Hundreds of ways for the protagonist to seduce cannon fodder

Under boiling water.

During the period, Ji Qinglin asked Lu Cishu whether he liked it softer or harder. Lu Cishu thought: Is this a euphemism to ask whether it should be cooked harder or softer? I prefer softer. What if the hard one is not cooked?

He said, "Be gentler, senior!"

Ji Qinglin was stunned and didn't respond.

Lu Cishu: "..." He was too embarrassed to say it out loud, so he just said silently - why is it so sensitive. He really didn't mean anything else.

Because he knows a little about this dish, Ji Qinglin is quite picky about the ingredients. The noodles are not ordinary dried noodles, but hand-rolled noodles that are weighed in bulk.

The noodles were good, and Ji Qinglin also managed the timing when cooking them, taking the noodles out of the pot when they were at their best. While putting the vegetables into the pot, Ji Qinglin asked Lu Cishu if he wanted mixed noodles or soup noodles.

Lu Cishu likes to eat noodle soup, but he has no confidence in Ji Qinglin's cooking skills - he feels that he is showing respect to Ji Qinglin by finishing the noodles, and he really can't drink the soup. Besides - the noodle soup made by Ji Qinglin may not be delicious.

So he said, "Let's mix the noodles."

"Okay." After responding, Ji Qinglin took out the cooked vegetables, put some of them into Lu Cishu's bowl, and then added a little homemade noodle sauce on his noodles.

As for himself, it was noodle soup.

After the meal was ready, Ji Qinglin opened the partition door and walked out with two bowls of noodles.

Before opening the door, Lu Cishu could only see Ji Qinglin tinkering with something with his back to him, but he could neither see how he looked like he was tinkering with the things nor smell what they smelled like. What he imagined was not very good either, so naturally he lost interest.

But after opening the door, I first smelled a strong fragrance, which had a hint of sesame oil. However, because it was perfectly blended with the vegetarian dishes, it didn’t seem greasy at all. I just felt it smelled so good and made me want to eat it.

With this thought in mind, Lu Cishu, who was originally holding the chair, stood up slowly - Ji Qinglin's bowl was not raised high, so as soon as Lu Cishu stood up, he could see the appearance of the two bowls of noodles.

One bowl is noodle soup, the other is mixed noodles. Both bowls look good, but the noodle soup is better - because the noodle soup is clear, the vegetable leaves and tomatoes look even greener.

It looks especially delicious, but the mixed noodles are not bad either. Ji Qinglin is very good at plating, so it looks good too.

It's that fried egg... However, looking at the way the dish was presented, Lu Cishu also conceded that Ji Qinglin weighed eight taels and he weighed half a catty.

He actively took the two bowls from Ji Qinglin. When Lu Cishu put the bowls on the table, Ji Qinglin had already returned with chopsticks. Lu Cishu said thank you and took the chopsticks.

He was about to eat, but Ji Qinglin told him not to move. Even though the noodles looked good, Lu Cishu stopped eating obediently. Then Ji Qinglin took his chopsticks and helped him mix the sauce for the noodles evenly.

Seeing Ji Qinglin's action, Lu Cishu was stunned for a moment - this noodle was made at home, he thought it was different from the one he ate in the noodle shop, and it was so fragrant that he forgot to stir the noodles before eating when he was in a hurry.

After silently saying thank you to Ji Qinglin, Lu Cishu picked up his chopsticks and started eating noodles.

Then: "QAQ, it smells so good~" Lu Cishu whined and asked Ji Qinglin: "Senior~Why don't you go open a store?"

Seeing Lu Cishu's tone and expression, Ji Qinglin understood in his heart that the idea he had made before was probably half successful. He was happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He just said, "Why would I open a shop with my skills? I'm just doing some casual work."

After such a long speech, Lu Cishu only heard six words in his mind: "Just cooking casually" - Oh my god, the food he cooked casually is so delicious, how much more delicious would it be if he cooked seriously?

Originally Lu Cishu could still think of something, but after eating the noodles, he felt that he couldn't think of anything.

While busy eating, he said to Ji Qinglin: "You can open a store, senior. College students should start their own businesses." He said to Ji Qinglin very seriously: "If you open a restaurant or something, I will definitely come to your restaurant to eat every day. Even if I eat there all the time and there is no discount, I will keep coming."

Ji Qinglin smiled and said to Lu Cishu: "I'm sorry to disappoint you. Senior, you don't run a restaurant." Seeing the obvious disappointment in Lu Cishu's eyes, Ji Qinglin knew that now was the best time to say that, so he continued:

"But if Cishu thinks that the food you cook is delicious, you can come to your home to eat whenever you want. Just tell your senior on WeChat. You can come anytime."

Lu Cishu was moved, but felt embarrassed, so he asked:

"Really?"

Ji Qinglin nodded seriously: "Really."

Lu Cishu continued to be embarrassed, and he dragged out his voice to pave the way for what he was going to say next: "Senior~ the food you cook is really delicious."

I thought Ji Qinglin would reply to him, but the man seemed to be the kind of person who would become proud and silent after being praised too much, because as soon as Lu Cishu said this - Ji Qinglin looked at him with his beautiful eyes and remained silent.

Lu Cishu had no choice but to stop talking. He stretched out his chopsticks and poked the plate in front of him again and again.

Ji Qinglin waited for a while but the boy didn't say anything. But he couldn't continue the conversation about whether the food he cooked was delicious or not, so he regretted it and said calmly, "Would you like to play some games with me after dinner?"

Lu Cishu was just thinking about how to cleverly build a good relationship with Ji Qinglin, and just as this idea came to his mind, he was handed this news. It was like someone gave him a pillow just as he was dozing off.

So he nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay." After saying these four words clearly, Lu Cishu continued to lower his head and eat noodles diligently.

When Ji Qinglin was cooking the noodles, he was careful about the amount - if he cooked too much noodles at once, he wouldn't be able to finish them no matter how delicious they were. So he cooked about 80% full -

You shouldn't eat too much at one time, and besides...if you don't eat enough at one time, you will miss it forever.

Of course, the "innocent" Lu Cishu had no idea about the "evil" thoughts in Ji Qinglin's heart. He only knew that he finished eating the delicious noodles. Now he regretted it very much. Why didn't he give his senior a little more trust and choose soup noodles? In this way, he could have some soup. The senior's noodles were so delicious, so the soup noodles must be even better.

This thought kept swirling in his mind. Lu Cishu propped up his forehead with one hand, seemingly staring at the wall in a daze, but in fact his eyes had already fallen on Ji Qinglin. Then he found that there was still half a bowl of food left in the man's bowl, and he had actually started to wipe his lips nonchalantly with a tissue.

Lu Cishu glanced at him and thought casually - this mouth and eyes are quite nice, and they look even better when matched with his hands. At this time, Lu Cishu did not think that the state in which he thought Ji Qinglin was good-looking actually had a name, called sexiness.

Because he only paid a small amount of attention to this matter, and used most of his attention to think - he wanted to eat noodles...

After thinking about it for a few seconds, Lu Cishu deliberately asked Ji Qinglin in a lazy tone:

"Senior, have you finished your meal?"

Ji Qinglin nodded: "Hmm..." Lu Cishu didn't realize that his "hmm" was a hint of laughter. He was just secretly delighted and said righteously:

"Senior, we can't waste food~"

Ji Qinglin looked helpless. He stretched out his tone and said in a coquettish tone, "Then can you help me think of a solution?" "What can I do? I'm full."

Hearing Ji Qinglin say this, Lu Cishu turned around and looked at him eagerly.