Female supremacist: Love is OK, but you have to pay extra

Chapter 90 Song Qinya is crazy?
Gu Qing found this meal boring.

If he was hanging out with friends, he would have probably lost his temper by now.

Don't eat?

Then don’t eat them at all!

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Who can stand the person sitting opposite you who is only busy playing with his or her phone and not communicating at all?
Gu Qing was indeed very happy that Song Ruoli found an online love partner.

But leaving him alone to eat in silence is like he's about to fart from boredom!
Because he can't play yet.

Who made Song Ruoli a client?

If he also takes out his mobile phone to play, what's the difference between me turning the table when he picks food for the leader and me not drinking when the leader toasts me?
Gu Qing could only finish the bowl of rice "enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens". He had originally wanted to get more rice, but he didn't. He just sat there, turned his head to look at the balcony, and gazed at the soft sunlight.

Even though he wasn't staring at Song Ruoli, the sense of oppression was overwhelming, and his whole body exuded the words "See how long this meal will take you!".

Song Ruoli also realized this, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly in a very secretive way.

She did it on purpose.

Only by not focusing on Gu Qing and letting him know that she is not interested in him will he stop thinking about seducing her.

That way she could control herself.

"I'm done eating."

Song Ruoli put down her bowl and chopsticks, took out a tissue, and wiped the corners of her mouth very gracefully.

Finally finished eating.

Gu Qing let out a light breath, stood up and packed up, and did not stop Song Ruoli.

Customers come however they like.

After everything was ready, Gu Qing again skillfully reminded Song Ruoli: "Just heat this dish a little bit, it's a cold dish, no need to heat it up..."

Finally, Gu Qing smiled and waved at Song Ruoli.

"I'm going back to school. See you tomorrow."

Fuck, I let you eat and chat at the same time, and I’ll make a Sichuan dish that’s so spicy that you’ll die tomorrow!

Bang.

Gu Qing left.

Song Ruoli looked at the closed door. Except for the sound of the door closing, the place suddenly became quiet, even the chewing sound disappeared.

The only sound left was the faint chirping of cicadas outside the balcony, coming from far below. However, Song Ruoli had long been accustomed to it, and her brain naturally blocked out this sound that had echoed throughout most of the summer.

Yes, humans are such creatures of habit.

You can get used to the noise, you can get used to the pain...it seems that you can get used to everything except the things that can instantly destroy a person.

Just like Gu Qing’s existence.

It had only been a dozen days, but Song Ruoli had gotten used to Gu Qing coming to her house on time every noon, carrying a bag of fresh vegetables, taking off his shoes and changing his shoes naturally, smiling softly at her and saying "It will be ready soon", then walking towards the kitchen in a familiar manner and starting to wash vegetables and defrost meat...

It’s not that Song Ruoli doesn’t have a bigger house, but she doesn’t want to live there.

What's the use of being big?

The empty feeling gives people a feeling like a cemetery. Every night, there is an indescribable emptiness and a faint fear. The fear is the darkness where the light cannot reach, as if something is lurking there. As long as you close your eyes or turn your back, a bloodthirsty monster will rush out and eat you alive.

That's why Song Ruoli bought this house of neither too big nor too small, and lived with Li Shiying most of the time.

Just now...

Song Ruoli pulled the corner of her mouth open, revealing a slightly bitter smile.

She only moved in after she broke up with Li Shiying. It can be said that the kitchen has hardly been used. Now as soon as she steps in, she can smell the faint smell of oil smoke lingering in the air, which is a smell that even a range hood cannot eliminate.

This is the smell left by Gu Qing, and also...

The taste of home.

Buying a house does not make it a home, but turning on the TV and lighting the room with warm lights when you get home from get off work, the faint scent of oil filling the air, and a soft big bed that is big enough for a family of three, without having to worry about the lack of stars and moon in the night.

There is only one kind, and it is already home.

This was the first time Song Ruoli felt that faint sense of warmth since her father passed away.

Even if it was only a short one or two hours at noon, Song Ruoli was willing to savor it.

Song Ruoli took off her coat, revealing a pair of snow-white arms in the short-sleeved shirt underneath. The slightly loose top was worn by her as a tights, and was too big for a piece of clothing of this price.

She lay down on the sofa, planning to take a nap here, because only the living room had the smell of home that Gu Qing left behind.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated.

[Song Wei].

Song Ruoli answered the phone: "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Your sister is crazy, do you know what's going on?"

Song Ruoli's pupils shrank. Wasn't Song Qinya fine? Why did she suddenly go crazy?
After reconciling with Song Qinya, Song Ruoli found her sister more and more interesting, because she was very much like the loser characters she had seen in anime, like a two-dimensional character coming to reality.

How come this happened now?

Song Ruoli took a deep breath and said, "Mom, please tell me, what happened to my sister?"

"This is what Master Gao told me. She said Qin Ya asked her to make dozens of breakfasts tomorrow and send them to school."

