My Name is Ke: I am the most beloved person in the world of science

Imagination is beautiful, but reality is always cruel.

Even though he didn't want to eat the food cooked by the boss anymore, he still ate two big bowls with tears in his eyes.

He felt unwell after eating it.

It was as if he had seen the god of death waving to him kindly.

"How's it going? Is it delicious?"

Zhiyue supported her chin with one hand and narrowed her eyes slightly, hiding all the gloating in her eyes.

"Ugh~"

Kamu covered his mouth with his hand, his face turning blue and purple, and he nodded vigorously, suppressing the strong desire to nausea.

"It's delicious. This is definitely the most unforgettable dinner in my life."

"Boss, your cooking skills are really...excellent."

He uttered the last few words through gritted teeth, his stomach churning so badly that it was almost about to rise to his throat.

"Really? Then I'll serve you another bowl."

Zhiyue quickly scooped another full bowl of tomato and egg soup into his bowl.

"..."Camu: Boss, how presumptuous of you!

But why don’t you eat it yourself? He stared at the empty bowl in front of the girl, his resentful eyes almost overflowing from his eyes.

So you also know that the food you cook is inedible.

Damn it! He couldn't help it!

"I-I'm going to the bathroom!"

After saying that, he ran to the bathroom at the speed of a 100-meter sprint and vomited violently.

"???"

Zhiyue scratched his head.

She knew that the food she cooked might not be very delicious, but there was no need to exaggerate it like this, right?

After taking a look at the things on the table that could be called "dishes", she still picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of tomato and egg soup.

"Ugh~"

I spat it out right after I put it in my mouth, Mask of Pain.

Zhiyue fell into deep self-doubt. Was this really the dish she cooked?

I remember when she was in the United States before, Shirley praised her for her delicious cooking.

But even dogs wouldn't eat this.

Camus: Thank you!

Hearing the noise coming from the bathroom, Zhiyue inexplicably began to sympathize with Kamu for a second.

Camus, I respect you as a man, awesome plus!

Half an hour later, Camus came out of the bathroom holding on to the wall.

He collapsed on the sofa in a state of exhaustion.

Feeling guilty and remorseful, Zhiyue poured him a cup of hot water.

"Um, are you okay?"

Camus took the hot water and took a big gulp.

"It's... okay, I won't die for now..."

His eyes were lifeless and his voice was filled with endless vicissitudes, like a dying man.

Seeing him like this, Zhiyue felt even more guilty.

But at the same time, she made up her mind that if she met someone she disliked in the future, she would cook a meal for him.

"Well, you take a rest first. When you feel better, I'll treat you to a nice meal."

Anyway, she couldn't eat the food on the table, so in order to make up for Camus (actually she wanted to eat it), she went to have Western food tonight.

Kamu's eyes finally brightened up a little. Being able to ask the boss to treat him to a meal was really a blessing in disguise.

I have been following the boss for nearly a year, and the number of times I have been treated to a meal can be counted on one hand.

Cherish what you have at the moment.

So he nodded weakly.

……

At nine o'clock in the evening, Zhiyue changed into a light lolita style dress and tied her long brown hair behind her head with a white ribbon.

She is so beautiful that she looks like a noble lady who walked out of an oil painting.

Camus half leaned against the door frame and watched the girl busying herself with tidying herself up, feeling a little subtle.

This feeling is like the fragrance and swaying waves along the way...ah, I've gone astray.

It should be the feeling of a husband waiting for his wife to get ready and dress up before going out.

Zhiyue: "..."

She turned around and saw Kamu giving her a lewd smile. Could it be that he was imagining something inappropriate for children?

Then a slap hit him on the head.

"Hiss! Boss, why did you hit me?" Kamu touched his head aggrievedly.

The boss's temper is too unpredictable.

Zhiyue flicked his head again and said fiercely: "Don't fantasize about me in your mind."

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Camus denied three times.

But his eyes looked away guiltily.

"Haha, I understand your little tricks at a glance. Okay, let's go."

Zhiyue specially booked a Western restaurant with a good reputation, and now it’s time for the reservation.

Camus was still a little weak and couldn't drive.

So Zhiyue acted as a driver.

"Little Kazi, fasten your seat belts and let's go!"

She turned her head and shouted excitedly to Camus.

Camu suddenly remembered his boss's driving skills and wanted to get out of the car immediately.

Click——

The car doors were locked.

He swallowed and said, "Boss, how about we take a taxi?"

The next second, the girl's face suddenly turned cold, and she said calmly: "Are you looking down on my skills?"

His heart skipped a beat and he quickly waved his hands.

"No, no, no, I don't dare. Please continue, Boss."