Ling Mu walked fast and didnât hear Le Jin scolding him behind his back.
After arriving in the villa, he went directly to the kitchen to help Qiu Zhenyang make lunch together.
âHey, hey, donât come in!â Qiu Zhenyang was frying steaks when he saw Ling Muâs figure from the corner of his eyes, and immediately turned nervously to stop him.
Ling Mu raised his eyebrows: âWhy?â
Qiu Zhenyang said angrily: âDonât you remember that your health is not yet healthy? The kitchen space is so small, what if you get too close to me and feel uncomfortable?â
He is now wholeheartedly thinking about Ling Muâs body!
Glancing at the space in the kitchen, Ling Mu walked to the sink without a word, and lowered his head to wash the dishes. âThe space here is quite large, and the windows are open, so there is no need to be so careful. You keep busy first, Iâll help you wash the dishes in the sink first and then go out.â
Anyway, heâs idle and has nothing to do. If he goes out, he might run into that pesky person again, so he might as well stay in the kitchen for a while.
Qiu Zhenyang looked at him from a distance, and asked tentatively, âDid Le Jin offend you? Mumu, donât worry, my feelings for you are genuine and witnessed by the heavens! He means nothing to me; even in the past, I only treated him as a younger brother! Besides, we havenât seen each other for a long time, and I didnât even know about him coming here this time!â
He really hated the original protagonistâs setting right now. What heartthrob? He hates it the most, okay? He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and he couldnât hold Ling Mu to coax him either. He was really anxious!
Ling Mu felt amused when he heard a lot of broken thoughts.
Itâs just a Le Jin, no big deal.
However, Qiu Zhenyangâs introspective attitude is also good, making him quite satisfied.
âOkay, do your cooking.â Ling Mu carefully washed the dishes, stacked them up, and organized them neatly on the counter. Heâs not good with knives, and canât help much with cooking, so itâs better to go out and sit and wait.
As soon as Ling Mu sat down on the sofa, Qiu Zhenyang brought out a plate of fruit and placed it on the coffee table in front of him.
âYou eat some fruit first, lunch will be ready soon.â
âEn.â
Watching Qiu Zhenyang return to the kitchen, Ling Mu forked a piece of fruit into his mouth.
Sweet juice burst in his mouth, sliding down his throat, satisfying and refreshing.
He felt that he had changed a lot and became more naturally able to accept everything Qiu Zhenyang gave him. Ling Mu slowly realized that it seemed that Qiu Zhenyang had taken care of many things since the beginning of school and they lived in the same dormitory.
Although he said that he would use labor1e.g., housework; etc. to pay for rent, after living together, Qiu Zhenyang did many things silently.
Just take the milk tea shop. Qiu Zhenyang hired him as the only employee from start to finish at such a popular shop, and paid him a high salary despite the fact that robots did most of the meal deliveries.
One by one, everything is being subtly changed by this boy.
He has always been taking care of himself and Ling Dang.
Ling Muâs movement of chewing became slower and slower. When the last piece of fruit in his mouth was swallowed, Ling Mu licked his juice-soaked lips and got up and walked towards the kitchen.
Eyes fixed on the pan, Qiu Zhenyang hummed a song as the schnitzel was finally cooked.
Ling Mu leaned against the door with his arms folded and his eyes moved to Qiu Zhenyangâs back. He thought about it and said, âQiu ZhenâŚâ
âBrother Yang, what are you doing in there? It smells so good!â
Interrupted, Ling Mu frowned and looked at the person behind him unhappily.
As soon as Qiu Zhenyang heard Ling Muâs voice, he turned to look back, but he didnât hear anything more, so he ignored Le Jin and said to Ling Mu, âWhat did you say to me just now?â
Le Jin smiled and squinted at Ling Mu, who was disgusted and turned and walked to the living room with an irritable âtskâ. âItâs nothing, go cook.â
Qiu Zhenyang felt a little nervous. It was over, Ling Mu was unhappy.
âBrother Yang, what are you making? Itâs the first time Iâve smelled such a good smell!â As soon as Ling Mu left, Le Jin immediately went into the kitchen and leaned over to see what Qiu Zhenyang was making in the pot. âBrother Yang, do you really know how to cook? I thought that what you said about cooking was just to tell the chef what to make. When did you learn to cook?â
Knowing that Xiao Mumu was unhappy, Qiu Zhenyangâs mood fell and he replied indifferently, âNot long ago.â
Le Jin moved closer to him, with his arm next to Qiu Zhenyangâs. He deliberately released some pheromones, and the sweet smell immediately covered the scent of the fried pork chop.
ââŚâ
Qiu Zhenyangâs hand paused, moving away seamlessly. He leaned over and opened all the half-opened windows, and turned his head to ask Le Jin, âDo you smell something smelly?â
âAh?â Le Jin was stunned, and opened his mouth in embarrassment.
âDonât you smell it? The smell is quite strong, smoky.â After speaking, Qiu Zhenyang made a disgusted expression, raised his hand and waved the air in front of him.
Le Jin didnât know how to react for a while, and Qiu Zhenyang didnât wait for him to react before exclaiming, âAh, itâs over, the steak seems to be a little overcookedâŚâ
He hurriedly brought the plates over, interrupting Le Jin before he could speak. In the end, he could only watch Qiu Zhenyang take out two plates of fried pork unwillingly.
