After slapping Feng Jinchen hard, Song Qingyue took the opportunity to get in the car and rushed straight to Yujiang Dijing Community. When she opened the door with her book in hand, Feng Jinchen's cool face still appeared in front of Song Qingyue's eyes.

Really deserves a beating.

Click——

The door opens.

The sound of footsteps followed and Huo Chizhou rushed over wearing an apron with a sincere and bright smile on his face.

"You're back!" He wiped the water stains on his apron and took the initiative to take the book from Song Qingyue's hand, "I've prepared dinner."

After a week of good health, Huo Chizhou has gained some weight. Although he is still very thin compared to ordinary people, his face is glowing with health, and he is not as gloomy and sensitive as when he first met.

Song Qingyue looked at Huo Chizhou with a smile.

That's great, look at him and wash your eyes.

Huo Chizhou still remembered that Song Qingyue came back from get off work and stared at him, saying that the injury on his face was almost healed. He thought Song Qingyue was observing the injury again this time.

"My injury has healed, look--" As he said that, Huo Chizhou lifted up the pile of books Song Qingyue bought with one hand.

He is very strong.

In the past, he could do hard work even if he didn't have enough food, let alone now. Huo Chizhou worked hard to show off himself in front of the girl he liked. If it weren't for the lack of food, he really wanted to show her his huge biceps.

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A warm smile appeared on Song Qingyue's lips.

He is really becoming less and less like the murderous black paranoid villain in the later part of the novel. This is not bad. He does not have to suffer the hardships that make him become black step by step, and he can have a plain and happy life.

This is what he always wanted but couldn't get in his previous life.

"The wound on the calf has also healed." Afraid that Song Qingyue wouldn't believe it, Huo Chizhou jumped on the spot twice, looking at Song Qingyue with wet eyes without blinking, like a big dog that only wanted praise.

Song Qingyue chuckled.

"Recovering well."

Hearing this, Huo Chizhou grinned, scratched his head, showing his neat white teeth, and stupidly held the book she bought in his other hand.

Song Qingyue said with a smile: "These books are bought for you, please see if they are helpful to you."

"This, this." Huo Chizhou hurriedly held them in his arms with both hands, like holding babies.

His eyes were full of surprise: "Is this for me?"

Oh my God, just because I accidentally saw him studying, I bought a book for him in person? She, she is so kind to him.

"Thank you." Huo Chizhou's body seemed to be filled with a thin electric current, and his whole heart was throbbing for her.

For the first time in his life, he met someone who cared about him.

Huo Chizhou was so surprised that Song Qingyue couldn't help but be moved.

Alas, he is so easily satisfied.

Compared with the greedy scumbag Feng Jinchen, Huo Chizhou doesn't look like an evil villain, but a pitiful bully.

"Okay, let's eat first, shall we?"

If this continues, I don't know how long this guy will have to hold on to those books.

"Okay, wait for me." Huo Chizhou rushed back to his room with the book in his arms, carefully put the books away, and then ran back without stopping.

Song Qingyue just changed into slippers and put down her mobile phone and bag.

"Dinner is ready." Huo Chizhou motioned Song Qingyue to the dining table and showed it to Song Qingyue like a treasure, "This is the dinner I made."

Three dishes and one soup, a combination of meat and vegetables, he cooked according to the recipe.

I have been practicing these days and feel that my cooking skills have improved a lot.

"These dishes look pretty good." Song Qingyue nodded. It was a working day a few days ago. Lunch and dinner were served in the institute, and she just came back from get off work early today, Saturday.

This was the first time she saw the actual dishes he made.

The villain boss is very good at cooking.

Huo Chizhou took the initiative to pull out the dining chair and invited Song Qingyue to sit down in a gentlemanly manner: "You have worked hard, please sit down and eat."

The bowls and chopsticks were already set, and as soon as Song Qingyue sat down, Huo Chizhou picked up the bowl in front of her and made her a bowl of hot rice.

"Thank you." Song Qingyue picked up the chopsticks.

"Try this fish-flavored shredded pork." Huo Chizhou mustered up his courage and stretched out his chopsticks to the dish he thought was the most successful. He picked up a chopstick of fungus, bamboo shoots, carrots and shredded pork and put it into Song Qingyue's bowl.

His heart was lifted.

Ah! He actually brought some food to her! Will she eat it? Will she dislike it? She’s so nervous.

Under Huo Chizhou's gaze, Song Qingyue ate the vegetables he gave her along with the rice and said with a smile: "It's delicious."

Huo Chizhou's heart was filled to the brim in an instant.

He never thought that he would have such a warm and beautiful time, cooking meals for his sweetheart after a busy day. She smiled sweetly and ate deliciously. This was the simplest and most ordinary happiness in the world.

Huo Chizhou touched his chest. It felt like home, right?

"What are you thinking about? Let's eat quickly." In exchange of courtesy, Song Qingyue took a piece of braised pork and put it into Huo Chizhou's bowl.

Huo Chizhou picked up the piece of braised pork, his handsome face turned red.

So nice, she helped him pick up the vegetables~

He handed the braised pork to his mouth, took a bite, chewed slowly, and tasted it carefully. Why didn't he find that the braised pork he made was so delicious before?

Seeing how much he enjoyed eating, Song Qingyue took a piece for herself, ate it with rice, and sighed: "The braised pork you made is quite delicious."

Not bad, very authentic.

She praised the braised pork he made for being delicious~

"You, next time you come, I will cook it for you," Huo Chizhou blushed, feeling like a concubine in the palace who tried to tie the emperor's heart with delicious food, hoping that the emperor would be lucky again.

What a shame.

God, how could he do this? Isn't it right to live in hers, eat in hers, and cook a meal for her? Why, how could he try to exchange delicious food for her to go back to Yujiang Dijing Community to sleep?

This was originally her house.

He should try to do better, not only in life, but also in work, so that even if his injury recovers, he will not be kicked out.

It would be nice if this wonderful time could last longer.

He would try his best to extend their time together little by little.

Song Qingyue agreed: "Okay, if I want to come back to eat next time, I will let you know in advance."

"But you have to go to work with me on Monday."

"Really?" Huo Chizhou's eyes lit up. Was he going to work with her? In this case, they would never have to be separated during the day. Oh yes, he could also help her trick Feng Jinchen into a cocoon.

Song Qingyue's voice was very soft: "Don't be too nervous. I will give you some time to adapt first. I believe you can do it."

This is a highly intelligent villain. With his participation, the project may go more smoothly.

"I will not let you down!"

"Um."

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