"Taro, potatoes, pork belly, fatty beef, and braised beef brisket from the supermarket..." Jia Mingchuan casually named a few items.
"Still ordering according to my taste? Don't you want anything to eat?" Su Ziqian raised his eyes slightly, a hint of surprise at Jia Mingchuan's understanding of his preferences.
"My cooking skills aren't as good as Yan Guiyun's or Bai Chongxuan's. It's barely edible. You don't mind, do you?" Jia Mingchuan avoided Su Ziqian's scrutinizing gaze and went straight to the refrigerator in the kitchen.
[ Brother Chuan, why are you afraid to make eye contact with this beautiful woman?]
[Haha, Brother Chuan is a bit timid, or maybe he's embarrassed.]
Su Ziqian is genuinely kind when he's being amiable, and genuinely strict when he's being strict.
Su Ziqian is our physics professor who teaches 'Thermal Statistical Mechanics'. We have a love-hate relationship with his classes; Professor Su is handsome, but he's just too strict.
[Haha, Brother Chuan doesn't dare to look, the pressure from the teacher is too much.]
Su Ziqian didn't plan to help either. In his opinion, Jia Mingchuan could cook a meal very quickly, and he would only make things worse if he went, since he had never even cooked before.
He mostly ate at the school's teachers' cafeteria.
"Want some pudding? I remember you loved it when you were in school." Jia Mingchuan brought over a cup of mango pudding and handed it to him.
Su Ziqian raised his hand and accepted it without any hesitation, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
This idiot knows he loves mango pudding, but doesn't he know he's Xiao Feiqi?
After handing it to him, Jia Mingchuan went back to the kitchen to get busy.
Su Ziqian lowered his head, looking thoughtfully at the palm-sized, yellowish-white box containing pudding in his hand.
" Senior An Yan, your takeout is here!"
Since An Yan came to the dating show, Hu Bing's personality has become more outgoing and less reserved. To him and An Yan, they are simply roommates who have moved to a different apartment.
"Yes, you've worked hard. Wipe your sweat."
An Yan's hands are usable again; she was slightly scalded when she poured hot water last time.
The special medicine really works.
"I don't need to wipe it, I'll just wash my face." Hu Bing placed the takeout on the dining table.
An Yan, who was sitting on the sofa, lowered her hand holding the tissue and followed them to the dining room.
"I've spoken to your aunt and uncle about your retirement, and they've agreed."
Hu Bing, bent over, paused as she was about to press the tap on the water outlet. She turned to look at An Yan in disbelief. "Senior? Are you serious?"
"Yes, but you must learn these two foreign languages."
"Sigh, I know. My family is in the import and export business, so I've resigned myself to studying this. But anyway, my brother manages the group, so I'm not too worried."
Hu Bing had wanted to be a freeloader for too long. He wasn't afraid of high-intensity training, and learning a couple more foreign languages was a piece of cake for him.
However, he didn't want to say that he deliberately asked Senior An to help him with tutoring... An Yan's female classmates kept sending him messages to ask An Yan out. Although An Yan didn't go, Hu Bing always felt annoyed and didn't know how to tell An Yan.
He simply couldn't discern An Yan's sexual orientation.
"Knock knock knock!"
Before they could continue speaking, a knock sounded on the wooden door.
Hu Bing was quite far away, so An Yan went over and opened the door.
Hu Bing was also curious about who had come, so he followed the gaze and saw what An Yan saw the moment he opened the door!
" Chichi!" Hu Bing hurriedly washed her face.
I picked up a tissue from the side, wiped the water off my face haphazardly, and threw the tissue into the trash can.
Holding only a soup bowl, Chi Yining stood at the door with a gentle smile on his lips, ignoring An Yan's scrutinizing gaze and watching Hu Bing happily walk towards him.