Chapter 1795 Young Master Lu Is Busy Chasing His Wife (Part 5)

Luckily, Lu Yinan's shirt was big enough, so even if she lay down like this, she could pull it up to her thighs.

But she was still not wearing any clothes on her lower body, so she was still ashamed and angry.

Lu Yinan replied indifferently, "It doesn't matter, there are only two of us in the room."

"Let me go, put me down quickly." Zhou Shuang freed one hand, clenched his fist, and hit Lu Yinan's back hard.

He was really angry.

Lu Yinan just wanted to tease him, so he reached out and patted Zhou Shuang on the buttocks, coaxing: "Okay, I'll get you some clothes to wear."

He turned around, walked to the closet, opened the closet door, glanced at it, and finally took out a pair of big shorts he wore after taking a shower, put Zhou Shuang down, and handed it to her, "Put it on."

Zhou Shuang took the shorts, turned around and ran out the door.

He ran straight into the bathroom and closed the door. Then the sound of water splashing came from inside. Lu Yinan curled his lips in amusement and walked towards the dining table.

He lives here for half a year. Even if he doesn't cook, he has all the necessary kitchen utensils.

His mother would come over occasionally to cook for him.

Lu Yinan set the dishes and chopsticks, and served two bowls of porridge, facing each other.

He turned his head to look at the bathroom again, and the bathroom door opened. Zhou Shuang came out from inside. Her camouflage shorts were too big. She pulled her shirt into them, but it was still too big. She was afraid that they would fall off, so she kept holding them with one hand.

The shorts on Lu Yinan reached the knees, and on her, they reached directly below the calf, almost nine-point pants.

Lu Yinan pursed his lips, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, and called Zhou Shuang, "Come and eat quickly, the porridge has been cooked for a long time."

Zhou Shuang didn't act pretentiously anymore. She walked over, pouting, and walked to the dining table. She glanced at the food on the table.

A dish of snow vegetable and large intestine, the large intestine was as mushy as black coal, eating... it was definitely not edible, the snow vegetable was still good.

There was also a dish of cold cucumber salad, which looked pretty good.

Lu Yinan pulled a chair for Zhou Shuang, then grabbed her shoulders with both hands, pushed her to sit down, and helped her pick up the chopsticks and handed them to her.

The service was very thoughtful.

Zhou Shuang pouted at the chopsticks in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and then reached for the plate of cold cucumber salad.

Lu Yinan had already walked to the opposite side and sat down. He looked at Zhou Shuang, his evil face full of expectation, his eyes flashing with excitement.

Waiting for Zhou Shuang to give him an evaluation, or to be more precise, waiting for Zhou Shuang to give him a good review.

Zhou Shuang picked up a piece of cucumber, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and the changes in his facial expressions could make a set of emoticons.

"Haha." Lu Yinan smiled innocently, "This is my first time cooking, please be more tolerant, and I will definitely get better and better if I cook more in the future."

He was full of confidence, and his innocent look was a little childish.

Zhou Shuang glanced at him expressionlessly, withdrew his gaze lightly, held the porridge bowl with both hands, and drank the porridge.

She gave up the two dishes that Master Lu had ‘worked so hard’ to make, and decided to just drink some porridge.

“Try this snow vegetable intestine, you like it very much.” Lu Yinan stretched his chopsticks towards the snow vegetable intestine and peeled off the surface layer, “You can’t eat it if it’s burnt. I accidentally burned it just now.”

He found a piece of intestine that was not burnt from the snow vegetable and put it to Zhou Shuang’s mouth.

Zhou Shuang lowered her eyes and looked at the intestine on Lu Yinan’s chopsticks without opening her mouth.

Lu Yinan had no choice but to put the intestine in her bowl, “Try it, it should taste... not bad.”