During this period, the rhythm of her life was disrupted by Red, and her progress in writing was also interrupted. However, she did not expect that when she sat down today, her heart was extremely quiet, and she was not affected by the outside world at all when she was typing.
Influence, smooth thinking, and spring of literary thoughts.
When she finished typing the last word, it was already noon.
She touched her belly and chuckled, no wonder she felt hungry.
After going downstairs, she thought about getting something to eat, but on the dining table, just like in the morning, several dishes of home-cooked dishes appeared by magic. The bowls and chopsticks were already placed, and the rice was served, as if they were just waiting for the master.
It's coming.
Qin Huan's footsteps paused again.
Red walked out of the kitchen. He was still wearing her apron. Taking advantage of his tall body, he looked a little funny, which extremely damaged the image of the king. But he didn't care at all. When he saw Qin Huan, his voice
Low and gentle, "You are hungry, come down and eat."
Qin Huan's eyes were indifferent as he scanned the dishes on the table.
Red took off his apron and put his hands on the table. His dark eyes locked her face tightly, and his tone seemed to be a little pleading, "Huanhuan, you didn't eat much in the morning, but now you eat everything."
Order it, I... this is my first time cooking... or else, just for the sake of keeping my house so clean, you can eat some too."
He tried to speak casually, but the big palms he placed on the table were clenched tightly unconsciously, and the veins on the back of his hands were still popping up one by one.
Qin Huan's eyes slid across the hall. The hall was actually not clean. It was a little messy. Moreover, the floor was wiped very brightly somewhere, and there were a few footprints on the floor somewhere, but she could tell.
, Red tried his best.
She thought he was going to use some tricks to entangle her, but she didn't expect that he was like this...
So humble, so sincere.
Qin Huan thought that she could ignore him as always, just like she could turn around and throw away the breakfast he prepared for her in the morning, but at this moment, her feet could not move.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Red didn't have much confidence in his heart, so he had to take a few steps forward and slowly reached out to touch her hand, "Huanhuan..."
Just when his hand was about to touch her wrist, Qin Huan moved, but instead of going upstairs, she went downstairs.
Although Red was a little pity, he was still very happy that her attitude softened. He quickly followed her and helped her pull out the chair for her to sit down.
Red sat next to him and wrung his hands together unconsciously, "It's my first time making this. I don't know if it tastes good. Huanhuan, just come closer, okay?"
After saying that, he stared at her with burning eyes, waiting for her assessment.
Qin Huan's hands clenched in vain, but he still reached out and picked up the chopsticks, picked up a dish at random, and put it into his mouth.
However, when she took the first bite into her mouth, she knew that it was not made by Red himself, because the taste was too familiar to her. It was made in the restaurant downstairs where she often ordered takeout.
A trace of embarrassment flashed across Red's eyes very quickly, and he looked away unconsciously, but soon, he drooped his shoulders again, "Huanhuan, I really want to make food for you, but... that book
It looks very simple, but when you make it... But don't worry, if I practice a few more times, I will definitely be able to cook something for you!!"