The lazy cat master's secrets were revealed, and the male protagonist was thinking about him

[This restaurant is more than three times bigger than Old Zhou's, right? ]

[You usually eat alone, is it necessary to make the dining table so big? ]

[We are sitting at one end and one end, so we need to use a loudspeaker to talk, right? ]

Zhou Zhou supported his chin with one hand, his mind full of thoughts.

It was not until Pei Yanlie sat down next to him that he came to his senses and said "hmm" in confusion.

[There are so many seats, why do you have to sit next to me? ]

However, he didn't dare to ask. After all, it was Pei Yanlie's home and he could sit wherever he wanted.

The air conditioner was on in the restaurant. Seeing the other person wearing a light sportswear, Pei Yanlie lowered his eyes and looked at him and asked, "Are you cold?"

Zhou Zhou said nonchalantly: "It's OK, I can accept it. I'm afraid of heat."

As soon as he finished speaking, he sneezed loudly.

[You betrayed me, my body! You want to hit me in the face! 】

Pei Yanlie frowned, stood up and walked to the living room, picked up his suit jacket, and spent five minutes going back and forth to put the jacket on Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou's expression changed constantly. He wanted to pull off his coat, but due to the sharp gazes of others, he could only mutter in a low voice: "Brother, I'm not a woman. Your behavior is really easy to be misunderstood!"

"If you're cold, keep warm and don't force yourself." The faint voice carried a hint of disapproval.

"Oh," Zhou Zhou twitched his lips and replied with a word reluctantly.

I don’t know what material the coat he was wearing was made of, but it was icy cold. No wonder Pei Yanlie didn’t feel hot wearing it.

Out of sight of others, he reached out and touched it curiously. It felt smooth and delicate, and must have been very expensive.

Thinking of what Mu Xinyao said, he tilted his head to look at the man next to him and asked casually, "Brother Pei, how much did I pay for the sportswear I'm wearing?"

Pei Yanlie took out his phone and checked it, then replied calmly, "125 million."

"Oh, 125 yuan, I said...what? Say it again!"

His eyes widened and he looked at Pei Yanlie with an expression of disbelief.

[125 million? Am I deaf?]

[A set of sportswear like this costs 125 million? ]

My fingers unconsciously lifted the hem of the sportswear and I looked down. It felt great and the fabric was smooth and soft. I thought it would cost no more than a thousand dollars!

[What kind of heavenly fabric is this? It's too outrageous! ]

[Pei Yanlie, I know you have countless zeros in your savings, but there is no need to buy me such expensive clothes! ]

[I can’t pay it back, I can’t pay it back! 】

[How much do I have in my savings? It seems like even two million is not enough? ]

According to my previous consumption habits, the most expensive clothes at home were only a few thousand yuan. This was the first time I had worn clothes worth millions.

[How about I take it off and give it back to you? ]

He was in a very heavy mood and the corners of his mouth drooped.

He glanced at his suit jacket and felt as if his body was about to collapse, as if he was being weighed down by tens of millions of dollars and couldn't stand up straight.

[This dress shouldn't be worth tens of millions, right? ]

Pei Yanlie crossed his legs and looked at his expression carefully. The corners of his mouth gradually rose and he said in a calm voice, "Don't think too much. Let's eat first."

"No, I didn't think too much about it." Zhou Zhou said casually, with an obviously absent-minded expression.

【Why did you buy me such expensive clothes? 】

[Even if he's my old classmate's younger brother, we can't be this close, right? ]

Zhou Zhou looked at him hesitantly, with confusion flickering in his eyes.

[How to start, how to ask? ]

【Ah ah ah! So annoying! 】

Pei Yanlie couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his forehead, sighed and said: "Just ask whatever you want to ask."

Zhou Zhou gritted his teeth and said firmly: "Well...well, I'll give you the money back!"

【No reward without merit! 】

Pei Yanlie refused without hesitation: "No need."

He asked: "Why?"

Pei Yanlie looked at him meaningfully and said in a deep voice, "A lot of money."

