Good at cooking
In Kong Lingyu's eyes, the only person in the world who would not betray Fang Huai was himself.
Only after the person in his arms calmed down and fell asleep did Kong Lingyu relax and look at Fang Huai carefully.
Seeing the dark circles under Fang Huai's eyes, Wu Na felt distressed and put him on the bed, sitting beside the bed and guarding Fang Huai all the time.
The sleeping Fang Huai seemed to have had a nightmare, with his brows furrowed. Kong Lingyu reached out and gently smoothed Fang Huai's brows. When he withdrew his hand, his whole hand was trembling.
"Help me check the situation at the hospital."
After making sure Fang Huai was asleep, Kong Lingyu got up and walked outside with a cold expression and icy eyes. He had regained his indifferent look.
After a while, the efficient assistant relayed the details of what had happened. After reading it, Kong Lingyu's eyes darkened and he said in a cold voice, "Zhao Delang?"
"Disgusting guy."
Kong Lingyu clicked on Zhao Delang's information with disgust, and his eyes were full of mockery when he saw some of the things this guy had done.
He closed the file, ordered his men to send out what they had found, and said, "Don't give him a chance to turn things around. Since he likes to tell tales so much, he should cut off his own braids, right?
Tan Cheng heard the sound coming from Assistant Feng's phone, pouted, and boredly opened his phone. He blocked the guy who kept sending harassing text messages and said with a look of anticipation, "Tsk tsk, someone's going to be in trouble."
"By the way, Kong Lingyu, when will you come back to work?"
Tan Cheng shouted at the top of his lungs, and Assistant Feng reluctantly moved his phone closer to Tan Cheng, knowing that Manager Tan was a mysophobe and deliberately kept a distance.
Kong Lingyu stood on the balcony, carefully tending to Fang Huai's flowers, when she heard Tan Cheng's voice, "It's still early."
"You've been gone for nearly half a month, right?" Tan Cheng said helplessly, "It's about time you came back."
Kong Lingyu held the phone away, pretending not to hear the voice on the other end. "The signal is bad. I'm hanging up now."
"By the way, Manager Tan, I'm planning to take a long vacation this time. I believe that as a good brother, you will support me for your brother's happiness, right?"
Without waiting for Tan Cheng to answer, he immediately hung up the phone and slowly walked into the room carrying a kettle.
When he walked to the entrance and saw the sweeping robot placed on the cabinet, Kong Lingyu's eyes darkened. He took the robot out and checked it carefully before finally finding the fault.
There were no obvious signs of use on the robot. Kong Lingyu looked at the anti-collision film next to it and could see that Fang Huai cared about this robot. Kong Lingyu looked down at the sweeping robot in his hand and felt uncomfortable.
He sighed, then took out his tools and repaired the robot with ease. He added some small functions and also modified the robot's instructions.
[Maimai, be happy.] The robot's voice echoed in the empty living room.
【Maimai is awesome today! 】
【Maimai, be happy today. It’s okay if you don’t. 】
【I will always be with you. 】
......
【Maimai, be happy today. 】
When Fang Huai woke up, he saw the robot vacuum cleaner that had broken down a while ago running around in the bedroom, flashing its red light and saying, "Maimai, be happy today."
After discovering Fang Huai had gotten out of bed, he turned around and touched Fang Huai's ankle, "Maimai, be happy today."
It’s okay to be unhappy.
【I will always be with you. 】
Fang Huai looked at the robots running around the room in surprise. Kong Lingyu leaned against the door and looked at Fang Huai with a smile.
"Maimai, I have a surprise for you."
Kong Lingyu stretched out his hand to Fang Huai, Fang Huai walked over, and the sweeping robot also followed him out of the bedroom, but Fang Huai did not hold Kong Lingyu's hand. His broad palm was clenched in mid-air, hanging unwillingly at his side. The owner had an indifferent smile on his face, but the protruding blue veins on the back of his hand revealed Kong Lingyu's emotions.
A smile flashed across Fang Huai's eyes, but Kong Lingyu didn't catch it.
"I've kept all the flowers on the balcony alive. Look—"
Kong Lingyu stood on the balcony, surrounded by vibrant plants and colorful flowers in full bloom. Fang Huai's eyes fell on the best-blooming pot of flowers in the corner and he narrowed his eyes.
"I put a lot of effort into this, carefully studying the fertilizer ratio and nutrient solution... By the way, Mai Mai? What are you looking at?"
Noticing Fang Huai's attention was focused on the best-blooming flower in the corner, Kong Lingyu guiltily turned around to block Fang Huai's view, then pulled Fang Huai aside to introduce the flowers he had carefully cultivated. "Look at this one, isn't it beautiful? It still has many buds."
"And this... By the way, Mai Mai, are you hungry? My cooking skills have improved a lot recently. Do you want to try the corn and pork rib soup I just learned?"
Fang Huai was led out of the balcony by Kong Lingyu, and the robot vacuum cleaner next to him kept repeating: [Maimai, be happy today.]
【Be happy...】
Fang Huai sat helplessly at the dining table and watched the robot vacuum sweeping around the house. Kong Lingyu brought a bowl of corn and pork ribs soup. The oil on it was skimmed off very cleanly. The pork ribs with the right amount of fat and lean meat and a few pieces of fresh corn looked very appetizing.
Kong Lingyu tilted his head and looked at Fang Huai with anticipation. Fang Huai, facing Kong Lingyu's burning gaze, tentatively picked up the spoon and took a sip.
