhuo was used to having a cold face, so ordinary people wouldn't notice.
When they're out and about, Yu Qiuchi doesn't care much about clothes; Jiang Chenzhou and Song Yaozhuo usually pick them out. Song Yaozhuo, in particular, seems to have unlocked a secret, enthusiastically putting together outfits for him. Yu Qiuchi gets tired of trying on clothes.
This store is a local store in Xunhai, selling items with a traditional Chinese style. The outfit Yu Qiuchi is wearing was put together by Song Yaozhuo using different pieces from several other outfits. Although Song Yaozhuo had already imagined it before wearing it, he was still amazed when he actually saw it.
The boy's sleeves fluttered slightly as he lifted the curtain, and his skirt billowed as he moved. His features were delicate, and although he wasn't smiling, his captivating eyes made it seem as if he were, a mixture of affection and indifference.
This outfit has three layers. The innermost layer is bright red, embroidered with golden hibiscus patterns. The second layer is wide open, extending all the way to the light blue waistband. The overall color scheme ranges from light orange to white gold and then to dusty red. The front is embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, and a thin gauze is worn over it. A silver dragon and phoenix pattern shawl is worn on the left and right sides, and a bunch of reddish feathers hang from the tail of the outer garment. The clothes are beautiful, and the person is even more beautiful.
Song Yaozhuo's gaze swept over Yu Qiuchi's slender waist, finally landing on his face. He was as handsome as a jade tree in the wind, the youngest among his peers. Even without makeup, he was already an absolute beauty.
“It looks very nice.”
"Really?" Yu Qiuchi tugged at his sleeve, feeling a little awkward. He had many Hanfu, but rarely this color.
"Really." Song Yaozhuo doesn't usually praise people, but when he does, although he uses few words, his dark eyes are full of seriousness, making it easy for people to believe him.
"That's good!"
Yu Qiuchi glanced around the small Hanfu store but didn't see Jiang Chenzhou.
"What about Zhou Shen?"
"He had something to do with his team, so he left first."
"That's true. The autumn group stage just ended recently, and he'll probably be quite busy preparing for the next tournament."
Yu Qiuchi wanted to pay for it herself, but the shop assistant said that Song Yaozhuo had already paid. Yu Qiuchi didn't dwell on the amount, since Song Yaozhuo wasn't short of money; she could always return it later. Yu Qiuchi joked, "How did you know this outfit would suit me?"
Others rely on clothes to make a person look good, but Yu Qiuchi would look good even if she wore a burlap sack!
"You look good in anything you wear."
"Your words sound just like those perfunctory comments made by people in short videos when they're shopping with their girlfriends."
"You're not just saying that to appease me, you really are beautiful."
Yu Qiuchi was just joking, but Song Yaozhuo explained it very seriously. Yu Qiuchi couldn't stand Song Yaozhuo's gaze, so she changed the subject and said, "By the way, you've only helped me with the outfits. Have you chosen yours yet?"
"I've made my choice," Song Yaozhuo said.
"If you won't let me see it, I'll wear it for you!"
Song Yaozhuo shook his head and picked up the bag handed to him by the shop assistant: "You'll see."
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