"Finished streaming?"
Since being kicked out, Pei Hanmo hadn't posted on Weibo or gone into Chu Xinghui's room. When Chu Xinghui came out, he cautiously asked:
"Was I bothering you... It was just so hard watching you eat that candy..."
"I know, I know."
Chu Xinghui rubbed the back of his head as he answered.
He couldn't bear seeing Pei Hanmo like this, yet Pei Hanmo liked acting this way in front of him. There was always something strange about the way he spoke, but he sounded so pitiful.
Was I really too harsh just now?
He had shouted, after all, and Pei Hanmo had barely ever seen him shout.
He walked into the kitchen, took the apron hanging nearby and put it on, then deftly opened the fridge to check what ingredients were inside. He asked:
"What do you want to eat?"
Pei Hanmo had thought an apology would be the end of things tonight. He hadn't expected this bonus. He immediately stepped forward, drawing close to Chu Xinghui:
"I'll eat whatever you make, Older Brother. I like anything you cook."
Chu Xinghui looked back and raised his eyebrows:
"Really?"
"Really."
The table was covered in nothing but boiled broccoli, boiled greens, and boiled cucumbers.
Pei Hanmo: ...
He turned back to look at Chu Xinghui in disbelief, his lips even trembling:
"Older Brother, is this all we're eating tonight?"
"Yep."
Chu Xinghui sat down at the dining table and calmly picked up his chopsticks:
"If it's too bland, go add some light soy sauce in the kitchen."
Pei Hanmo picked up his phone, silently took a picture of the tableful of dishes, and opened Weibo.
Not daring to question Chu Xinghui to his face, he could only grumble obliquely on Weibo.
[Pei Hanmo: Tonight's dinner, [image], so