Young Master Cheng was elated in front of his former enemy, and his tail was about to go up to the sky after being proud.

It's a pity that not long after he was proud, he was ruthlessly crushed by reality.

The reality that defeated him was the lunch at noon.

Qin Yize took him to a private restaurant near the hospital that looked delicious.

Then, under the expectant and excited eyes of Young Master Cheng, he ordered two bowls of porridge.

And two plates of green vegetables that looked very bland.

...

Young Master Cheng poked the bland white rice porridge in front of him, with a bitter expression on his face: "What did I do wrong? Why did you give me such an unpalatable thing?"

"Are you bankrupt?" Young Master Cheng changed his mind, and suddenly asked with concern, "It's okay, we don't have to eat here, just find a small roadside shop, and I'll treat you to rice noodles!"

"You can't eat those things now." Qin Yize stirred the spoon in his hand, and took a sip of porridge calmly.

He nodded in praise and said, "The taste is still good, try it."

Young Master Cheng stared blankly at his elegant gesture of drinking porridge, and couldn't help but pouted.

...Whoever wants to try will try, anyway, I won't try!

It is impossible for him, a heavy taste lover who loves spicy food, sweetness and salt, to fill his stomach with plain porridge, even in this life!

"I don't want this, I want spicy rice noodles!" Young Master Cheng raised his eyebrows and protested.

"Your stomach can't eat such stimulating things." Qin Yize finished speaking slowly, and put another chopstick of vegetables into his bowl.

Cheng Beiyi looked down at the green vegetable leaves floating on the white porridge, which was as light as boiled water, and his heart suddenly burst into flames.

"But my stomach also refuses to eat such an unpalatable thing! I'm going to sue you for abusing the patient!" Young Master Cheng complained aggrievedly.

"Don't eat!" After complaining, Young Master Cheng dropped his chopsticks angrily.

Qin Yize glanced at him, and calmly picked up the chopsticks he threw on the table.

"Hungry all afternoon, and then go to the hospital to drink three bottles of water in the evening?"

...

OK!You are ruthless!

Young Master Cheng picked up the porridge angrily, and while gulping it down, he slammed his eyes at someone.

Qin Yize frowned and asked, "Are your eyes cramped?"

Cheng Beiyi: "..."

The examination in the afternoon went well, and Cheng Beiyi's stomach did not rebel, but just to be on the safe side, the doctor still suggested that they come back for a reexamination tomorrow.

Although the doctor who saw him didn't want to see them that much.

After coming out of the hospital, the two returned to Chenyuan Xiaoyuan.

"Is it really okay for you to miss work for a day and accompany me?" Young Master Cheng slumped on the sofa, watching someone who couldn't be idle in front of him clean up the house for him.

"Zhaoyun won't go bankrupt, right? If you go bankrupt, don't rely on me! I was kicked out by my dad, and now I'm also a poor man, I can't afford to pay for it!" As soon as someone was free, he couldn't help but start to think about it.

Where did he come up with so many strange ideas?Qin Yize wanted to laugh when he heard that.

"Don't worry, you can't go bankrupt if you miss work for a day." Qin Yize said nonchalantly, "And my dad is also at the company these few days, so he can take care of anything by himself."

"Ah?" Cheng Beiyi frowned, "So it's your dad who returned to the company?"

"Tsk tsk, brother, you can't do it! A tyrant who doesn't make up his mind to kill other colleagues is not a good tyrant, and he will have no future if he is old!" Someone taught him ignorantly.

Qin Yize worked for a long time and finally cleared the living room into a clean place. Looking at the gradually restored tidy hall, he finally felt a little relieved. He was caught off guard when he heard Master Cheng's words again, so he immediately turned his gaze away.

Eyes narrowed dangerously.

Bro, can't you?

Why are you so underwhelmed after hearing this?

A certain gnawing boss who was not doing his job properly put down the sundries in his hands and walked towards the sofa step by step.

