Chapter 10

As a result, she received a simpler menu for tomorrow, which contained only two words: You decide

Chi Zhihan bit her lower lip and suddenly felt enlightened: "I don't add sugar, so it won't be too sweet"

In the event that the other party does not like it, this will at least force them to communicate...

I don't bring much of my homemade food. This morning, Mr. Qi gave me a list of foods, which advises to minimize the consumption of pickled foods. "" Chi Zhihan said as she ran to her room to fetch the list that had just been faxed over, holding it up for the camera to see. "" How about we only eat something too salty like Doubanjiang once a week?

This time it is finally satisfying

Chi Zhihan touched her nose, and she scared someone again

After that bowl of wontons, he developed a keen interest in the food that Chi Zhihan prepared for himself

The brightness in his eyes gradually dimmed, he had no "we", his life consisted solely of himself

So sweet ... In the dream, I couldn't help but frown while lifting the corners of my mouth.

... ...

Moreover, watching the usually silent black camera obediently sway up and down surprisingly gave Chi Zhihan the illusion that she was bullying an honest person

She pressed her lips together and clicked the camera once more

In addition to a small bowl of rice wine on the tray, there were also two pink glass cups, crystal clear and translucent

100ml is indeed not much, so Chi Zhi Han found a very small set of Japanese sake utensils, which looks quite miniature

You must ... ...

He does not like mung bean cakes, and after receiving them, he lets them cool on the plate, yet he remains troubled by the fact that Chi Zhihan replaced the rice wine with barley tea

do not like

The camera finally shook up and down a couple of times again

Do you like eating the things I made myself? With a smile that curved her eyes into half-moons, Chi Zhihan herself did not even notice that the form of address had changed from 'you' to 'thou'.

Then there is a brief note: not too sweet, no rice wine

However

The atmosphere became very tense, and in a moment of impulse, Chi Zhihan raised her hand and pushed the tray towards that hand.

Scratching one's head, an awkward silence ensues

That hand paused for a moment, seemingly in some confusion

Qi Cheng's hand, which had been adjusting the camera lens, came to a halt, and the corners of his mouth, which had unconsciously lifted, returned to their original angle

She does not want to ask any more questions at all now; Lin Jingwu was right from the beginning. She really should not be curious about the affairs of the wealthy.

... ...

Damn ... a ... feather, I couldn't help but curse under my breath

Finally, once again frowning, I got up and swayed back to the sofa, quietly enjoying a sip of rice wine and a spoonful of sweet wine jelly.

The small, neat handwriting is cramped in the corner of half an A4 sheet of paper, appearing quite aggrieved

As a result, the camera quickly nodded three times.

Finally, I can sleep peacefully now

The glutinous rice wine I made myself is about 2 to 3 degrees. Chi Zhihan thought for a moment, and said, "It should be a bit lower since it has just been opened."

Some are puzzled about whether the attitude of the other party is positive or negative, and are somewhat unwilling to accept that the rice wine given away for free last night has lost its effect. Chi Zhihan gritted her teeth and had some reckless thoughts.

After just a sip, there seems to be a strange warmth in my chest

He even troubled the security uncle to help him get some wine

Your phone has been set with a special note. If you have any questions in the future, feel free to call me, and I will always answer.

Startled, she stumbled and swallowed her saliva

The calm tone also helped Chi Zhihan to regain some composure, as it is not a big deal for an adult to want to drink alcohol

"How many times?" Qi Ning's voice on the phone was very clear, and even though Chi Zhihan on the other end spoke somewhat anxiously, she was able to quickly ask the key question

There is actually no need for Qi Ning to explain; having said this much is already quite considerate.

Do not prepare complicated dishes such as two dishes and a soup, nor should the pastries be both visually appealing and flavorful. Since she is the one deciding, it is perfectly fine to keep the food simple.

Lift the blanket and burrow in, closing your eyes in the darkness

Finally giving up on trying something he had never attempted before, Qi Cheng unsteadily stood up and burrowed into the quilt

Yesterday, Qi Ning's attitude inadvertently bolstered her confidence. Since communication was necessary and the other party remained elusive, she had no choice but to adopt a more assertive stance.

This mode of communication is truly difficult to express in words

That hand is also completely still

... ... truly sweet to the point of being overwhelming

"... ... Good." Qi Ning's voice sounded overly kind, causing Chi Zhihan to pause her actions for a moment, frowning slightly in discomfort.

... ...

The camera remains motionless

In any case, there has finally been some progress today

The camera first nodded once, then shook twice

That hand trembled violently in shock, then quickly took away the tray and closed the small window

Then a furry little head poked out slightly, once again staring at the wine glass on the coffee table. Next to the wine glass was a pink translucent cup, its pink and white color scheme resembling a tacky shoujo manga.

