C19 (2/2)

”You sit here and watch TV when you're bored. I'll make you dinner.” Qin Hanze bent over and kissed her on the forehead before turning around and walking towards the kitchen.

Wen Zhizhi touched her burning cheeks and mumbled to herself, ”Wen Zhizhi, why are you so disappointing? He's your boyfriend, why is he shy? Why does he look like a little girl!”

A few words fell into Qin Hanze's ears one by one, but his heart was filled with ridicule.

He really knew how to put on an act.

After staring coldly at Wen Zhizhi for a few seconds, Qin Hanze took out the things in the fridge and transferred them to the kitchen.

After twenty minutes, a few hot dishes began to emit a mouth-watering fragrance.

”It smells so good ~” Wen Zhizhi laid on the back of the sofa and watched Qin Hanze walk in and out carrying food. The usually cold and aloof surgeon had now turned into a warm and comfortable family chef.

Qin Hanze knew that someone was staring at him, so he turned to Wen Zhizhi and said, ”If you keep looking, you're not allowed to eat dinner!”

Wen Zhizhi pursed her lips and pretended to be innocent as she said, ”If you don't want to eat, then don't. You're already so pretty that you can eat anyway.”

Just as he wanted to turn his head to see Qin Hanze's reaction, he was blocked by the other party's mouth willfully.

It was a minute before she could breathe the fresh air.

Qin Hanze smiled and continued, ”This is your little punishment. Come, let's eat dinner.”

Without waiting for a response, Wen Zhizhi was carried to the dining table by his princess.

Looking at the delicious dishes, Wen Zhizhi couldn't believe that the doctor with the scalpel could even use the kitchen knife as he pleased.

”What is it? ”Unpalatable?”

Looking at Wen Zhizhi's unmoving chopsticks, Qin Hanze thought she was looking down on something, but he immediately overturned his conjecture.

”No!” Wen Zhizhi shook her head. ”It's really too delicious, so I'm too embarrassed to ruin its aesthetic, hehe.”

Looking at her silly smile, Qin Hanze was momentarily at a loss.

”Then hurry up and eat it. It won't taste anymore once it's cold.”

Wen Zhizhi carried the dish into her mouth. Although it was all vegetarian, it was much more delicious than meat dishes.

”You're sick, so you can't eat greasy food. I made you a vegetable dish, and when you recovered, I'll make you something else.”

Hearing her warm words, the corners of Wen Zhizhi's eyes began to turn red.

Seeing that she had stopped eating, Qin Hanze puzzledly asked, ”Doesn't it taste good?”

”No, it's very delicious. It's just that very few people care so much about me anymore. I don't have any friends in this city other than Sisi. ”

Qin Hanze picked some dishes and delivered them to her bowl. He comforted her, ”Even if you don't have any friends, you still have me. Zhizhi, accept my kindness. This is my duty, and also the expression of loving you, okay?”

Wenzhi had recorded what he had said in her heart. This time, she would forever cherish it in her memory.

”Alright.” With that, Wen Zhizhi continued to eat. Along the way, they fed each other, and the ordinary warmth in the food temporarily covered up all the worries that had surrounded them.

After dinner, Wen Zhizhi suggested that they wash the dishes, but Qin Hanze carried her back to her room, leaving her with no choice but to quietly lie on the bed and play with her phone.

”I haven't been able to contact Sisi for a few days. I wonder how she's been doing.” So Wen Zhizhi called, but only received the busy signal.