It was close to eleven o'clock in the evening, Mu Chen came back from outside, Feng Jiu was pouring himself a glass of milk in the kitchen, when he heard the sound, he poked his head out and just looked at Mu Chen, who also heard the movement and looked towards the kitchen.

"You're back" Feng Jiu put down the milk cup and asked with a faint smile in his eyes, "Are you hungry?" Seeing the fruit on the table that was taken out by Feng Jiu, Mu Chen's tone was full of certainty and asked, "The food that Liu Qing cooked at night is not the same as the appetite" Feng Jiu said and shrugged helplessly.

"What do you want to eat, I'll help you make it" Mu Chen said and took off his coat and handed it to Feng Jiu, rolled up his sleeves and went to open the refrigerator door, "Don't you know how to cook" Feng Jiu looked at Mu Chen suspiciously, and asked uncertainly, "Can you make it for them, you can eat anything if you want" Mu Chen said and took a steak from the refrigerator, "Steak pasta, I'll make more, it just so happened that I didn't eat either" Mu Chen said and put the ingredients he was going to use on the table.

Feng Jiu silently watched Mu Chen's skillful movements on the side, just as he said, he did know how to cook, in less than half an hour, Mu Chen cooked something for the two of them, and Feng Jiu did not hide the surprise in his eyes at all.

"Taste it and see if it suits your appetite" Mu Chen said to help Feng Jiu cut the steak and push it in front of Feng Jiu, "delicious" Feng Jiu tasted it, the steak tasted very good, the taste was just right, Feng Jiu looked at Mu Chen with bright eyes, when Mu Chen said that he couldn't cook, Feng Jiu was sure that Mu Chen couldn't cook, but he didn't want his previous words to be deliberately said to others.

For a moment, Feng Jiu's heart was warm, because Mu Chen only cooked for her, Feng Jiu was in a happy mood and ate, because the food was a little supportive, Feng Jiu was obviously not sleepy, pushed open the door and walked outside, planning to take a walk in the yard to eliminate food.

Mu Chen saw Feng Jiu's move, quickly followed, and did not forget to stuff an apple in his pocket, the two went out for a walk for half an hour, although they didn't talk much throughout the whole process, but the atmosphere between the two was not awkward, "Go back and rest early, I won't go to class tomorrow morning, don't get up too early, I won't go to work tomorrow, what do you want to eat in the morning, I'll make it for you" When he walked to the door of the hut, Mu Chen suddenly asked.

"I haven't drunk porridge for a few days, and I want to drink porridge" Feng Jiu blurted out, and then felt that boiling porridge was too time-consuming, and looked up at Mu Chen, "It's good to use a soybean milk machine to make rice paste, so it saves trouble" Feng Jiu said lightly.

"Make a simple version of the sandwich, and then boil a porridge, I bought pickles before, just right" Mu Chen said and reached out and rubbed Feng Jiu's head, "Hmm" Feng Jiu nodded, maybe because of everything Mu Chen did for himself tonight, Feng Jiu didn't hate Mu Chen's contact.

"Let's go back" Mu Chen sent Feng Jiu to the door of the room, and said softly, "Well, you also rest early" Feng Jiu nodded, turned around and closed the door obediently, "No wonder the ancients said that if you want to capture a person's heart, first grab a person's stomach, and don't go to me to secretly learn cooking these days" Mu Chen muttered, turned around and walked towards his room.

Mu Chen did not know how to cook when he came to the hut, but because of Feng Jiu, he was willing to learn, thinking of Feng Jiu's happy appearance before, Mu Chen looked satisfied, the next morning, after everyone left, Mu Chen walked from the room to the kitchen, at this time the hut was only left with him and Feng Jiu, he still remembered that Feng Jiu wanted to eat porridge yesterday, boiling porridge is a delicate job, it seems simple, but it is not simple.