âBaby, itâs time to eat.â Qiu Zhenyang brought the plate to the table and called Ling Mu over.
Ling Mu has always disliked this greasy and crooked name. But as soon as he frowned, he saw Le Jin, who came out behind Qiu Zhenyang, wearing a shit-eating expression on his face. Ling Mu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that this title was not so annoying anymore.
Qiu Zhenyang put the schnitzel down Ling Mu on one side, and walked to the farthest spot on the other side and sat down.
Le Jin came over again at this moment. Seeing that Ling Mu and Qiu Zhenyang had already started eating, he bit his lower lip and said, âBrother Yang, didnât you prepare my share?â
Qiu Zhenyang raised his head and looked at him. âHave you not eaten? I thought you ate before you came here. What do you want to eat? Iâll ask the chef to make it for you.â
Ling Mu chewed the tender schnitzel and looked at Le Jin, wondering what tricks he wanted to pull.
âBut I want, I want to eat what Brother Yang madeâŚâ Le Jinâs eyes landed on the schnitzel on Qiu Zhenyangâs plate with an envious expression. âWhat Brother Yang makes looks delicious and smells good.â
Ling Mu rolled his eyes, lowered his head and continued to eat.
Qiu Zhenyang was annoyed. He wanted to give this guy face, but how can someone be so shameless? It seems that he has to find a time to make things clear with this guy, so he wonât obstruct him and Ling Mu all the time randomly.
âCooking is very troublesome, and Iâm too hungry and donât have the energy. You can just eat whatever you want.â Qiu Zhenyang beckoned the housekeeper to come over and asked Le Jin to tell him what he wanted to eat.
How can an alpha have no energy because heâs hungry? Qiu Zhenyang was completely rejecting him. Le Jin almost clenched his silver teeth, and even the housekeeper asked him three times in a row before he heard the question.
In fact, he had already eaten, but he only made such a request because he saw Qiu Zhenyang personally cooking for Ling Mu, and felt jealous and resentful.
But he did not expect such a merciless refusal from Qiu Zhenyang!
Le Jin knew that his abrupt reunion wouldnât go well, but he didnât expect it to be so difficult. He underestimated how much Qiu Zhenyang cared about that guy and overestimated his influence on Qiu Zhenyang. Childhood friendship is only in childhood after all.
But even so, he didnât want to give up!
âThatâs it, please.â He naturally showed a generous and decent appearance. Whether it was sitting down or standing, he calculated all aspects of his demeanor well in order to integrate into the Qiu family and become the envy of everyone.
Nauseated, Qiu Zhenyang hurriedly lowered his head to eat his own meal.
When Le Jinâs meal came, Qiu Zhenyang and Ling Mu just finished eating.
The two got up and walked to the living room. Qiu Zhenyang didnât forget to turn around and instructed: âYou eat slowly, letâs go out for a walk to digest.â
âAh Brother Yang!â
Le Jin was left behind.
So what if you come here, canât we leave?
The two walked on the path, slowly and leisurely.
The Qiu familyâs villa is located in a high-end community. The environment is beautiful and quiet. Even just walking in the community is very comfortable.
âWhy didnât you go to the army like Lieutenant General Qiu Haolin?â Ling Mu asked casually while looking at their surroundings.
When Qiu Haolin was about sixteen years old, he went to the army with Qiu Zhang and began to systematically learn mecha combat. But Qiu Zhenyang did not continue the family tradition, but went to school like other children.
Qiu Zhenyang put his hands in his pockets, matched Ling Muâs footsteps, and looked up at the sky. âBecause I didnât like mechas very much before. Mecha combat requires mental control, so although my mental power is S-level and stronger than others, Iâm also more prone to riots. My parents didnât allow me to join the army.â
Top alphas generally have very strong mental strength, but in cases where the mental strength is too strong, like Qiu Zhenyangâs case, it can also lead to more restrictions.
Ling Mu turned to look at him, somewhat surprised.
It was his first time hearing about such things. Although it was not a secret, ordinary people canât get in touch with these things, and the military wonât spread such news widely, so the outside world knows very little about it.
But Qiu Zhenyang was born in a military family, and is very clear about these things.
âSince you donât like mechas, why do you want to make a game?â Ling Mu asked in confusion, thinking of the mecha game Qiu Zhenyang mentioned earlier. According to Qiu Zhenyangâs situation, even if he opens a restaurant chain, he will make more money than the game, right?
The milk tea shop business in the school is really hot.
Although they werenât at school these few days, Zhuo Hang and Yuan Chenyu helped them with the shop.
âI didnât like it before, but itâs different now.â Qiu Zhenyang took out two pieces of candy from his pocket, and threw one at Ling Mu.
The latter caught it with quick eyes and hands, took off the wrapper and threw it into his mouth.
âBecause my partner likes it, I want to create the best environment for him so that he can realize his true value.â
The sweet taste melted in his mouth, Ling Mu turned his head to look over, and met Qiu Zhenyangâs smiling eyes.
âThe future you canât see clearly, I will help you shine the way.â
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