Chapter 7: Listen to you.

Xu You Suddenly especially want to eat spicy, specially go to the supermarket to buy a wave of red chili green chili and a variety of chili sauce.

In the evening, I fried a pot of red-hot, spicy chicken, a spicy flavor that choked the eyes and made you salivate.

Xu You, being the no-spice type, finds out that the big man is surprisingly a sweet tooth, and she decides to lead him on a bit of a new path to taste new flavors.

Probably because Min Duan's trust value increases day by day, coping with her fear decreases day by day, and the guts fatten up by a hundred thousand pounds, not bothering to take all the trouble to make a special dish for him, and just make a larger amount and divide a plate from the pot for him.

She can no longer define Min Duan's relationship with her, landlord and next-door neighbor, boss and taskmaster, and now dabbling dining companion.

What a complex and plastic fragile relationship.

Xu You carried the plate of hot and spicy chicken, went out and handed it to Min Duan, and then went back to her own table to sit down for dinner, she felt a little strange in her heart, since she ate all together at noon, why didn't they eat together in the evening, did they really develop such a habit, or did they carry out some kind of rituals?

But day by day, the trust value has grown steadily to 50.0.

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The next day, near noon, Xu You prepares to cook and opens the front door as usual.

As soon as she opened the door she saw the man standing outside, Min Duan with a clean plate in each hand, the corners of his eyes red and the tip of his nose red, looking down at her with lowered eyes.

He looked inexplicably a bit well-behaved.

Xu You thought of the big dog you used to have that would come with its own dog bowl in its mouth and ask for something to eat every time it was time for a meal.

Xu You stifled a laugh and greeted him, "Come in."

Min Duan familiarly put the cleaned plate in his hand into the cupboard, his slightly bowed body was about to straighten up, a soft warm hand rubbed on the top of his hair, he slightly sidelong head, saw her blinking her eyes, smiled shallow pear swirls, and softly said, "Thank you ah."

It was a little close, and he could even smell the faint scent of jasmine on her.

Min Duan paused and before he could respond, she had already withdrawn her hand and stepped back from him, he forced down a bit of loss in his heart and averted his eyes without changing his face, "What's for lunch?"

Xu You stifled his laughter and pretended that he hadn't also stroked his head in passing like he had stroked Big Doggie.

She had realized that Min Duan had noticed that she liked to cook but didn't want to wash the dishes, so he would now take the initiative to wash the dishes and did it very skillfully.

Xu You pulled open the refrigerator, looked at the ingredients inside and said, "For lunch, we'll have crispy pepper minnows, cola chicken wings, and pickled large intestine ......"

As if suddenly remembering something, she turned her head and asked him, "Was the spicy chicken good last night?"

She added more chili peppers last night, thinking that she could eat spicy food, but it had been too long since she had eaten it, and she was not quite used to the spicy tears, so I don't know if Min Duan could eat it.

"It's spicy," his voice fell softly as he dropped his eyelashes slightly, "but I finished it."

Xu You was stunned, his mind unconsciously conjured up an image of Min Duan eating a piece of spicy chicken, the fiery spiciness made him close his eyes and tighten his teeth, he poured in two mouthfuls of water to hold back the spiciness and then proceeded to continue eating until he had finished the dish, his eyes and the tip of his nose were red.

The image softened her heart.

Min Duan lifts his eyes to look at her without speaking.

Xu You read two words and a punctuation mark - compensation - in his eyes, hard and fast.

"What do you want?" She asked, very uptight.

Min Duan spoke without thinking, "Red sauce, sweet."

Xu You thought of the plate of dessert she had made for him last time, the top layer held strawberry sauce that she had made herself and sealed in a glass jar, and there were five jars left.

Xu You opens the compartment under the cabinet and pulls out a jar of bright red strawberry jam, "Are you going to eat it straight?"

As soon as she turned around she saw that Min Duan had picked up a small spoon and after a pause, wordlessly handed him the strawberry jam.

These strawberry sauces are all pickled with icing sugar and are especially sweet. She seldom eats them directly, but uses them for decoration or flavoring, and she wanted to give Min Duan a few tastes, but he ended up eating half of the jar at once.

Xu You had no choice but to snatch the remaining half jar of strawberry jam from his hand and tapped the edge of the pot with a spatula, "Are you still going to eat lunch?" She felt like an old mom who worried about kids eating snacks before dinner and not being able to eat their regular meals later.

"Eat." His eyes were still fixed unblinkingly on the strawberry sauce.

Xu You Ignore him, put the strawberry sauce far away from him, and then continue cooking.

