Yue Ze looked at Chu Ci's actions, raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked directly at the girl in front of him, his words a little ambiguous, "No, I think... it's still a little hot."
The last voice was very low and Chu Ci didn't hear it clearly, but she didn't think much about it. Yue Ze just sent Chu Ci all the way home.
After agreeing on a time to come on the weekend, Yue Ze turned around and left.
The weekend is here.
The doorbell of Chu Ci's house rang on time.
This person probably has some obsessive-compulsive disorder. He strictly follows the rules for everything and will arrive at the time he says he will.
Not a minute too late, not a minute too early.
Chu Ci had just woken up and opened the door for him with messy hair.
Yue Ze outside the door was finally no longer wearing his school uniform.
Today I am wearing a short-sleeved dark blue plaid shirt, which already has a bookish vibe, and now it gives me an even more clean feeling.
He was still wearing the same pair of black-framed glasses and holding a few notebooks in his hands. Judging from the thickness of the notebooks, it seemed that he had brought all his homework.
It looks like he's going to stay here for a long time.
Seeing Chu Ci wearing pajamas with sleepy eyes and messy hair, it was obvious that she was still half asleep and had not woken up yet.
Yue Ze raised his eyebrows, subconsciously raised his hand to rub Chu Ci's messy hair, then pushed Chu Ci inside and closed the door behind him.
A faint voice sounded, "Are you still asleep?"
Chu Ci hummed and yawned, "No, I just got up not long ago, but I haven't washed up yet."
After Chu Ci went to wash up, she asked Yue Ze to sit on the sofa and wait for her.
But when she came out of the bathroom, Yue Ze only left a small pile of books on the table, and no one knew where he had gone.
When Chu Ci found the kitchen, Yue Ze was already skillfully making a simple breakfast in the kitchen.
Fried eggs, milk, bread.
Because Chu Ci herself is not very good at cooking, even though she was a food blogger in a previous dimension, she often failed, so she basically avoids cooking if possible.
So there are very few ingredients at home.
There is not much room left for Yue Ze to play.
When Yue Ze noticed the sound of the door and turned around to look, he saw the fair and tender little girl who had already washed up and was wearing a pink rabbit ice silk short-sleeved shorts and pajamas, leaning against the door and looking at him eagerly.
There seemed to be a few words engraved on the little forehead - Although I am not very good at cooking, I can eat!
Yue Ze still had the spatula in his hand. He put down the pot, freed one hand, and waved at Chu Ci, "Come here."
Chu Ci then came out from behind the door, walked up to him, and poked her little head into the pot to take a look.
His eyes lit up when he saw the golden fried egg.
Yue Ze chuckled softly, found a plate to put all the food on, and let Chu Ci carry it out herself.
He casually spread jam on two slices of bread, took them and followed Chu Ci out.
"Didn't you have breakfast either?" Chu Ci took a bite of the perfectly seasoned fried egg, took a sip of the milk he had carefully warmed, sat on the sofa, and looked up at him.
Then the man came out of the kitchen with a piece of bread in his hand.
"I've eaten a little, and you just eat yours." Yue Ze said this, tearing off a small piece of jam-covered bread in his hand and handing it to Chu Ci's mouth in a light voice.
Maybe it's because I've become accustomed to being fed by this person these days.
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