Zhou Zhou: …

[Haha, sure, I'm speechless! ]

Pei Yanlie rolled up his sleeves slowly, revealing the glittering silver diamond-studded watch, and said calmly, "Don't feel any burden."

The silver light almost blinded Zhou Zhou. He raised his hand to block it and complained inwardly: Tsk tsk, is it necessary to wear a watch with such strong lethality!

At this moment, he realized how big the gap in wealth was between him and the male protagonist.

If Su Wanxing married him, she would be extremely rich, it would be worth it!

If you let the toady Hang come here for a stroll, he will probably be heartbroken. There is a huge difference between him and his love rival, how can he be compared?

Several middle-aged women in conservative uniforms came out of the kitchen carrying food.

Zhou Zhou looked in the direction of the voice and heard another round of complaints.

[The distance between the kitchen and the dining room is too far. The food will get cold by the time it is brought over.]

[Strange, where is the beautiful nanny from before? Why are they all replaced by middle-aged women? ]

Pei Yanlie snorted in his heart, you little pervert, you’re always daydreaming about beautiful women.

Three minutes later, the exquisite dishes were placed on the table one by one.

Nine dishes and one soup for two people, that's outrageous.

Zhou Zhou's mouth twitched wildly, and he asked, "Brother Pei, are your parents coming over for dinner?"

"Not coming." Pei Yanlie replied indifferently.

He picked up the hot towel beside the table and wiped his hands carefully. He picked up the golden chopsticks and picked up the tender lobster meat and put it in Zhou Zhou's bowl. He whispered, "Eat it. Your brain must be tired from thinking so much."

Zhou Zhou looked at him doubtfully.

【What am I thinking? 】

Seeing Pei Yanlie staring at him quietly, with deep and incomprehensible emotions in his eyes, he quickly looked away, picked up his chopsticks, and said vaguely: "I can do it myself."

[Are all the eyes of rich people so complicated? It's like a political drama, it's really hard to understand. ]

Zhou Zhou, who is keen on melodramatic romance dramas, hates to watch brain-intensive political dramas the most. Studying on weekdays is complicated enough, so he naturally has to watch some brainless comedies to cheer himself up in his spare time.

He closed his eyes to clear his mind, then opened them again to concentrate on enjoying the delicious meal.

【What is this? It's really good. 】

[The soup is sweet, what is in it? ]

[Pei Yanlie, the food at your house really suits my taste. Remember to invite me over for dinner more often in the future.]

At this moment, his mind was dominated by food, and the expression on his face was very appropriate. It would be a pity if he didn't become a food broadcaster.

Pei Yanlie looked at him openly, with an imperceptible doting in his eyes, thinking to himself that he could coax you into this state with just one meal, you are really easy to satisfy.

He softened his voice unconsciously, "Eat slowly."

"Yeah," Zhou Zhou nodded, his face bulging, his eyes curved into a beautiful shape. He tilted his head to look at Pei Yanlie, swallowed the food with a "gulp", and praised with a smile: "The food made by your chef team is better than that made by a five-star hotel."

Pei Yanlie enticed, "Do you want to eat it again in the future?"

Zhou Zhou answered without even thinking: "Yes."

Pei Yanlie said: "I will let Ah Hu bring you your three meals from now on."

Zhou Zhou was stunned for a moment, and hesitated for a long time before answering: "This is not a good idea. It's too much trouble."

"No trouble."

"Then...then I'll transfer the food money to you."

Pei Yanlie turned on his phone, clicked on the QR code of the chat software, and asked the other party to add him as a friend.

Zhou Zhou didn't think much about it. He took out his phone and scanned it quickly, then asked casually, "How much is it per month?"

"It doesn't matter, do whatever you want." Pei Yanlie picked up some food for him again, with a hint of joy between his brows.

Zhou Zhou asked tentatively: "It can't be casual, how about 10,000 a month? Is that acceptable?"

He nodded slightly, and said with thin lips, "You like it."