The male protagonist of the quick wear is obsessed with me

Chapter 140 1 Poor and Penniless, Relying on Marriage to Become Empress 4

Although Wu Yue was not very good at cooking, his knife skills were pretty good. He processed all the ingredients that Wei Mingyu had picked out in the basket one by one and placed them on different plates for later use.

She made several kinds of dipping sauces, which are essential for hot pot, according to the tastes of the three people, some sweet, some salty, some spicy, and some spicy, so there is always one that suits them.

About half an hour later, Wei Mingyu finally had her first delicious meal. She held a celadon bowl with bamboo leaf patterns on it, picked up the blanched tender meat slices, put them in a dish of condiments, dipped them in chili, and then put them in her mouth to chew.

I have to say, in the early spring when the weather is still warm, eating a steaming hot pot can warm up the whole person.

Wu Rong was very disgusted at first, thinking that the food she cooked would definitely not taste good if she just mixed up the ingredients. But after hesitating for a long time and taking a bite, he realized that Wei Mingyu and Wu Yue combined could not beat him.

"I really underestimate you."

After Wurong had eaten and drunk his fill, he sat cross-legged on a chair outside to bask in the sun, his satisfied expression like that of a big cat sleeping with its eyes squinting.

Wei Mingyu almost wanted to reach out and stroke his hairy head, but fortunately, he thought of his current identity and finally held back.

Seeing that the sun was shining brightly outside, she moved a chair and sat down next to Wurong. She stretched out her slender white fingers that were hidden in her cloak and put them in the sun, making them look dazzlingly white.

In the cool spring breeze, the rustling sound of bamboo leaves is extremely pleasant to the ear, mixed with the calls of unknown birds. The mind is cleansed of the hustle and bustle of the world, leaving only the beauty of tranquility.

Wu Rong squinted for a while, then suddenly tilted her head and asked casually, "Now that your injury has healed, what are you going to do? Are you really going to stay here and be a cook for the rest of your life?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to repay me?" Wei Mingyu raised her head slightly, revealing a little of her fair and delicate chin buried in her cloak. She continued, "If you agree, I want to leave now."

This is true, she wants to go out and cause trouble.

Wu Rong also heard it. His original intention was to send the girl of unknown origin away for fear of getting involved in unknown troubles, but the other party's impatient attitude made him a little unhappy.

"Your life-saving grace is comparable to that of my own parents. I am willing to repay you with my own body. Of course, I don't like your shriveled body. Now you actually want to cook a meal for me as a reward. Are you stupid?"

As he spoke, he sat up straight in excitement and spoke at length to the girl.

Wei Mingyu blinked her round almond eyes and asked in confusion: "Didn't you ask me if I wanted to be a cook for the rest of my life? Of course I don't want to. You get angry when I tell you the truth. Your thoughts are harder to guess than a child's."

Wu Rong was choked by her words and rolled his eyes in anger. He wanted to grab her shoulders and shake them hard. Do you know what euphemism means?

Wu Yue, who was in the distance, was about to return to his room, but he couldn't help but pause when he heard their conversation. He glanced at the girl's pouting face and turned around and walked over there.

The atmosphere in the air fell silent for a moment, until——

"Brother Rong, if you have something to say, just say it directly. Don't beat around the bush. It makes me tired."

The little girl curled up in the wide chair, her beautiful face showing a bright smile for the first time, and her eyes fixedly looking at the handsome young man next to her. After a while, she suddenly uttered in a sweet voice, "Brother Rong".

Wu Rong, who was still thinking about his life, almost slipped off the chair in fright, obviously frightened by what Brother Rong said.

"What did you call me?"

"You are a few years older than me. It's rude to call me by my name. I can only call you brother." The girl turned to look at Wu Yue, "Right, Brother Yue?"

Wu Yue, who had just walked up to them, was stunned for a moment, then he raised his hand and gently supported the top of the little girl's head, smiling gently: "It's all right, call me whatever you like."

He is always very tolerant towards young lives, otherwise there would be no one else here except him.

Wu Rong was a little surprised and flustered at first, but when he saw Wu Yue's calm look, he felt that he was making a fuss out of nothing. Considering his age, he certainly deserved to be called Brother Rong.

He thought for a moment and said, "Just call him Brother Rong, but that would mess up the order of seniority among the Masters."

I always feel like I got a great deal.

Wu Yue glanced at him calmly, seeing through his little thoughts, "Let's talk about our own things."

"Hehe!" Wurong smiled awkwardly and dared not speak nonsense anymore.

Seeing Wurong's aggrieved look, Wei Mingyu buried his face in his cloak to hide the corners of his raised lips.

"By the way, Wuan will be back in a few days, take out all the herbs in his room." Wu Yue said, and then seemed to think of something else, and continued: "Wuxun will be back too, so don't quarrel in front of the little girl."

"what?"

Wu Rong grunted with a toothache, "He's back too? Didn't he say he was out looking for the Fire Lotus? I haven't heard of any Fire Lotus appearing in this period of time."

If we were to say who he hated the most, Wuxun would be the first. He was lazy all day long and dressed in fancy clothes, more ostentatious than a pheasant showing off its feathers in the bamboo forest.

What's more, he doesn't respect himself as his senior brother and always talks back to him, which is so infuriating.

Wu Yue looked at him like this, sighed secretly, and didn't say much. After all, they were brothers in the same school, and no matter how incompatible their personalities were, they wouldn't be that bad.

The girl who was listening to their conversation quietly on the side squinted her eyes to bask in the sun, her head resting comfortably on the back of the chair, and almost fell asleep.

As they chatted, the topic returned to Wei Mingyu.

Wurong held her shoulders with a serious expression and said in an unfathomable way: "If you see a man dressed provocatively anywhere, don't pay any attention to him, even if he falls into the river and falls to the ground."

Wei Mingyu, whose sleepiness was knocked away, nodded obediently. She had heard in the training that she should not pick up injured men on the street.

Wu Yue, who was about to leave, stared at Wu Rong quietly for a while. Her eyes, as clear as spring water, made him feel guilty. He muttered, "What's wrong? Wu Xun has a bad temper. Didn't I ask Xiao Yu to stay away from him?"

Wu Yue frowned and thought when he heard this. When he thought of the strange poison in Wu Xun's body, he let Wu Rong talk.

"Say less."

"……understood."

Wei Mingyu was actually aroused by their charades-like conversation. She leaned over, her clear eyes rippling beautifully in the sunlight, "Who is Wuxun?"

Wu Rong had told her about Wu An before, but this was the first time Wu Xun heard of it.

"Anyway, you just need to stay away from weird people." Wu Rong did not satisfy his curiosity. He said something ambiguous and left.