"Sure! One cup each!" Fu Hongzhou took the pile of dishes and acquaintances into the kitchen and started working.
Mu Qingli took out a bottle of beer, tore off the packaging and put it on the table.
Mu Qingli sat comfortably on the sofa, reading a novel and eating cut fruits. She was so happy.
It was as if the two of them had returned to the end of the world.
At this time, someone rang the doorbell.
"Ali! Open the door! I'm making chili oil! I can't leave!" Fu Hongzhou's voice came from the kitchen.
Mu Qingli munched on some fruit, put her phone into her space, and went to open the door.
"...Hello!" Mu Qingli saw the people at the door and greeted them with a smile.
Standing at the door were Gao Yue and a middle-aged couple, needless to say, her parents.
"Hello, is Hongzhou at home?" the middle-aged woman asked with a smile.
"Oh, it's him. He is cooking in the kitchen. Please come in!" Mu Qingli said with a natural smile.
Mu Qingli has a good temperament and can't help but have the air of a hostess.
The three of them entered the house and smelled the delicious aroma coming from the kitchen in the living room.
"Please sit down! He will be out soon!" Mu Qingli asked them to sit down, while she sat aside and continued to eat the fruit in her hand.
"There are fruits in the fruit plate, please feel free to eat as you please!" Mu Qingli seemed to have thought of something and continued to speak.
"You really think you are the hostess. How can you let Brother Hongzhou cook?" Gao Yue asked somewhat indignantly.
"If we don't let him do it, who else should do it?" Mu Qingli asked without raising her head.
"Of course you did it, Brother Hongzhou is a man!" Gao Yue couldn't help but said loudly.
"What's wrong with being a man? Who says men can't cook? Besides, I'm a guest! How can I let a guest cook?" Mu Qingli retorted bluntly.
Gao Yue actually understood this logic, but she didn't want Brother Hongzhou to cook for this woman. She had never eaten a meal cooked by Brother Hongzhou himself!
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