Chatper 35 (1/2)

On the way back, neither of them spoke.

Su Ziyue leaned against the car window, and the street light came in from the car window, hitting her pale face, making her look extremely tired.

Qin Muchen took a look at her and didn't speak. He just focused on driving the car. When they arrived at the apartment building, the two got in and out of the car one after the other.

After entering the room, Su Ziyue sat down on the sofa, as if she had lost her soul.

Qin Muchen watched her reaction silently, changed his clothes and came out, seeing that she was still sitting on the sofa in a daze, so he went to sit opposite her.

"I haven't eaten dinner yet, what do you want to eat?"

His voice was soft and gentle, as if he would never lose his temper.

Su Ziyue looked up at him, eyes full of bewilderment and helplessness: "I want to eat stir-fried beef, very spicy and very spicy."

"You can't eat spicy food now." He reached out and stroked the gauze on top of her head: "Because you still have injuries on your head, you have to wait until the injuries are cured before eating."

"Oh, you can eat whatever you want." Su Ziyue curled up her legs, put her chin on her knees, and curled her slender body into a small ball.

Qin Mu pondered for a while, and when he realized something, he stretched out his hand and pulled her up: "I'm going to cook now, come and help me, we can have breakfast earlier."

Su Ziyue nodded: "Okay."

The two entered the kitchen.

Qin Muchen asked Su Ziyue to take the dishes, and she took the dishes, and asked her to take the dishes, and she took the dishes.

Completely one instruction and one action.

Qin Muchen looked up at her dull look, and said softly, "Give me a plate, wash it, and dry it with a towel."

"Oh." Su Ziyue responded, and tiptoed to get the plates from the cupboard.

After Qin Mushen cut a radish, she saw her reach for the plate with difficulty on tiptoe, took half a step forward and walked behind her, and took out a plate with a stretch of her long hand.

Then handed it to her hand: "Wash it and give it to me."

Su Ziyue nodded, reaching out to take the plate in his hand.

Qin Mushen moved his arms, and there was a trace of teasing in his usually deep eyes: "Kiss me once, and I'll give it to you."

"You..." Su Ziyue was stunned for a moment, then squinted her eyes, raised her foot and stomped hard on his foot: "Okay, I'll kiss you now."

Qin Muchen hissed coldly in pain, put the plate away casually, put one hand on the cupboard behind her, and bit her lip with his head tilted.

...

Qin Muchen cooked two dishes and one soup, both of which were light, but it took half as long as usual.

The two sat down opposite each other at the dining table.

Qin Muchen was really hungry. He always ate regularly, and it was already very late today.

"Try this." Qin Muchen suddenly put a piece of carrot into Su Ziyue's bowl.

Su Ziyue stuffed it into her mouth without even looking at it, then spat it out with a "pop", staring at Qin Muchen: "Why did you pick me a carrot!"

She hates carrots the most.

Qin Muchen shook his head: "Eating carrots is good for your eyes."

"My eyes are very good." Su Ziyue curled her lips and continued to eat.

But this time I ate a little faster and a little more.

After dinner, Qin Mushen asked her to wash the dishes and let her take a bath first.

Thirty minutes later, Su Ziyue came out of the bathroom after washing up, and Qin Muchen just turned off the light in the kitchen and walked over.

Su Ziyue suddenly felt that it was inconvenient to dismantle the house like this, which always felt weird.