The decoration of Xue Zhengdong's apartment is very similar to Wen Luyao's, with the main theme being black and white.
If she hadn't seen the decoration at Yun Qiao's place, Wen Luyao would have suspected that this community was a uniformly decorated house.
He asked her to sit down.
Soon after entering the kitchen, Xue Zhengdong brought her a glass of double-skinned milk: "I made it myself without adding sugar. It's stewed with pure milk and eggs. You can eat some first."
Wen Luyao: "..."
I'm not a child, so why should I eat snacks first when I come to the door?
But I'm really a little hungry.
She took it, thanked her quietly, and sat on the sofa and ate slowly.
Xue Zhengdong asked her to watch TV again and went to the kitchen to get busy.
Wen Luyao was eating double skin milk and walked over to take a look.
Xue Zhengdong wore an apron and was meticulously cooking, and soon the aroma mixed with oil smoke began to waft.
After he had cut and prepared the vegetables, he went to find Wen Luyao.
"He is so attentive!"
Wen Luyao couldn't help but sigh.
He is organized and his house is spotlessly clean.
Wen Luyao watched at the door for a while and felt relieved when she saw that he was skillful in cooking and seemed to cook it often.
She took a small cup of Double Skin Milk and finished it in a few mouthfuls. Then she sat on the sofa and played with her mobile phone.
After playing for less than a quarter of an hour, Xue Zhengdong called her: "Miss Wen, it's time to eat. You go wash your hands first."
Wen Luyao: "So fast?"
“Two small fry, so it’s faster.”
He said.
Wen Luyao went to the guest bathroom.
When we came out, the food was on the table.
There are four dishes and one soup in total: fried corn with shrimps, lettuce with oyster sauce, fried beef tenderloin with onions, sliced chicken steak, and spinach and egg soup.
"...I marinated this chicken steak myself and grilled it in the air fryer without adding a drop of oil. I also eat this as a fitness meal; I also marinated the beef fillet myself, which also requires less oil."
He introduced.
Then serve her soup.
Rice is multigrain rice.
Wen Luyao tasted it and felt that every dish was delicious, sweet and not greasy; the meat was tender and smooth.
Less oil and less salt, but the dish itself has flavor and is not bland.
Wen Luyao was not good at cooking. She used to eat diet meals, which were so unpalatable that she had to count calories.
The meal was not high in calories, but it was delicious. She devoured it without any burden.
Halfway through the meal, Wen Luyao suddenly said: "You have mysophobia, can you eat with others?
Should we dial it out a little first?"
Xue Zhengdong smiled: "I'm fine, look at how much I've eaten."
He did not stop using his chopsticks. The rice in the bowl was almost finished, and the food on the table was almost bottomed out.
He didn't dislike her.
Wen Lu Yao breathed a sigh of relief.
After eating and drinking enough, and the painkillers taking effect, Lu Yao felt relaxed all over, and she took the initiative to say to Xue Zhengdong, "I'm going to wash the dishes."
“There is a dishwasher.”
Xue Zhengdong said.
Wen Luyao: "...Then I'll clean it up."
"No, you're not feeling well today.
If I invite you to dinner next time, you will clear the table."
he said.
He took the bowls and chopsticks back to the kitchen and quickly brought out a plate with sliced cantaloupe inside.
"I soaked it in warm water, you can eat some."
He said.
Wen Luyao: "..."
Xue Zhengdong tidied up the kitchen, then washed his hands and came out and sat on the sofa.
Wen Luyao handed over the fruit plate.
Xue Zhengdong didn't eat.
Hearing that Lu Yao couldn't eat anymore, she wanted to find a way to say goodbye.
Xue Zhengdong took the initiative and said, "It's getting late. Do you want to go for a walk and then go back to sleep?"
Wen Luyao: "..."
She wanted to go straight back to bed.
However, eating people has a short mouth, and Xue Zhengdong thinks that walking is good for health, so Wen Luyao had to agree.
The two chatted and walked around the community.
When they came back and said goodbye at the door, Xue Zhengdong asked her: "Miss Wen, can I add you on WeChat?"
Wen Luyao: "Okay!"
Answered very simply.
After eating someone else's meal, she felt guilty when she remembered the last time she rejected someone else's WeChat message.
She didn't know how to speak.
Xue Zhengdong gave her the steps, and Wen Luyao got down quickly.