"Is it delicious?"
Fang Huai nodded: "Not bad."
"If it tastes good, drink more. I'll make winter melon porridge for you next time. By the way, isn't this robot vacuum cleaner much cuter now? I installed a voice system in it, and it makes different sounds according to different commands. Would you like to try it, Maimai?"
"There are several tones, mine and yours..."
"Forget it, this is it." Fang Huai lowered his head to drink his soup, his face expressionless. He decisively rejected Kong Lingyu's proposal because he couldn't imagine the robots running around the room repeating in their own voices: [Maimai, be happy today.]
My scalp tingles just thinking about it.
He ate a few pieces of corn and didn't want to eat anymore. But when he saw Kong Lingyu naturally took the bowl in front of him and was about to eat the food under him, Fang Huai reached out to cover the bowl and said reluctantly, "I'll eat it myself."
"good."
Kong Lingyu let go of his hand and stared at Fang Huai as he finished the food in the bowl. Then he walked into the kitchen humming a song with satisfaction.
Fang Huai took advantage of Kong Lingyu's busyness and drank a few glasses of warm water.
Kong Lingyu was in the kitchen, but he didn't forget to chat with Fang Huai, talking about interesting things on the Internet recently and his cooking experience... He chattered incessantly, and Fang Huai sat outside and listened quietly.
I feel at ease because there is someone around me, a talkative but interesting person, and every time the overwhelming emotions come to me, they are suppressed.
Kong Lingyu always has a talent for turning big things into small things and small things into nothing.
Occasionally, when Fang Huai couldn't control his emotions, Kong Lingyu would always hug Fang Huai and comfort him softly: "Maimai, it's okay, you're just unhappy, it's okay."
Every time Tan Cheng called, Kong Lingyu was always busy. Tan Cheng was surprised and said, "Kong Lingyu, have you given all your patience in this life to that enemy?"
"You can't wait to hold the person in your hands and hold him in your mouth."
Kong Lingyu, who was busy making soup, took off his soiled apron and scolded him with a sullen smile, "Go wherever it's cooler."
"Tsk tsk, you're such a good pity boy! You shouldn't be playing games, you should be acting."
Tan Cheng rolled his eyes in the video. Kong Lingyu ignored him, hung up the phone, walked to the door and squatted down.
"Fang Huai? Mai Mai, let's eat."
Fang Huai sat in front of the door, looking up at Kong Lingyu helplessly. As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. Kong Lingyu indulged him too much, and his bad emotions were vented out like hitting cotton.
Fang Huai was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk. He shook his head and signaled Kong Lingyu not to pay attention to him.
"Don't you want to eat it? I worked so hard to make it."
Kong Lingyu said with a worried look on his face. Fang Huai moved aside with a wooden face. Kong Lingyu sat down next to Fang Huai.
He sighed deeply, and the next second he said in a sad voice: "It's all my fault that my cooking is bad. I'm so disappointing."
"You don't want to eat a single bite. I'm such a failure. How can I..."
The chattering was so noisy that Fang Huai couldn't stand it any more. He weakly glared at Kong Lingyu who was pretending to be pitiful next to him, took the bowl with a fearless attitude, and didn't move.
"Want me to feed you?"
Kong Lingyu came forward and said with a smile that seeing Fang Huai didn't move, he really wanted to feed Fang Huai like a child.
Fang Huai glanced at Kong Lingyu, and when his hands stopped shaking, he slowly started eating. As he ate, he said, "Kong Lingyu."
"I am here."
"Actually, you don't have to be so nice to me. I'll be fine after a while, really."
As Fang Huai spoke, he swallowed the unpalatable food in his mouth with an expressionless face.
Kong Lingyu’s cooking is really bad. The taste is different every time. Even if it is the same dish, he can make it taste different.
If it weren't for Kong Lingyu, Fang Huai would definitely not have eaten, because he now felt nauseous at the sight of food. As he ate, the nausea came up and he couldn't suppress it. Fang Huai quickly pushed the bowl aside and tried hard to suppress the urge to vomit.
"I'm stuffed."
Kong Lingyu obviously didn't know his cooking skills. He removed the rice grains stuck to the corners of Fang Huai's mouth with satisfaction and said with gratitude, "Thank goodness Mai Mai doesn't despise me."
After saying that, he swept away all the food under Fang Huai. Fang Huai looked at Kong Lingyu in surprise, and Kong Lingyu looked up in confusion.
"What's wrong?"
"fine."
Fang Huai shook his head. The disgusting desire was suppressed by this guy's jokes, but Kong Lingyu really didn't think that the food he cooked was bad.
When it came to Kong Lingyu's place, he really didn't think the food he cooked was bad. To him, food seemed to be just something to fill his stomach, and the texture and taste were not important to him.
But seeing that Fang Huai can eat it every time, I guess it tastes pretty good.
Kong Lingyu thought confidently, raised his head and asked Fang Huai: "What would you like to eat tonight?"
"I've learned a lot of new dishes online, and I can make them for you."
The expression on Fang Huai's face suddenly froze. He pursed his lips and blinked his lifeless eyes. "I don't want to eat."
"How about tomato and eggs?"
"Kong Lingyu, I don't want to eat."
"Winter melon and pork rib soup?"
"I want porridge." Fang Huai compromised and emphasized: "Plain porridge."
"Kong Lingyu, I want to drink plain porridge without any seasoning."
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