The male god of e-sports is a girl

Chapter 733 Not An Ordinary Ticket
Chu Rong felt something was wrong, walked over, sat on the sofa, and reached out to touch Song Ci's forehead.

Song Ci was hungry, he could cook, but something was wrong with Song Ci, Chu Rong felt that Song Ci was not feeling well there.

However, after touching Song Ci's forehead, well, although the temperature is a bit low, as Chu Rong who knows Song Ci well, he still knows that Song Ci's temperature is already low. This temperature is normal, and there is no fever or anything else.

"I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you first." Chu Rong said, standing up.

He is going to let everyone come over for dinner, and he will cook a lot of meals.

But Song Ci was hungry, so he had to make some food for Song Ci first.

"Okay." Song Ci smiled happily, without the pillow, the virtuous little wife is still there.

"Huh?" Chu Rong was just about to go to the kitchen when Chu Rong suddenly saw something stepped on under his feet.

It looked like a shopping receipt, but it was the back, and Chu Rong didn't know what it was.

Crouching down to pick it up, Chu Rong casually glanced at it.

Seeing various brands of sanitary napkins on the receipt, Chu Rong looked away calmly, and then threw the receipt into the trash can.

Chu Rong didn't think much about it, sanitary napkins or something, isn't there a cute girl in this apartment?

Chu Rong didn't know that what he just threw into the trash can was not an ordinary receipt, but the truth!

It's a pity that Chu Rong doesn't know now.

He just wondered if there was something wrong with the time of the receipt.

But that's what Chu Rong thought, and then went straight into the kitchen to make noodles for Song Ci.

Song Ci swept his eyes towards the trash can, and then his face froze.

That small ticket looks familiar.

Isn't this the receipt that the proprietress who specially brought her a black bag when she bought her aunt's towel in the small shop, handed her the receipt at the end?
Turning his head to look at Chu Rong in the kitchen, Song Ci couldn't figure out whether Chu Rong saw anything.

However, Song Ci picked up the half-eaten snacks on the coffee table and threw them directly into the trash can.

Seeing that the white receipt was covered by a plastic snack bag, the corners of Song Ci's mouth curled up.

Anyway, Chu Rong just glanced at it, and there was no abnormal reaction, so Song Ci pretended that Chu Rong didn't know.

It doesn't matter if you hide your ears or steal the bell, anyway, Song Ci just pretends that Chu Rong doesn't know anything.

In fact, Chu Rong really didn't know that Song Ci didn't need to cover his ears and steal the bell.

Although when looking at the small ticket, I glanced at the time and felt strange.

However, thinking of the things on the receipt, Chu Rong didn't read much.

When other girls buy aunt's towels, he pays close attention to why.

Pour the poached eggs in the pot into a bowl, Chu Rong took a pair of chopsticks, put them on the bowl, and came out with the bowl in hand.

"I added a poached egg for you, how about eating a little casually and having a big meal later?" Chu Rong came over with a bowl and said as he walked.

"Okay." Song Ci looked at Chu Rong, smelling the fragrance in the air, feeling happy.

Chu Rong put the noodles on the coffee table, and suddenly found that half a bag of snacks on the coffee table had been thrown into the trash can.

"Isn't it delicious?" What Chu Rong asked was not the noodles, but the snacks thrown into the trash can.

"A little bit." Song Ci said casually, picked up the chopsticks on the bowl, and was about to start eating noodles.

"If you don't like it, don't buy it in the future." Chu Rong didn't say much, if Song Ci doesn't like it, then buy less.

Not a big deal.

(End of this chapter)