What does this mean again, Chi Zhihan frowned

... ... frowned slightly at the sweetness

It was merely a gap; she seemed to have caught a glimpse of the pattern on the sweater he was wearing, thick and dark gray.

I truly saw a ghost

The camera nodded slightly, with a reduced amplitude.

It still gives a strong sense of vampirism

"Then shall we add one more? On my day off, I brought some homemade Doubanjiang. Would it be good to make some pickles with carrots, cucumbers, and green bamboo shoots?" Chi Zhihan tentatively asked.

It was as if she forced those who sought to drink late into the night yesterday

... ...

Chi Zhihan thought that after experiencing yesterday's rice wine incident, her communication tasks would go a bit more smoothly

He extended his hand and poured a small cup, taking a tiny sip.

We, Chizihan, let him stand there foolishly

It is indeed quite frightening to see the pale hand of the person across the door caught in the red-painted gate

It should not exceed 100ml. Qi Ning seems to be typing, and after a while, replied, "I will print a dietary list for you tomorrow. It is best to have some of the foods marked on the list every day, and try to avoid letting him come into contact with foods that are not on that list."

This inexplicably lovely feeling made Chi Zhihan's heart tremble

Those things that do not appear to be so exquisite, that are made without too many steps, are what Chi Zihan referred to as things made for fun by oneself

The fingers gripping the blanket moved restlessly for a moment

Chi Zhihan patiently waited for the small window to be opened, and then watched as a hand, pale and devoid of color, reached out.

Once again, there was a loud bang

Qi Cheng has been observing that bowl of rice wine

The pink cup contains berry sweet wine jelly, which I made for fun using raspberries and rice wine; the alcohol content is very low. Eating the mung bean cake after it has cooled will hurt your stomach, but you can eat the sweet wine jelly directly. The window is a bit too high for Chi Zhihan's height; after explaining for a long time while looking up, I realized I was earnestly talking to a hand.

The long eyelashes of Qi Cheng blinked from beneath the quilt, and he licked his lips

Feeling unwilling to accept it, I picked it up and took a sip.

A tone similar to that used when coaxing a child

Finally finished off this pile of sickly sweet things, Qi Cheng licked his lips again

"For the side dishes, let's keep them light. How about stir-fried bamboo shoots with shredded chicken and hand-torn king oyster mushrooms?" Chi Zhihan was having fun, sitting in front of the camera and striking a pose as if engaged in a discussion

He himself was not even aware that the corners of his mouth had gently lifted into a slight arc, and his entire face had taken on a hint of color due to the effects of alcohol

Shrugging her shoulders, Chi Zhihan walked lightly back to her little nest

Your health seems to be quite poor, as you are still wearing such thick clothing indoors with the heating on at a constant temperature

The wine glasses were set down properly, and the bell rang once again in this quiet and spacious corridor

You must take your medicine

Perhaps it is merely to foster closer relations

Alright. Chi Zhihan lowered her gaze and did not ask why such an important item was only remembered now. She simply measured out a quantity of 100ml and filled a small cup.

The black camera, loyal and silent, flashed a red light. Chi Zhihan, who had become accustomed to speaking to the air, had not yet lowered her head when she noticed that the camera, which had always been as still as a mountain, suddenly shook up and down twice.

"We are not targeting you; the person living across the street is too important to us, and we must ensure that everything is foolproof." Qi Ning sighed, "Regarding your mother's situation, I will do my best to assist. After your term ends, I assure you that your future life will not be affected in any way."

The hands did not stop at all; with each bite taken, a frown would form, yet the action of bringing food to the mouth never paused.

You swallowed hard again, and with great caution, Chi Zihan asked, "Do you agree to this?"

"Thin congee may not be filling." Chi Zhihan began to chuckle awkwardly, feeling an inexplicable sense of guilt within herself. "The sweet potatoes are excellent this season; would you like to have some sweet potato porridge?"

Only a slight warmth began to spread in the chest, and even the fingertips that had been perpetually cold started to feel warmth.

"Um..." Chi Zhihan looked up at the camera, shook the menu in her hand, and said, "How about having plain congee for lunch tomorrow, dumplings for dinner, and osmanthus-flavored glutinous rice balls for a late-night snack?"

Chi Zhihan held her cup in mid-air, bit her lip, turned her back to the camera, and sincerely said: "Thank you"

In the completely silent corridor, the sound of the tray moving on the wooden window sill could be considered a tremendous noise

There is no "we"

The texture is all sticky and gooey, with an unfamiliar aroma of wine and fruit filling the mouth

So sweet ... ... the sweet wine jelly is also accompanied by the tartness of raspberries ... ...

Is this ... ... shy

You must rely on yourself to walk out

... ...

However, we ... ...

The camera shook up and down twice again