Tang Yu then rolled over, casually put on his coat, and turned around to ask, "Are you hungry? I'll make something for you."
"Um."
Qu Qiuran realized that Tang Yu would not turn around if he didn't answer, so he had no choice but to respond.
But when he realized what Tang Yu had said, he sat up with a start. It was at this moment that he saw that the usually calm and composed Qu Qiuran could actually show such a panicked expression.
It's just... quite cute.
Tang Yu sighed seriously in his heart.
"What...what are you going to do?" Qu Qiuran stared at Tang Yu with his brown eyes and asked in surprise.
Cooking...this kind of thing should have nothing to do with Tang Yu, right?
Tang Yu's slender and clean hands seemed more suitable for flipping through documents rather than doing these things.
However, Tang Yu was not frightened. Instead, he rolled up his sleeves slowly and replied softly, "Cooking."
He might not have done that when he was a wealthy and well-off man, but now that he is down and out, he might still do that.
This is also more in line with the character's development process.
But Tang Yu didn't know how much shock his casual words had brought to Qu Qiuran, so he just busily started preparing.
Although this was a hotel, Qu Qiuran's room had a semi-open kitchen with a complete set of tableware. Tang Yu glanced at the microwave and confidently brought the food box over.
That’s perfect, no need to waste it.
It's edible even if you make do with it.
Watching Tang Yu's natural and skillful movements, Qu Qiuran sat on the bed, but his hands involuntarily clenched the quilt.
As expected...
After something happened in his family, Tang Yu, as the abandoned chess piece, had to learn to bow to life.
Obviously... Tang Yu would never do this...
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Qu Qiuran clenched his fingers until his knuckles began to turn white. When he grabbed his clothes and put them on to do it himself, he saw Tang Yu opening the lunch box and taking out the food one by one.
then--
He saw Tang Yu ponder for a moment and then open the microwave.
Qu Qiuran's movements suddenly slowed down, and he looked at Tang Yu in a daze.
He...he thought...
"What's wrong?"
Tang Yu also noticed Qu Qiuran's gaze, so he raised his head and asked softly. After asking, he muttered in distress:
"Which one should I heat first?"
"Or should we squeeze more in?"
Qu Qiuran: “…”
Oh, this is the food he asked Xiao Wang to pack last night.
But wait!
Qu Qiuran got up from the bed. His pajamas and slightly messy hair made him look completely different from the glamorous Qu Qiuran in the advertisement.
Yes, Qu Qiuran even had a strand of hair sticking up.
But now he certainly didn't know, and asked Tang Yu in disbelief: "Are you heating up last night's meal?"
"Yeah." Tang Yu fiddled with the side dishes and answered casually without even raising his head.
I didn’t eat anything last night. It would be a shame if I didn’t eat it.
But Tang Yu didn't know that Qu Qiuran was shocked after hearing this -
Tang Yu had taken him back to the Tang family's old house once before, so he had seen countless exquisite delicacies on the table when they ate. Even then, Tang Yu looked at them without any interest, and instead lazily picked up his chopsticks and took a few casual bites.
The housekeeper still persuaded Tang Yu, and Tang Yu drank another bowl of soup.
So when he asked what to do with the leftover food, Tang Yu took a sip of tea and said nonchalantly:
"How would I know? Anyway, it won't appear on the next dinner table."
So now, Tang Yu, who is extremely picky about food, would actually look regretful about the untouched food from last night?
For a moment, Qu Qiuran didn't know what to say or what to ask.
In the end, he chose to suppress all these doubts and confusions in his heart.
"Let me do it." Qu Qiuran came over and wanted to push Tang Yu out, but found that Tang Yu didn't move at all after pushing for a long time.
After a while, Tang Yu raised his head and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"
If he saw it correctly... was Qu Qiuran pushing him?
But it doesn't look like he was using any force.
Facing Tang Yu's puzzled gaze, a trace of shame and anger finally appeared in Qu Qiuran's calm eyes.
He... did it on purpose!
It’s really not Tang Yu’s fault, he really didn’t hear it.
Perhaps because he was too focused on arranging the dishes, Tang Yu only knew that Qu Qiuran said something to him softly, but what those words were, Tang Yu... had no idea.
So Tang Yu looked at Qu Qiuran sincerely at this moment, hoping that he could answer his questions.
"No, nothing!"
Qu Qiuran's tone suddenly turned cold, and he denied it in a low voice.
There was no way he could admit that he had just done something so stupid.
"Oh..." Tang Yu stretched out his tone and withdrew his gaze from Qu Qiuran. After hearing the "beep" of the microwave, he busily took out the heated food from the microwave and put the next batch in.
It's really organized.
"Go wash up first, I'll do... I'll call you when it's hot." Tang Yu looked at Qu Qiuran with a smile, and the word "do" was corrected by him rigorously as soon as he said it.
"Yeah." Qu Qiuran lowered his eyes, responded in a low voice, and then went out.
Perhaps it was because Tang Yu was too gentle at the moment, he was unconsciously influenced and subconsciously did what Tang Yu said. When he reached the bathroom door, his footsteps paused slightly.
Qu Qiuran didn't know what was going on in his mind, and he suddenly quickened his pace. After quickly washing up, he went to the desk and turned on the computer.
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