Chiyang was wearing long-sleeved trousers and pajamas dotted with carrots. She opened the door and followed the scent wafting all the way to the restaurant like a wandering soul.

【Sister’s pajamas are so cute!】

[I sat up in a drunken dream and took a look in the middle of the night. Why are there so many people in the live broadcast room? 】

[Let me tell you secretly that the boss got up in the living room to make something to eat half an hour ago, and there was someone knocking on the door to deliver something to the villa. It should be the boss’s order.]

Chiyang had already walked to the restaurant. She was staring at the things on the table, her pupils vibrating and her saliva secreting rapidly.

On the table is a large plate of freshly baked chocolate donuts, blueberry pudding, a cup of sweet and creamy milk mushroom soup, a serving of cucumbers, a large bucket of fragrant instant noodles and sliced ​​ham, and a cup of

Freshly squeezed orange juice.

Is she dreaming?

Chiyang had already sat down, and suddenly realized that there was a shadow shaking in front of her.

She raised her head and saw someone busy in the kitchen.

Chiyang looked from top to bottom. The man was tall and straight, holding a wooden spatula and frying something next to the pan. There was a "squeaking" sound coming from the pot, and a strong fragrance came from the pot.

The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, revealing smooth forearms between cold white and honey. He wore an apron around his waist, dark blue house trousers wrapped around his two long legs, and a pair of bunny slippers on his feet.

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Wait, bunny slippers?

The key is that I'm still wearing carrot pajamas.

[I’m a fool, I’m a fool, the boss is wearing bunny slippers, Chiyang is wearing carrot pajamas, it’s time to eat it, it’s time to eat it. 】

[Why did you cook so much food at night? It makes me so hungry.]

[Boss Pei actually knows how to cook, but how come there are so many ingredients? 】

[Have you forgotten the call the boss made before dinner? I suspect he asked his subordinates to deliver it to him. Boss, it’s you as expected.]

Chiyang woke up completely, and Pei Zhou turned around when he heard the noise.

His face was as cold as ever. When he saw the carrot pajamas Chiyang was wearing, he raised his eyebrows, and a flash of fleeting pride flashed in his eyes.

Chiyang saw the look in his eyes and almost couldn't help but ask him what he was happy about. Was he proud to wear his pajamas as a gift?

Back then, she went to the supermarket to draw a lottery and happened to get this second prize silk pajamas. Pei Zhou was shouting next to him to share his good luck, so she gave him the gift slippers.

He was extremely disgusted at that time: "These low-quality and cheap slippers are from rabbits. Even if I am barefoot, I will not wear them without shoes!"

Four years later, he actually brought his slippers to Lianzong?

Chiyang gritted his teeth and sat silently, lowering his head and staring at the various delicacies on the table.

Is he crazy? Can he eat so much food at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night? Chiyang asked in his heart.

Pei Zhou turned off the fire and walked directly to the table with the pan.

Chiyang noticed two empty plates on the table and handed them to him.

[Wow, such natural movements, what kind of real couple behavior is this? 】

[Are slippers and pajamas really a coincidence? They match so well. 】

Two pieces of fried and fragrant steak were placed on the plate. Pei Zhou picked up black pepper and sprinkled it on one of them. Suddenly, the flavor of the steak became more intense.

Chiyang couldn't help but swallow her saliva, but Pei Zhou didn't say anything, and she didn't want to take the initiative to say anything to him.

After all, they both pretended not to know each other.

[Laughing so hard, I feel like Chiyang’s eyes are green with hunger. 】

[Didn’t she eat a lot at night? Why is she still so hungry? The key is that she hasn’t gained weight yet.]

[Pei Zhou has done so much, isn’t he deliberately waiting for Chiyang to come to eat? 】

[Chiyang is teasing you again? Is the boss willing to do something that has nothing to do with Chiyang? You won’t even invite him until he invites you. 】

The next moment, Pei Zhou suddenly approached from across the dining table.

The distance between the two suddenly changed from two meters to half a meter. Chiyang's pupils trembled, and he happened to look into Pei Zhou's unpredictable eyes.

She was about to ask a question when Pei Zhou suddenly turned around and pointed his butt at her: "Help take off my apron."

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh coming apron apron wear, the boss is taking off the apron!】

【Holy shit, am I worthy of seeing this?】

Chiyang tapped the table with his left index finger and raised his hand to untie his apron.

I don’t know how he did it. The apron straps were tied into an extremely strong fastener, which was as complex as a Chinese knot.

Chiyang concentrated slightly, put his fingertips on Pei Zhou's waist, and carefully unbuttoned the buttons.

The girl's nimble fingertips touched Pei Zhou's waist time and time again. The place she touched seemed to be electrified, and there was a slight soft feeling.

Pei Zhou pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and his face became more serious.

However, his fair ears had a hint of crimson color, which spread all the way to the roots of his ears, revealing his inner unrest.

Pei Zhou had to clench his hands into fists. If he hadn't been unable to move, he would have sprayed some disinfectant to calm down.

"alright."

After five minutes, Chiyang unbuttoned his clothes and let out a long sigh of relief.

Pei Zhou put his apron aside, then sat across from Chiyang, and elegantly picked up the knife and fork: "Thank you."

The white porcelain dining table was clean and bright, reflecting his handsome silhouette. His black shirt had two buttons unbuttoned at the collar, and his Adam's apple was clear. Every move he made seemed casual and dignified.

Chiyang was trembling with anger, why didn't he let himself eat even after she helped him take off his apron?!

Pei Zhou put a piece of steak without black pepper into his mouth, tasted it carefully and nodded.

Fortunately, after meeting Chiyang, I had almost finished cooking, and the steak was fried successfully.

He then raised his head and looked at Chiyang in confusion: "Why don't you eat it? Do you not like it?"

Chiyang: "..."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Pei."

Chiyang picked up the knife and fork, and the wind swept through the remaining clouds.

Pei curled his lips, quietly pushed the orange juice in front of her, and brought the instant noodles to him: "Slow down, I made too much by myself, and I can't finish it."

It turned out that he had cooked too much. Chiyang nodded and put the steak into his mouth. It was tender and tough in the mouth, with the right taste of black pepper. It was so delicious that you almost bit off your tongue.

Pei Zhou's cooking skills are so good, why didn't she know before?

She picked up another donut and took a bite. It had a crispy and mellow chocolate outer shell, and the inside was filled with milky fragrance, sweet but not greasy.

Chiyang originally didn't want to eat more, but Pei Zhou's cooking was so delicious that it whetted her appetite.

Unknowingly, Pei Zhou finished his portion of steak and half a bucket of instant noodles. Looking at Chiyang who was still eating other things, there was a fleeting tenderness in his eyes.
Chapter completed!