Young Master Cheng sensed the sudden danger signal, and with a strong sense of crisis, he grabbed a pillow to block him.

Most of the black shadow shrouded him, and by the time he realized it, he had been firmly surrounded by people on the sofa.

Raising his head, he met a pair of deep dark eyes.

Young Master Cheng couldn't help swallowing.

"Whether I can do it or not, you should know..." Qin Yize put his hands on his side, turned slightly, his warm breath fell together with his voice.

Young Master Cheng, who was having a good time, quickly covered his mouth, and shook his head frantically to express his regret.

Qin Yize covered his body and kissed the back of his hand lightly.

Cheng Beiyi felt his eyes flicker, and the familiar face in front of him was suddenly magnified, followed by the scalding heat from the back of his hand covering his mouth.

It was crisp and numb, as if a small electric current had been brought up.

When Young Master Cheng met the man's deep and deep eyes, he felt his heart skip a beat.

Fuck, how can a dog man be so flirtatious!

However, before he could react, the teasing dog man had already stood up as if nothing had happened, and picked up the broom to sweep the floor again.

Young Master Cheng who hasn't come to his senses: "..."

Is this the so-called teasing him out of a busy schedule?

Is he in a hurry?

...

Young Master Cheng used the excuse that he was a sick patient, so he just lay on the sofa like a salted fish, playing games all afternoon.

When he finished typing, he found that it was dark outside the window.

Look at the house again——

Good guy, it's cleaner than before he moved in, it's almost like a new room!

Cheng Beiyi rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and checked several times before he was sure that he was still at his home.

There was a light on in the kitchen, and there was a scent. He jumped off the sofa and sneaked past.

"It smells so good! What's for dinner?" Young Master Cheng, who had been hungry all day and only ate a bowl of white rice porridge, asked expectantly as he leaned against the door.

Qin Yize looked back at him, his face full of hesitation and hesitation.

"Wait!" Seeing his expression, Cheng Beiyi frowned and said, "Don't tell me, you have rice porridge for dinner again!"

"No." Qin Yize raised his eyebrows, "It's mixed rice porridge."

Cheng Beiyi: "..."

Is there a difference?

Seeing the expression on the little ancestor's face collapsed visibly, Qin Yize comforted him without sincerity: "Just eat these few meals, and you can stop eating when you're done."

...Hehehe, I can go to your comfort!

Young Master Cheng tried to protest by going on a hunger strike, but when he smelled the aroma, he sat down at the dining table obediently and obediently.

Qin Yize fried three side dishes, although they were light, they were bright in color and looked very appetizing.

Cheng Beiyi's eyes lit up after he tasted it, and he couldn't help blowing rainbow fart: "You are quite good at cooking, where did you learn it?"

"Is your business like this now? Not only do you have to get up early and run in the morning, stay up late and work overtime, but also clean up and do housework, and even practice cooking?"

Too curly too curly!He is already thinking about how not to inherit his father's company in the future. The road to hegemony is too difficult, and Young Master Cheng just wants to be a salted fish and lie flat.

Ba Boss raised his eyes and glanced at him, Fan Yanfan said: "It's average, but it's not very good."

"Tsk tsk..." Cheng Beiyi clicked, "Don't call you Mr. Qin from now on, call you Mr. Conch!"

Mr. Conch looked at him puzzled.

"It's the sexually transformed version of Conch Girl." Someone covered his mouth and smiled secretly, "I praise you!"

Qin Yize: "..."

I didn't think you were praising me.

"I may have some mild obsessive-compulsive disorder since I was a child. I can't help but get a headache when I see messy things. I only feel comfortable when I tidy it up." Qin Yize explained, "As for cooking, because I was abroad beforeWhen studying abroad, it is difficult to eat authentic hometown dishes, so I can only learn to cook by myself. If you cook a lot, you will be able to.”

