Chapter 25 You Understand Me Too Well
"Really? Brother? You understand me too well. How did Wen Miao react?" Wen Qingzhou sat up straight and looked at his brother.
"He..." Wen Shuzhou paused slightly when speaking.
"Didn't he agree?..." Wen Qingzhou asked a little disappointedly.
"...He agreed!" Wen Shuzhou said with a slight curve of his lips.
"Brother - are you doing this on purpose? You're breathing heavily when you talk." Wen Qingzhou glanced at his brother with dissatisfaction, then grinned and said.
"It's great that Wen Miao agreed to pay for the meal!"
"Are you so happy? Even the chef at home has never seen you with this attitude?" Wen Shuzhou tapped Wen Qingzhou's forehead lightly.
"Brother, how can it be the same? The meals prepared by the chef at home are not bad, but they are too rigid. After a long time, I have no desire to eat them at all. Wen Miao's cooking skills are different from theirs. Although they are not as exquisite and sophisticated, and I can't tell what is different, but I just like to eat them." Wen Qingzhou said, covering his forehead.
"Oh, I understand." Wen Shuzhou sat down on the sofa.
"Brother, can we go to Wen Miao's room a few minutes earlier?" Wen Qingzhou asked Wen Shuzhou pitifully, holding his empty stomach.
"Is it okay?" Wen Shuzhou said with a gleam in his eyes.
"It will definitely work. Wen Miao is not a bad person. He is gentle and he is our neighbor. We have been getting along well with him these past two days. Let's go, brother." Wen Qingzhou said as he stood up.
"I'm hungry."
"good."
"You two brothers are here...dinner isn't ready yet!" Wen Miao said with a little surprise, looking at Wen Shuzhou and Wen Qingzhou at the door.
"It's okay, Wen Miao, my brother and I can help you." Wen Qingzhou smiled and squeezed past Wen Miao as he entered the room.
"Okay." Wen Miao said as his eyes fell on Wen Shuzhou's face.
"Come in."
"Wen Miao, what should I do?" Wen Qingzhou asked after entering the house.
"Can you still help? I can hear your stomach growling." Wen Miao said lightly.
"I..." Wen Qingzhou felt a little embarrassed when others heard the sound of his hunger.
"Here, take it to you, eat some first." Wen Miao went into the kitchen and put a plate of French fries on the dining table.
"Wen Miao, you're the best." Wen Qingzhou's eyes lit up the moment he scanned the French fries with a small portion of ketchup.
"Qingzhou, eat quickly...you, go to the kitchen and help." After Wen Miao said this to Wen Qingzhou, he gestured to Wen Shuzhou.
"Okay." Wen Shuzhou responded readily.
If this happened in the company, and someone pointed fingers at Wen Shuzhou like this, everyone would be shocked. If they heard Wen Shuzhou respond, they would probably just believe that the sun rises in the west.