After they finished lunch, Xu You sat on the couch as usual, and Min Duan consciously took back the strawberry jam, opened the jar, and then ate it.

His fine eyelashes were slightly covered, and he looked quiet and obedient as he sat cross-legged on the floor with a glass jar in one hand and a small porcelain spoon in the other, taking small bites.

Like a big, white, well-behaved boy with a sweet tooth, not at all like the weird, crazy man he would become later in life.

Xu You couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and eventually couldn't resist the drowsiness of the afternoon nap and drifted off to sleep.

When she awoke, she saw that Min Duan had licked the corner of his lips and was in the process of opening another jar of strawberry jam, while he already had four empty glass jars by his lap.

Xu You: "......"

Are you really not afraid of getting diabetes?

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After Min Duan took over the dishwashing duties, he developed an advanced idea of rewarding his labor and asked for extra food.

Xu You readily agreed, only she didn't realize that Min Duan didn't mean to add more meals to each meal, but to add evening snacks.

In the darkness of the moon and the wind, in the dead of night, Min Duan appeared in front of Xu You's house, followed by a bell ringing for his life.

"......" Xu You grabbed a handful of hair, stuck his head under the covers, covered his ears, and mentally greeted Min Duan's ancestors a million times-if he had any.

At the moment, the system was like an alarm bell invited by Min Duan: "Don't sleep, go brush up on your trust value!"

Xu You sat up with a headache, rubbed his face, and reluctantly got out of bed to open the door.

Min Duan also raised his eyebrows and said, "You're so slow."

Xu You hummed lightly, resisting the urge to roll his eyes, to understand, in order to dine in the middle of the night to disturb people's sleep, she did not beat him up, has been how touching the education and quality.

Min Duan breezed into his place at the table to wait for her, and was disconcerted when all he got on his third night was still a bucket of instant instant noodles, "Not this."

Xu You also quit, especially wanting to quit: "Then order takeout."

Min Duan, seeing her expression of "I'm so bored, I want to sleep, why don't you hurry up and go", frowned and said coldly, "No."

The sleep-deprived Xu You was so cranky that she wanted to dislike the sky and the air, and wanted nothing more than to hold his head down on the table and make him swallow back the word no, but she resisted the impulse and suppressed her temper, saying, "Even if it doesn't work, it has to work."

Min Duan eyes condemned, "You promised extra food."

"Extra meals aren't overtime, so why this time?" Xu You said with a somewhat broken heart.

She took a deep breath and let it out in a long exhale, then with both hands propped up on the edge of the table, she leaned down toward Min Duan and softened her voice to discuss, "Let's do it another way, shall we?"

Min Duan was stunned for a moment by the name "we". From the moment he was born, there was only you and me in his world, only enemies, no friends.

The first time someone said we to him, we meant two people together.

Obviously he hated being involved or related to people, and at this moment he unexpectedly didn't hate the title.

"OK?" She asked again.

Min Duan came back to his senses, only to realize that they were a little close to each other, with Xu You leaning over to get closer to him despite the dining table separating them.

A sweet flavor lingered in his nostrils, like the apple pie with sweet milk she'd made him the day before.

Quiet night, the space of two people, so that the ability to perceive the human senses is amplified to some sensitivity, such a taste in the stillness of the night with if anything seductive temptation.

She was wearing a white halter nightgown, revealing her delicate neck and delicate collarbone, and the dim light gave her large expanse of exposed skin an extra layer of hazy softness.

Min Duan unconsciously followed her words and asked, "In what way?"

"Let's not add a late night snack," Xu You said with a smile, "How about breakfast at eight in the morning?"

Min Duan pursed his lips, not quite agreeing, "No, I can't get up in the morning."

Xu You suggested, "I'll go get you."

Min Duan took a firm stand, "Don't."

Xu You was tired of bending over the edge of the table, so she simply bent her hand forward and pressed her little arm against the tabletop, half lying on the tabletop, raising her head to look at him and saying, "Remember when I was sick last time?"

Min Duan nodded slightly as her eyes descended, her fine, limp hair cascading down her back, the rope of her shoulder sling tied into two bows, looking light and playful.

Xu You continues, "I have a particularly poor constitution and get sick easily, so I have to go to bed early and get up early."

She hadn't noticed that her movement on the table had caused the low-necked fabric to droop down a bit, revealing round, soft, slinky curves.

Xu You blinked her eyes and coaxed him with a soft voice, "So let's have breakfast together?"

Min Duan's eyes darkened, he averted his gaze without trace, and said in a hoarse voice-

"Listen to you."