Chapter 72: Raised Lips to Promise

After leaving Wen Miao and returning to his own room, Wen Shuzhou took a shower and went to sleep in his room, leaving Wen Qingzhou with a confused look on his face.

"Did I say something wrong?"

The crescent moon hangs high in the sky, shining with the stars.

The next morning, an hour after Wen Shuzhou had been out, Wen Qingzhou arrived at Wen Miao's house with sleepy eyes.

"Anything else to eat, Wen Miao?"

"Are you resting today?" Wen Miao looked at Wen Qingzhou with messy hair and said calmly.

"No, Xiao Ye will pick me up at 11 o'clock." Wen Qingzhou said, holding his stomach.

"Wen Miao, find something to eat. I'm starving."

"I've saved it for you. It's fried egg and scallion pancake. Wait." Wen Miao said with a slight smile on his face.

"Wen Miao, don't forget to have a small plate of your unique kimchi." Wen Qingzhou chased Wen Miao and asked for the refreshing kimchi.

"Yes, yes, yes. Yours is indispensable." Wen Miao said as he walked towards the kitchen.

"Wait."

"Okay." Wen Qingzhou was satisfied.

...After sending Wen Qingzhou out, Wen Miao went to deal with some small orders on the computer and got up.

"Wen Miao!"

"Shuzhou? ...Is he back?"

Glancing at the clock on the wall, it was a quarter past twelve. Wen Miao seemed to have not expected Wen Shuzhou to come back so early. Looking at Wen Qingzhou who suddenly appeared at the door, he was slightly stunned with his arms stretched out.

"Yeah." Wen Shuzhou pursed his lips and looked at Wen Miao.

"Do you need my help?"

"Well, I haven't prepared the ingredients for the hot pot yet, I need to..." Wen Miao came back to his senses and grabbed the hair at the back of his head.

"Do you want to wash the vegetables?" Before Wen Miao could finish, Wen Shuzhou had already said what he wanted to say.

"Um."

"Okay, let's start!" Wen Shuzhou took off his coat, changed into slippers, tied on an apron skillfully, and opened the refrigerator door.

"Which vegetables should we wash, Wen Miao?"

After Wen Shuzhou's series of actions, Wen Miao was stunned.

"What's wrong, Wen Miao?" Wen Shuzhou pursed his lips slightly. It was rare to see Wen Miao like this! I have to say, it feels good to tease a child.

"Oh, this... this..." Wen Miao stepped forward and took something out of the refrigerator.

More than half an hour later, Wen Miao's slightly spicy hotpot was served.

"Taste it and see if the spiciness is to your liking." Wen Miao gave the first piece of meatball with his chopsticks to Wen Shuzhou beside him.

“…The spiciness is just right.” Wen Shuzhou took a bite and said seriously.

"As long as it suits your taste." Wen Miao swallowed a piece of gluten.

"Wen Miao, thank you." Wen Shuzhou pinched a piece of meat and said sincerely.

"Thank me? Thank me for what?" Wen Miao raised his eyebrows while chewing rice.

"Thank you for adapting to my taste." Wen Shuzhou said after pausing for a moment with his chopsticks.

"It's not a big deal, not worth mentioning." Wen Miao shook his head slightly.

"Bacon is good, Wen Miao, you have some." As a courtesy, Wen Shuzhou placed a piece of bacon on the rice in Wen Miao's bowl.

"Well, don't worry about me, eat too." Wen Miao said after taking a sip of orange juice.

"I'm eating..."

The two of them chatted and laughed while eating, and the pot of food was soon finished.

"It feels so comfortable!" Wen Miao wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"The hotpot is really delicious. We can eat it often in the future!" Wen Shuzhou's taste buds were also conquered.

"Sure, I like it very much." Wen Miao raised his lips to assure.