He does know the process. The pot is heated, the oil is put in the onion, ginger, and garlic, and then the vegetables are added, but what he makes is just enough to eat, and it can't be said to be "delicious" at all, let alone a loving lunch.

Lin Shenzhi didn't care. Lin Shenzhi didn't care about eating at all. Even if he cooked it all, as long as he didn't die, Lin Shenzhi could eat it without changing his face.

Lin Shenzhi didn't mind, but he didn't want to abuse Lin Shenzhi's stomach, he was distressed, so he gave up after trying twice.

Because of this, he was secretly depressed for a long time.

After washing the insulation box, Wei Ran rushed his hands and looked at Lin Shenzhi. "Can I cook for you?"

He didn't know what happened to Lin Shenzhi, but he saw two things. Lin Shenzhi couldn't go out, and Lin Shenzhi had no appetite.

Wei Ran couldn't help but looked slightly sideways at Lin Shenzhi's stomach under the pillow.

A chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making his scalp numb and shivering, and he suddenly remembered the appearance of Lin Shenzhi that night, with huge wings, weird hands and feet, and a face with lines...

Wei Ran tried hard to restrain herself from thinking about it.

Although Lin Shenzhi said that he was a Zerg, but no matter how he looked at it, he was close to people, and he should not really be able to spin silk and transform.

Butterflies have a process of breaking the cocoon before the butterfly, and before breaking the cocoon, they are all...

Wei Ran took a deep breath, trying not to keep thinking about it.

He forced himself to calm down, but the hand he reached for the dish was out of control, and the tomato he took in his hand almost rolled to the ground.

"When will Chen Jiyun come back, it should be soon, right? I'll leave it for you, waiting for him to come back..." Wei Ran insisted on changing the subject.

Lin Shenzhi's slightly drooping eyelashes trembled, and Wei Ran won't come when Chen Jiyun comes back?

Lin Shenzhi suddenly remembered that Wei Ran was a good-hearted person.

Wei Ran is kind and soft-hearted, even if he is afraid, even if he wants to turn around and run away, as long as he opens his mouth, Wei Ran will still come over.

"It's coming soon." Lin Shenzhi said, "Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

"Yeah." Wei Ran focused his attention on the dishes in front of him.

Tomato scrambled eggs, fried eggplants, fried green beans, in addition to these three things, Weiran is also ready to cook a fish.

In addition to vegetables and fruits, Wei Ran also bought a lot of meat, including fish. The people in the mall have already helped him remove the fish and cut the scales. He only needs to rinse it before serving.

Tomato scrambled eggs, eggplant, green beans are easy, fish is troublesome, he put fish last.

After hurriedly putting the fish into the pot and adding water to boil, Wei Ran looked at the three dishes that were almost cold in front of him, only to realize that he had reversed the order.

He should cook the fish first so that even if the fish is cold, the other three dishes are still hot.

Wei Ran instinctively looked back at Lin Shenzhi, but when he looked back, he didn't see Lin Shenzhi on the sofa.

He was a little surprised, he looked upstairs, the bedroom door upstairs was open, and no one was seen from his point of view. The door to the toilet downstairs was also vaguely open, and no one was seen.

Wei Ran looked at the pot that had not boiled again, and walked to the sofa with some hesitation.

Recently, he saw Lin Shenzhi sitting on the sofa several times, which made him have a strange feeling about the sofa.

He slightly circumvented the sofa and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Knowing that the floor-to-ceiling window had been opened recently, he did not approach the floor-to-ceiling window directly, but stopped two meters before the floor-to-ceiling window.

He turned his head slightly and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window.

Almost as soon as he stuck his head out, he saw Lin Shenzhi. Lin Shenzhi was standing in the aisle to the left of the floor-to-ceiling window. of that texture.

Under the sun, the lines became lighter, making Lin Shenzhi's blue-green eyes more like gems, transparent and beautiful, and making Lin Shenzhi's familiar face even more unfamiliar.

Wei Ran's throat tightened.

Lin Shenzhi noticed something and turned his head slightly.

Seeing Wei Ran who was looking at him from the floor-to-ceiling window, Lin Shenzhi's body froze, he put down his hand supporting his waist, and instinctively touched his stomach, trying to cover something.

Wei Ran looked back.

Wei Ran returned to the living room and asked for his kitchen.

Standing in the kitchen again, looking at the boiling pot in front of him, Wei Ran tried to ignore the layers of goosebumps on his arms.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, seeing Wei Ran disappearing into the floor-to-ceiling window, Lin Shenzhi instinctively wanted to chase, and after taking two steps, he stopped.

With his appearance, even if he catches up, he will only scare Wei Ran.

Lin Shenzhi looked down at his wormed hand. He rubbed his hand on his clothes, and then rubbed it again, until the back of the hand turned red, but he couldn't remove any traces of worming.

Feeling the pain on the back of his hand, he continued to cover his mouth and nose with one hand, preventing himself from smelling the insecticide he just sprayed outside the floor-to-ceiling window, with one hand supporting his waist slightly.

Standing for a long time, his back was sore.

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the floor-to-ceiling window.

Lin Shenzhi turned his head slightly.

There was no one in the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Wei Ran did not stand in the previous position, but stood further back from the floor-to-ceiling windows, where he could not see Wei Ran, and Wei Ran could not see him either.

Wei Ran's voice came, "The rice is ready."

"Um."

"...Then I'll go back first."

"it is good."

There was no sound in the room, followed by the sound of the door closing.

Lin Shenzhi held his mouth and nose and stood outside the door for a while, until his legs were sore and sore, and then he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

In front of the bar, Wei Ran had already prepared the meal for him, even putting away his chopsticks.

Lin Shenzhi sat down and took the chopsticks.

He tasted several dishes, and the taste was the same as before, very Weiran style.