At this moment, Lu Shiman was already sitting on the sofa.

Although cooking noodles is indeed not difficult, Fan Qingyou just didn't want to serve her like that.

"Cook noodles or wash the pot and dishes, you choose one."

"My hands are injured, and you still want me to do things?!"

Lu Shiman remained unhurried, sitting there with an indifferent attitude.

"Then I won't cook your noodles."

Fan Qingyou said directly.

Lu Shiman sat there, but in the end, she had no choice but to go to the kitchen again.

"I'll cook the noodles!"

Then he snatched the tomato from Fan Qingyou's hand.

"What should I do?!"

She was in the kitchen, looking at Fan Qingyou with a puzzled expression.

"If you can't do any of these, why did you choose this?"

Fan Qingyou really thought she was mentally challenged.

"I just wanted to try it out."

Lu Shiman frowned and said, "Besides, she only gave me two choices. If there were a third, I would definitely choose to watch TV."

Fan Qingyou glanced at her indifferently, then turned and left.

She stayed in the room, and after a short while, Lu Shiman came over.

"I don't know how, you go cook the noodles! I'll wash the dishes afterwards."

Lu Shiman frowned as she spoke, and she even stretched out her hand and blew on it, as if she had been splashed with oil.

Fan Qingyou stood up, went to the kitchen, quickly cooked the noodles, filled a bowl for herself, and sat outside to eat.

Perhaps hearing the sound of her eating noodles, Lu Shiman also came out.

She didn't complain about why Fan Qingyou served her noodles or anything like that.

She served herself a bowl and sat down opposite Fan Qingyou to eat.

Neither of them uttered a word during the meal.

After finishing her meal, Fan Qingyou pushed her bowl and chopsticks forward and went back into her room.

Lu Shiman also collected the dishes and chopsticks, went to the kitchen, washed them casually, and put them in the cabinet.

After finishing all that, she sat down on the sofa in the living room, turned on the TV, and started watching.

Fan Qingyou was inside the room, reading a book by herself.

When Lu Chunmei came back in the evening, she cooked dinner. Looking at the bowls and chopsticks in the cupboard, they were mostly still greasy, so she washed them again.

What happened next, such as dinner, will not be discussed for now.

The next day was the day Lu Shiman went to school.

Lu Shiman was very nervous about this matter and got up very early in the morning. Fan Qingyou was still sleepy, but he could already hear Lu Shiman changing her clothes one by one.

When Fan Qingyou got up, Lu Shiman was already sitting outside.

Fan Qingyou went outside, brushed her teeth and washed her face, and sat down at the dining table.

I glanced at Lu Shiman again. It was late autumn, and she was wearing a dress underneath a long sweater.

She didn't tie up her jet-black hair; instead, it was draped over her shoulders. She was already quite pretty, and this outfit made her look even more charming and lovely.

Fan Qingyou ate her breakfast with her head down. After finishing, she picked up her schoolbag and prepared to leave.

"Wait for my cousin!"

Lu Shiman also rushed out of the toilet. Fan Qingyou could still clearly see that she seemed to have applied a light pink lip gloss.

She didn't say anything. But she's just a high school student. Is it really okay for her to go to school like this?

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