He doesn't like to talk much, and he feels that instead of wasting time and energy on boring things, it's better to study more and do what he likes, but this doesn't mean that he is really a nerd.
"Actually, I just think a lot of things are unnecessary, but that doesn't mean I don't know how to do them."
Su Qiao searched for a long time, but didn't find anything useful.
He probably doesn't cook much either. Apart from a few tomatoes and some frozen dumplings, the refrigerator is filled with bottled mineral water.
Alas, it seems I have to go out again to fill my stomach.
"Okay, you can talk and are humorous enough, okay?"
"Hurry up and get some sleep. You haven't slept for two days and one night. Do you know that your appearance has declined greatly?"
Du Muhan touched his cheek. "Is it really that ugly?"
"If you don't believe me, go take a photo yourself."
"I have to buy some more ingredients. I'll make them later. I'll call you when they're done."
Du Muhan hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "Then remember to take the key and put it on the cabinet at the door."
Su Qiao picked up his suit jacket from the back of the sofa, put it on, took his cell phone and keys, and quickly went out again.
When Su Qiao came back with two big bags of ingredients, Du Muhan was already asleep on the bed in the bedroom.
She peeked in through the crack in the door, and instead of disturbing him, she concentrated on cooking in the kitchen.
First, I cooked a Radish and Pork Rib Soup in a pot, and then cooked a Braised Fish, a braised pork, and a Shredded Potatoes.
The food was ready, and when he was about to wake people up to eat, he heard faint voices coming from the bedroom.
Frowning slightly, she quickly took off her apron and pushed the door in. She found that the man on the bed was looking fierce, his hands unconsciously waving in the air, and he kept saying things like, 'No, no, no, don't hit her... don't hit her...'.
"Having a nightmare?"
Su Qiao hurried over and grabbed his waving hands. "Du Muhan? Du Muhan? Wake up, wake up."
For such a big man, how could a dream be so intense? Can't you just calm down?
Su Qiao was almost thrown away, but fortunately she was strong and reacted quickly, and she directly controlled the person. "Wake up, wake up quickly."
"Don't hit her... don't hit her..."
Su Qiao looked at his struggling and twisted face, his brows furrowed tightly.
Who hits whom?
He thinks about it day by day and dreams about it at night. Could it be related to his experience?
"Okay, okay, it's okay. As long as I'm here, no one dares to hit her again."
Du Muhan seemed to be comforted and gradually calmed down. His eyes gradually opened, but his eyes were confused, as if he had not yet completely woken up from the dream just now.
"Are you awake?"
Du Muhan blinked, the confusion disappeared, and his eyes fell on her hand holding her, "You... I..."
Su Qiao let go very naturally and explained, "You just had a nightmare, are you okay?"
Du Muhan slowly sat up and rubbed his forehead. "I'm fine. I'm probably too tired. I didn't sleep for a long time, so I fell asleep too deeply, so I had a nightmare."
He didn't want to say it, and Su Qiao had no desire to ask.
"The food is already cooked. I also made some soup. When I have nothing to do, I get up, wash my face and go out to eat. If I don't eat, I will starve."
It's dark outside the window now. Is it past eight o'clock?
Going to the supermarket to buy food, one trip and one trip, plus the time for cooking, takes at least two hours.
Du Muhan was now completely awake and nodded. "Okay, I'll be right away, you go out first."
"Well, don't take too long."