Quickly travel to the plane of destruction: close the door and let the hero go!

Su He was hinting at Yu Zichen, but he didn't want Yu Zichen to do anything, but to tell him not to do anything or say anything.

The two old grandpas are staring at them, okay? The old man was frightened by Yu Zichen's ambiguous posture with him just now, okay?

Su He supported Yu Zichen's arm, hehehe smiled to the two old grandfathers and said, "He has a stomachache, it hurts so badly, he can't even walk, and I'm about to send him home."

The two old men took a look at Yu Zichen, seeing that the other person seemed to be really sad, so they became worried, and asked Su He to send the patient to the hospital quickly, beware of southern gastritis.

"Young people just don't take their bodies seriously. Let's take my son as an example. He works every day. This time he was so tired that he went to the hospital. Alas..."

The old man shook his head, and another old man echoed and said to Su He, "Young man, hurry up and send him to the hospital."

"Ah, no need, thank you two grandpas, this is an old problem, and he has stomach medicine at home." Su He said, pulling Yu Zichen to the door of his house, and took out the key to open the door.

The two old men shook their heads and sighed, walked over and turned the corner and disappeared around the corner.

Su He opened the door and let Yu Zichen in first.

Yu Zichen walked in quietly, and became nervous as soon as he entered, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

This is Suhe's home.

It was cleaned very well, and the whole house smelled very good, which was very similar to the smell on Su He, but it was lighter than the smell on him.

Su He reached out and took the bag from Yu Zichen, and carried it to the kitchen.

In the situation just now, Yu Zichen could calmly pick up the bag on the ground, and he didn't seem to care about being misunderstood by the two old people.

Su He took out the fresh vegetables and put them on the kitchen counter, he was not afraid of being misunderstood.

He was just taken aback when he suddenly saw the two old men appearing in his sight.

"I'll cook." Yu Zichen said.

"I'll wash the vegetables for you." Su He said.

Yu Zichen smiled dotingly, reached out and rubbed Su He's head, then walked over and started cooking with Su He.

Su He really doesn't know how to cook, and he seems to be very skilled in his movements, but as long as he touches things, he always feels that the color looks strange and the taste is complicated.

Su He himself seemed to be deliberately experimenting, and every time he muttered "I don't believe in evil" in a low voice with a boring face, and then continued to make their ingredients inedible.

"Su He, go to the living room and watch TV. I'll cook for you." Yu Zichen said softly, reaching out and gently pinching Su He's face.

It feels so good.

"What do you mean?" Su He raised his eyes and stared at Yu Zichen.

"I'm just worried that if you continue to help like this, the two of us will eat salty bibimbap later."

"What's wrong with salty bibimbap? You look down on salty bibimbap? You're discriminating, do you know?"

Yu Zichen put down the spice bottle in his hand, stretched out his hand and gently touched Su He's forehead, lowered his fingers slightly to cover the other's eyes, and leaned over to lick his lips lightly.

Su He trembled all over, and all the sensations in his whole body seemed to disappear in an instant, only the moist and hot touch on his lips was extremely clear.

"Yu Zichen..."

"I will cook for you whatever you want, for the rest of my life, every day. If you like to cook, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. No matter what you do, I will eat it all. Just don't play today. You haven't eaten yet. Don't go hungry."

He was worried that Suhe would not be able to eat enough if he only ate salty bibimbap after experimenting with all the ingredients.

He doesn't care, whether it's dark cooking or not, as long as he thinks that it was made by Su He, he is reluctant to throw it away.

Somewhat unnaturally, Su He pushed Yu Zichen away, forced himself to be surprised and dumped all the dishes, but Yu Zichen still snatched away a plate and ate it in front of his face.

Su He stared at the other party for a long time, and finally said: "I don't care if I have diarrhea."

"When the time comes, you can save me with a kiss."

"I'm afraid you're not an idiot." Su He pretended to be serious and complained, then turned and left the kitchen to the living room.

[The system prompts that the male protagonist's favorability has been obtained +3, and the current favorability is 93 points. 】

Su He relaxed and lay on the sofa. In fact, in the past two weeks, he cleaned the house only once, because he only came back to sleep and did not cook at home. It was cleaned the day before yesterday, so the house was still very clean.

He has been so busy with work recently, he said to himself after taking a shower every day [Don't think about anything, let's talk about it tomorrow. 】

Then fell asleep peacefully.

Yu Zichen prepared the meal in the kitchen, brought it out and put it on the table, then walked over to the sofa and called Su He.

Obviously all he needed to do was yell, but he insisted on walking up to the other person's ear, biting the other's earlobe and deliberately lowering his voice, "It's time to eat."

Su He was in a daze, distracted, unable to react all of a sudden, bounced to the side reflexively, staring at Yu Zichen with dissatisfaction: "What are you doing?"

Yu Zichen chuckled and said, "Just to tease you."

Su He glanced at Yu Zichen without saying a word, got up to wash his hands, then came out and sat at the table, slightly raised his eyes to see Yu Zichen walking slowly.

"You are a president and you can cook, not bad young man." Su He said to Zichen.

"Compared to you, he is indeed a professional." Yu Zichen said with a smile.

"Want to quarrel?"

"Don't dare."

"Cut~" Su He stretched out his hand to take the dinner, and had already handed it to Yu Zichen, but withdrew his hand when the other party reached out to take it.

"Sheng by yourself." Su He said.

Yu Zichen couldn't help but look tender.

Su He must be making a fuss.

Obviously it is not at all the same as the coolness I remember when I was a child, and it is also completely different from the coolness that Liangshui said.

But he was only fascinated by the talent in front of him...so much.

Su He said before that he fell in love too quickly, but he didn't feel this way. Instead, he felt that falling in love with Su He was a matter of course.

Su He himself obviously cared about him, the affection between his brows, the affection in those eyes, and the attachment in every gesture.

In Su He's pupils, what Yu Zichen saw was himself.

It is very clear, and it looks countless times more handsome than when I look in the mirror.

So Yu Zichen believed that in Su He's eyes, he must be unique, the only special person.

Although he knew it, but if Su He could tell him love directly, he would be happier.

"Is it delicious?" Yu Zichen asked Su He softly.

Su He looked up and paused for a while before saying, "Yes."

"Then will you like it?"

"……Um."

"Do you like my cooking, or do you like me?"

"..."

"Su He, even if it's just a whisper, say you like me."

Su He put down his chopsticks and stared at Yu Zichen for a long time, finally he couldn't bear the other's gaze, so he stretched out his hand and gestured for him to approach him.