After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Louis said he came to buy kitchenware, but he didn't really know what he needed for cooking, nor could he tell the difference between good and bad. After listening to the salesperson's introduction for a long time, Rong Yuzhuo finally made the decision.

Louis waved his hand to pay the bill, but Rong Yuzhu insisted on splitting the bill. Knowing that the other party was not well-off, Louis said that if the other party had time, he could teach him how to cook.

The two bought some groceries and returned home quite late. Louis sat in the dining room watching Rong Yuzhuo skillfully season the oil in the pan, sterilize the new tableware, and cook two bowls of clear soup with eggs in the last few minutes.

Louis swallowed hard, drawn by the rising wisps of smoke, but he wasn't hungry at all.

"Don't want to eat?"

Rong Yuzhuo took off her apron, hung it up, and sat back down at the table.

"Eat, of course I'll eat." Louis picked up the bowl, blew on it, and slowly drank the soup.

Rong Yuzhuo didn't say anything more, and ate his noodles in silence for a while.

"By the way, Xiao Yuzhuo."

Louis's lips were slightly red from drinking, and just as he brought up a topic, his phone started vibrating again.

She was another enthusiastic senior student.

Rong Yuzhu finished her food in a few bites, seemingly unaware of her hunger. She had already finished her soup and was looking up, waiting for Louis to speak. However, Louis was distracted by his phone. After replying to a message, he came back to his senses and realized what he had been about to say when he saw the other person staring at him.

"Oh, well, I've always been curious, haven't we met somewhere before?"

Rong Yuzhuo narrowed his eyes, waited a few seconds, and then said, "Are you going to try out your new flirting technique on me now?"

Louis was taken aback, suddenly remembering that he had spent several hours last night reading "Want to make more friends but don't know how to start a conversation? Try these ways to strike up a conversation!"

“No, that’s not what I meant,” Louis suddenly felt like laughing.

Rong Yuzhuo lowered his eyes: "The soundproofing in the room isn't very good."

Louis thought he would have to wear headphones from now on, otherwise the person opposite him, who already had insomnia, would have a hard time getting a good night's sleep if he had to deal with someone like him who was always alert 24 hours a day.

Louis: "You're already my friend, why are you trying to strike up a conversation?"

Rong Yuzhuo nodded and put away his bowl and chopsticks: "Yes, you make friends very quickly, and I am one of them."

Louis took a few more sips of soup: "I'm not kidding, I'm serious, I feel like you look a little familiar."

Rong Yuzhuo went into the kitchen to start washing the dishes: "A generic face."

Louis: "If everyone had your face, the average person's looks would be several times better."

Rong Yuzhuo didn't speak; only the sound of rushing water could be heard.

"Have we really never met before?"

Rong Yuzhuo stopped talking and pointed at the other person's bowl: "If you don't like it, you don't have to force yourself to eat it."

Louis quickly protected the bowl: "I like to eat it. I'm just a slow eater by nature. You should go and rest after you're done cleaning up. I'll wash it myself in a bit."

Rong Yuzhuo left and went back to his bedroom.

Louis made sure the door was closed, gulped down his soup in a few mouthfuls, hesitated for a moment, then held the bowl protectively to his chest and sneaked downstairs alone.

Rong Yuzhuo turned on the desk lamp, and the old notebook on the table emitted a faint glow. He lifted the curtains, and a figure silently walked to the corner downstairs, picked up a bowl, found a corner where no one was paying attention, and poured the noodles into the food bowl that a kind person had placed for a stray dog.

Rong Yuzhuo's face was tinged with green by the sunlight. He lowered the curtain before the figure turned around, knowing how sharp the other person could be when on guard.

The little mongrel in the neighborhood, whom everyone seems to be raising online, has gained quite a bit of weight recently. Rong Yuzhuo felt that at least Louis should be given some basic pet knowledge, otherwise, for a dog that isn't picky about food, Louis could be a terrible threat.

That night, Louis was tossing and turning in bed, replying to messages from four people at the same time, when Rong Yuzhuo's avatar suddenly lit up. He took the opportunity to click on it and saw that the other party had sent him two documents, one titled "What Pets Eat Every Day" and the other titled "My Beloved Dog Forever".

Louis has been spending more time interacting with people lately than he has in the previous eighteen years combined. He finally realized that his act of feeding the dogs had been exposed. Feeling embarrassed, he sent the other person a smiley face and began to carefully study the message on his phone.

At the same time, I didn't forget to reply to messages from new friends.

Another sleepless night.

As the military training progressed, the students' complexions darkened like soy sauce. Whenever she wasn't busy, Rong Yuzhuo would spend some time teaching Louis to cook, starting with the simplest things. Louis picked it up relatively quickly, and soon after, he bought an oven and started making desserts following online tutorials.

That same evening, after finishing military training, Rong Yuzhuo finally returned home after tutoring his students, at 11:30 p.m.

As soon as the door opened, the living room lights were still on. Louis, with his red hair, was sitting at the table. Seeing that the other person had arrived, he happily took a small cake out of the oven.

"Quick, quick, Xiao Yuzhuo, eat some cake!"

Rong Yuzhuo still felt the chill of the summer night, but after putting down his bag and changing into slippers, he seemed to shed the chill and walked straight to the dining table.

The chiffon cake was baked to a soft and beautiful texture, with a fragrant aroma filling the air. It had no decorations on top, but it was still presentable enough.

Louis, like a little puppy, held out the fork to the other person, his eyes sparkling.

Rong Yuzhuo scooped out a mouthful, put it in his mouth, chewed it carefully, swallowed it, and then seriously said, "It's delicious."

After listening, Louis raised his chin and nodded happily: "Nothing can stump Lord Louis."

Rong Yuzhuo continued eating: "Thank you, Lord Louis, for the delicious food."

"Hahahaha," Louis laughed heartily, his teeth white, almost gleaming under the light.

Louis discovered that Rong Yuzhuo's happiness and sadness were both very obvious. When he was happy, he would make witty remarks and be playful. When he was unhappy, he would become like a clam, as if every word he uttered was worth its weight in gold.

"Okay, then you can eat slowly."

Louis didn't even watch Rong Yuzhu finish eating. Instead, he took his phone and went back to his room first. Rong Yuzhu's mood, which had been lifted, seemed to sink a little. She held her fork for a long time before picking it up again.

The next day, Rong Yuzhuo saw Louis, who was wrapped up tightly, hurriedly leave the house carrying a box of freshly baked cakes.