This time? Could there be a next time?
A thought flashed through Lu Qingyan's mind, but in the end she didn't say anything.
Rong Qing didn't ask Lu Qingyan's preferences. He ordered two medium-rare sirloin steaks for himself before saying to Lu Qingyan, "I think this tastes good. You can try it. If you want anything else after you finish eating, just order it. They serve food very quickly here."
Although the restaurant was large, the food was indeed served very quickly, just as Rong Qing had said.
After Lu Qingyan finished playing a match-3 game, the waiter brought out the steak.
Looking at the medium-rare steak with a little bit of blood, Lu Qingyan recalled the scene she had witnessed before, and her stomach churned as if someone was stirring it with a large spoon.
"Ugh—" Lu Qingyan couldn't help but lie down and dry heave.
People around Rong Qing gave him strange looks, but Rong Qing continued eating happily: "Miss Lu, if you're not used to this, you can order something else. Would you like a vegetable or fruit salad?"
Lu Qingyan waved her hand: "No need, I'll make it myself when I get back."
The food here is really unpalatable; I'd better go home quickly.
After Lu Qingyan finished speaking, Rong Qing's eyes lit up, and he asked, feigning composure, "Miss Lu, your cooking skills are quite good?"
"It's alright." She could definitely cook some simple home-style dishes, but it was certainly not comparable to those of a professional chef, and Lu Qingyan was well aware of that.
"Let's go, to your place," Rong Qing said, having already finished the two steaks he had ordered.
“Mr. Rong, you’ve already eaten.” Lu Qingyan didn’t want to bring this person home.
"Don't mind, I only ate a little bit, I'm not full yet," Rong Qing said. "Since I said I would stay by your side to protect you, I will not go back on my word."
Well, for the sake of her life, Lu Qingyan had no choice but to compromise.
At this time, Lu Qingyan was unaware of the saying, "It's easy to invite a god, but difficult to send him away."
The two of them quickly went to the supermarket to buy some vegetables, and then went to Lu Qingyan's small apartment.
Originally, Lu Qingyan planned to live on campus, but she felt that her tastes didn't match those of the other students, so she moved out and rented a small apartment for the convenience of cooking.
When I was alone, I didn't feel anything, but with Rong Qing here, it feels a bit crowded.
Rong Qing's face showed obvious anticipation, and he even thought about helping Lu Qingyan, but unfortunately he really didn't have the talent and almost burned the kitchen down. Lu Qingyan could only tell him to wait obediently outside.
With a layer of white flour on his head, Rong Qing said regretfully, "It seems I really can't make delicious food myself."
His slightly blue eyes held a melancholy that easily evoked sympathy and pity in others. Lu Qingyan thought he looked rather handsome in his melancholy, and it would be even better if he didn't cause trouble for others.
Lu Qingyan was quite hungry, but by the time the food was ready, she was probably past her peak hunger period and didn't eat much. Rong Qing, on the other hand, must be a big eater, because he actually ate half a pot of noodles.
After dinner, Rong Qing lazily sprawled on the sofa and said contentedly, "Miss Lu, why don't you move in with me?"
Lu Qingyan, who was washing dishes, almost dropped the dish she was holding.
“Mr. Rong!” Lu Qingyan gritted her teeth: “How come I didn’t know that the police would protect someone by taking that person back to their own home?”
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