PDLP Chapter 29 To each their own
Chapter 29 To each their own
Qiao Xiao sniffed herself carefully and asked curiously, "Where's that fragrance coming from?"
Qiao Xiao: "System, teleport to the villa."
Jiang Yu silently picked up the bread, held it carefully in his hands and smelled it. The bread smelled very good, but what was really special was the fragrance emanating from the girl.
Moreover, her voice is very similar.
Fortunately, his classmates hadn't entered the classroom yet. Upon seeing this scene, they thought Jiang Yu had developed some kind of mental illness.
Qiao Xiao returned to the villa and went straight to the kitchen to check if Gu Jinghe had eaten that day.
Hopefully, the food in the refrigerator hasn't been untouched.
The kitchen was filled with the aroma of food.
Qiao Xiao watched warily as Gu Jinghe quietly walked past and saw him bustling about.
"Are you cooking?" she asked softly.
Gu Jinghe looked at her with a horrified expression, as if he was frightened.
"Yes, it is."
It seems that Gu Jinghe is easily startled.
Looking at the simple yet delicious noodles in front of her, Qiao Xiao couldn't help but take a deep breath. "It smells so good!" she exclaimed.
"From now on, I'll cook."
Qiao Xiao: "Is it because my cooking is bad?" As soon as she said that, she regretted it. Isn't it obvious that her cooking is usually bad?
"No, no, no," Gu Jinghe denied repeatedly. "It's just that you have to go to work every day and cook for me, which is very tiring."
Qiao Xiao: "It's what I should do."
I'm the one who killed your father, and you're recognizing a thief as your father.
"No, this isn't it," he muttered to himself.
Qiao Xiao looked at the somewhat stubborn Gu Jinghe in front of her and said helplessly, "Okay, then I'll trouble you to take care of my three meals a day."
"Mmm." He responded obediently, like a rabbit in the snow, its delicate fur highlighting its purity.
"Can we dine together from now on?" He didn't dare to look up, keeping his head down cautiously.
"Okay," Qiao Xiao readily agreed.
There was no reason for them to get along like this, but they tacitly kept quiet about it. Even if the soil beneath the branches held the word "lie," it couldn't stop them from climbing up.
Qiao Xiao was relieved: "Luckily, the neighbors around me are all NPCs, so they won't gossip."
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Qiao Xiao praised, "It's delicious. This is the best I've had in the past few days."
Gu Jinghe stared intently into his clear eyes and agreed without hesitation, "Then I'll continue doing it in the future."
But in his heart he was thinking, "Actually, it's not that delicious. You're just comforting me. Thank you for your kindness."
Gu Jinghe grew up in luxury, with his consumption ranging from upper-middle class to upper-middle class. He had eaten all kinds of delicacies, and even the most common dishes were top-notch.
Therefore, based on his experience, he concluded that he hadn't done a good enough job.
In Gu Jinghe's eyes, it wasn't exactly delicious, but in Qiao Xiao's eyes, it was truly so delicious that she was moved to tears, and that's no exaggeration.
"It's really good to be alive," she thought to herself.
She slurped the noodles one bite at a time without stopping. It turns out she can have an appetite too; I never knew that for so many years.
Gu Jinghe looked at Qiao Xiao, who was forcing herself to eat, and felt a pang of heartache. "You don't have to go to this lengths for me?"
Qiao Xiao lifted the rice she had buried in her bowl. "What?"
She gulped down the soup and finished eating, only to realize that Gu Jinghe hadn't touched it. She asked, "Why aren't you eating?"
Gu Jinghe: "I don't like the food I cook myself."
Qiao Xiao: "Then leave it for me tomorrow morning, and I'll make you something to eat."
Before long, a very ordinary fried rice was ready.
Gu Jinghe, however, finished eating.
Qiao Xiao thought to herself, "It really is true that everyone has their own preferences."
She lacks confidence in her cooking skills, but the satisfaction comes from having people willing to eat her food.