Song Ruoli:? When I type a question mark, it’s not me who has a problem, it’s you who has a problem!

"Is this what you mean by your sister is crazy?"

“Isn’t this crazy?”

Song Ruoli was hesitant to speak. This behavior was indeed incomprehensible, but she thought it was medical madness!
"Then did you let Aunt Gao do it?"

"Done."

Song Ruoli was so angry that she laughed: "Then why did you call me?"

"It's just a few dozen breakfasts, it's not a big deal, but I want to know why Qin Ya did this, it's not her character."

Song Ruoli was silent for a moment: "Well, I will ask her."

After hanging up the phone, Song Ruoli began to think.

It seems that Gu Qing and Song Qinya are in the same class, right?

Tomorrow, when Gu Qing eats the food Song Qinya brings over, ask him to help ask.

……

The next day, early morning.

When Gu Qing walked to the back door, he felt something was wrong.

A biological virus broke out in the class, and the whole class was given a holiday and quarantined?

Otherwise, why would it be so quiet?
Before the morning self-study ended, other classes had already rushed out like zombies!
Gu Qing came to the back door and looked inside darkly through a small window specially set up by Lao Tan.

It was discovered that the woman, who was obviously not a teacher, had a huge insulated box at her feet and was distributing breakfast to every student!
Gu Qing’s eyes widened slightly. Who was trying to steal his business?
No, that’s not the case.

Sister, which master's mission is this?
Gu Qing had a hunch that this aunt was a kindred spirit to him!

But which customer would ask someone to prepare dozens of breakfasts?

When Gu Qing thought of that scene, his arms twitched slightly.

If any of his clients asked him to do this, he would explode with her!

But soon Gu Qing smiled, because he didn't have to do so much, and he could taste what others made right away.

Gu Qing stepped into the classroom, ignoring the gazes of the group of people on his face, and looked at the incubator. With a quick glance, he found that it was indeed the largest number in the class.

Then he won't be polite.

Gu Qing decisively reached out his hand and said, "Thank you, Auntie. You have worked hard. May you live forever..."

Gao Xiaoyan was amused by this sentence: "What are you talking about, kid?"

Gu Qing smiled without saying anything.

It can only be said that the high school students who wake up early have more resentment than the Evil Sword Immortal. If they really have to go to the cafeteria to grab food, they can feel a little more energetic if they run. If they stay in the classroom all the time, almost every one of them looks half dead.

This has nothing to do with politeness or not, but rather how energetic one is. If one is a little energetic, one may even say "Thank you, Auntie", otherwise one will just take the food box without saying a word.

Gu Qing also makes breakfast for others, how could he not empathize with them?
In other words, any chef hopes that his or her achievements will be praised by others, especially when she didn't know why she came to the classroom to distribute them, but in the end she only received a few scattered thanks.

If Gu Qing put himself in her shoes, he would want to kill the person who made the request!
So, he gives the emotional value that others don’t give!
"Since Auntie is in good health, can't we always have such good meals?"

Gao Xiaoyan smiled kindly: "You haven't even eaten it yet, and you know it's delicious?"

"Of course." Gu Qing nodded slightly. "There are braised pork, cabbage, and fried pork with dried tofu in it, right? I can smell it. Just by the smell, it can't be bad!"

When you close your eyes, you smell the fragrance; when you open your mouth, you praise
Gao Xiaoyan was stunned. She didn't expect that Gu Qing could really identify the dish she cooked just by smelling it.

Her smile suddenly became even brighter, and the wrinkles between her brows seemed to be about to bloom into a flower.

It was false praise before, but when Gu Qing said this, it was real praise!

"Okay, okay, Auntie will get it for you first." Gao Xiaoyan took out the food box and asked, "Do you cook normally?"

Gu Qing hid the breakfast he brought for Xiao Yuzhu and Zhou Yun behind him, and stretched out his hand with a smile: "Occasionally."

"okay."

Gao Xiaoyan was about to hand it to Gu Qing, but when she looked up and saw his appearance clearly, she was slightly stunned and stopped immediately.

Gu Qing's smile froze slightly, and he asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

"Child, is your name Gu Qing?"

Gu Qing blinked. Is he so famous?
"Ah."

Gao Xiaoyan's expression suddenly became conflicted and hesitant.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and handed the food box to Gu Qing: "Eat, Auntie agrees, eat!"

The child praised her so much, how could she not give it to the child?
Gu Qing looked down at the heavy food box in his hand, still not understanding the situation.

At this moment, a flash of gold suddenly appeared in Gu Qing's peripheral vision, and the food box in his hand was snatched away before he could even warm it up.

"Who told you to give it to him?"

A cold voice sounded, with a hint of familiar arrogance.

Gu Qing raised his eyes and saw Song Qinya with her twin ponytails flying. After noticing that he was looking at her, she raised the corner of her mouth and sneered, "Everyone in the class can eat this meal, except you!"

"No, there's also her!"

Everyone's attention naturally focused on Xiao Yuzhu.

(End of this chapter)