"Yeah, excellent!" A certain snack was satisfied, and gave a thumbs up to Mr. Conch that Bai had picked up.

Mr. Conch raised his eyebrows and accepted the praise with a smile.

After a meal, Young Master Cheng finally had a sense of responsibility, and for the first time in the world, he asked to do the dishes after the meal.

Faced with the young master's request to do housework, Qin Yize didn't think too much about it, and just entrusted him with the task of washing the dishes.

Young Master Cheng, who had never done housework before, washed a few dishes and poured out most of the dish soap, and rinsed them with clean water several times before washing them clean.

When he finally came out of the kitchen, he found Qin Yize sitting on the sofa in the living room with a notebook on his lap.

Looks like he's busy with work.

A man who works hard is really handsome!Leaning against the kitchen door, Young Master Cheng sighed to the handsome guy with a handsome profile under the light.

Especially this handsome guy can make money, clean up the house, and cook for him.

Or his little lover picked up in vain.

Tsk~ It's too profitable.

Young Master Cheng's vanity swelled, he walked over a few steps, and threw himself into his arms.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Qin Yize caught him, and casually removed the notebook on his lap to make room for the young master.

Young Master Cheng's fluffy head rubbed against his arms a few times coquettishly, then hooked his neck, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, just to lament how lucky I am!"

"Huh?" Qin Yize was puzzled.

Cheng Beiyi raised his head in the most beautiful upward shape, and looked at him with a pair of watery eyes without blinking.

The eyes of the two collided...

The atmosphere of a romantic idol drama came all at once.

Young Master Cheng's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and the tips of his ears were also stained with powder, and he was about to close his eyes.

Qin Yize slowly lowered his head——

"It's getting late, you should take a shower and go to bed." He looked down at his watch and said.

Cheng Beiyi, who felt that the sense of atmosphere was full: "?"

Wait, this plot is wrong!

...

After taking a shower, Young Master Cheng was lying on the bed, unable to figure out why someone who was usually a wolf and a tiger in a certain way suddenly changed to a vegetarian today.

He thought so hard that he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

Even up to the point where someone finishes work in the living room, showers and goes to bed.

The edge of the bed sank, and Young Master Cheng, who had just felt a little sleepy, regained his energy in an instant.

The restless calf rested on someone's body silently, and even rubbed against someone provocatively.

A certain person's breathing stopped, and he turned his head and asked, "Haven't you slept yet?"

"Hmm..." Young Master Cheng hummed vaguely, and touched it restlessly with his little hand.

"..."

Someone's breathing gradually increased.

"Don't move around, sleep well." In the darkness, there seemed to be a hint of hoarseness in the man's voice.

"Can't sleep." Cheng Beiyi slipped into his arms, blinked his bright eyes and said, "Brother, let's do something special to help sleep?"

"..."

With a hoarse voice, Qin Yize rationally refused: "You are still a sick patient."

Bullying patients is immoral.

Young Master Cheng finally became interested today, how could it be so easy to dismiss.

Immediately pouted provocatively: "Brother, you can bear it..."

The restless little hands were not idle, and began to do evil under the quilt.

Qin Yize couldn't bear it anymore, and finally rolled over and got out of bed.

"I'm going to take a shower."

I groove!Young Master Cheng tried his best, but returned in vain, and almost laughed angrily.

What the hell?Play hard to get with me?It's hard for me to take the initiative for a while, and you don't want it?

So he also jumped off the bed angrily:

"I want to wash too, let's wash together!"

He followed into the bathroom, and just took a step before he was thrown backhanded by someone who endured to the extreme.

Immediately afterwards, the bathroom door was mercilessly closed in front of him, almost hitting his nose.

Young Master Cheng: ... (expletive)

Young Master Cheng grinned grimly at the bathroom door that refused him to enter, and gritted his teeth fiercely.

Very good, man!

If I let you sleep in my bed in the future, my surname will not be Cheng!

The young master swore viciously in his heart.