A top-tier gigolo, teased by a cool and aloof general, turns warm.

A clear morning in early winter.

The wind is a merciless knife, each cut costing the insect its life.

Shi Yu opened his eyes, his consciousness gradually becoming clearer.

I tiptoed out of bed, wanting to prepare a hearty breakfast for my wife.

Yesterday, they had a falling out with Eugene.

Naturally, we can no longer shamelessly indulge in extravagant spending like before.

After he finished washing up, he went to the mine's kitchen.

Upon entering, I was stunned by the sight before me.

The kitchen was filled with smoke and the pungent smell of insects, thick smoke billowing everywhere.

Through the thick smoke, a busy figure could be vaguely seen.

A sharp-looking male insect in a suit is standing in front of a smart induction cooker, holding a spatula and vigorously frying meat.

Because of my lack of skill, the meat in the pan had been fried until it was charred black and was making a crackling sound from time to time.

Upon seeing a new face, Shi Yu frowned slightly, not expecting Kelton to eat so well.

Those legs, that waist, that face—they're all top-tier.

That flamboyant red-haired male insect from last time was nothing compared to him.

You were originally a fine insect, how did you end up like this?

He coughed twice and reminded him, "Brother, the kitchen isn't a battlefield. You'd better be careful. If you really set the kitchen on fire, you'll be in big trouble."

Rosso turned around and saw a man with short black hair, his straight figure outlined in a black suit.

His facial features are strong yet gentle, with a smiling expression, and he exudes a calm and confident aura.

"Are you trying to teach me how to do things? Who do you think you are?"

Rosso raised the corners of his lips, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

A beam of light from the window shone directly on his face.

Half of his face was hidden in the shadows, while the other half faced the morning light, making him appear particularly gloomy.

Hearing his mindless remarks, Shi Yu almost laughed out of anger.

He suppressed his anger and said coldly, "You don't seem to understand the situation. Your sugar daddy has already been killed by me."

This is not a place for you. Go back to your dorm, pack your things, and get back to Shengshi!

The male insect opposite him stared wide-eyed, asking with a look of suspicion.

"Who exactly are you? How do you know I'm the president of Shengshi Group? Are you behind all this?"

Seeing the other person's terrified expression, Shi Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Try asking him, "Is this golden age yours? Are you a worm in the Grafton family?"

To his surprise, a sinister glint flashed in the male insect's eyes after hearing his words.

Immediately afterwards, the other person said in an almost mocking tone, "What kind of look is that? Who do you think you are?"

"Hmph, of course I want to go back, but the problem is, I can't go back now!"

"Who were you just talking about?"

Shi Yu was in a daze, staring intently at the "man" in front of him.

Black hair and black eyes, a pair of alluring peach blossom eyes, her beauty was androgynous, especially the red mole at the corner of her eye, which made her both innocent and seductive.

He stood there quietly, pondering whether or not to reunite with his fellow villager.

All you could hear was the man shouting and yelling.

"Oh dear, it's burnt again! It's all your fault for disturbing me. If my wife gets hungry, I'll teach you a lesson."

young married woman?

He was not Kelton's lover.

Shi Yu raised an eyebrow, looking at the flustered man in front of him.

I couldn't help but think: what bad intentions could a doting husband who can't even cook have?

He smiled and stepped forward. "I'm also cooking for my wife, why don't we cook together?"

"Get in line, first come, first served, understand?"

Rosso was sulking and glared at him angrily.

Then he scooped the charred star beast meat out of the pot and casually threw it into the trash can.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly threw a new piece of star beast meat into the pot.

I thought to myself, this time I'm sure I'll succeed.

Shi Yu stood aside, watching Rosso's actions, and almost dropped his jaw in astonishment.

He couldn't help but ask, "Uh... do you even know how to cook?"

Rosso's voice noticeably lowered, and his momentum weakened.

He looked to the side somewhat awkwardly, "Of course... I can't cook."

Before he transmigrated, he was the president of a listed company, and his life was taken care of by professionals. Why would he need to cook for himself?

He wouldn't have learned this damn cooking skill if it weren't for pursuing a wife.

Shi Yu shook his head and kindly reminded him, "Add some oil to the pan and fry it over low heat. If you don't flip it soon, it will burn."

"You're a good cook?"

Rosso, holding the spatula, didn't know where to start. "Why don't you do it?"

Without saying a word, Shi Yu reached out and snatched the spatula from the man's hand.

With practiced ease, he quickly flipped the star beast meat over to ensure it was heated evenly.

Pour a little oil into the pan, and once the Star Beast meat is golden brown, continue frying the other side.

Soon, both sides turned a golden yellow color that attracted insects.

However, when he was about to add seasoning, he discovered that the only seasoning he had was salt.

Left with no other choice, he had to reluctantly use salt for seasoning.

Just then, the man suddenly spoke up, "You can add some lemon juice to remove the fishy smell."

Upon hearing this, Shi Yu turned to look at the man, only to see that he was holding two lemons in his hand.

"Exorbitantly priced lemons..."

Shi Yu's lips twitched slightly, revealing a bitter smile, and he felt sour bubbles rising all over his body.

"You still have storage space?"

unfair.

Why am I not so lucky to have such an overpowered cheat code when we both time-traveled?

Rosso seemed to sense Shi Yu's thoughts, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

He said, "This is a space I created myself. Don't get any funny ideas. If I wanted to crush you, it would be as easy as crushing an ant."

His words exuded absolute authority, making him someone not to be underestimated.

Seeing the jealousy on the other person's face, he remained completely calm.

The space he created through his own efforts cannot be stolen by others.

Moreover, given his own strength, anyone who dares to mess with his space would undoubtedly be courting death.

"Bring out any other seasonings you have!"

Shi Yu suppressed his disappointment and his smile became more natural.

He already has the best Chris in the world; he can't be greedy anymore.

"And cumin, chili, ginger, scallions, garlic, soy sauce, vinegar..."

Rosso took out all the various seasonings one by one and laid them out on the entire stove.

He enthusiastically offered to add the seasoning himself.

Seeing the man's naive and unsophisticated demeanor, a sense of superiority welled up within him.

"You've probably never seen these seasonings before, have you?"

Rosso proudly introduced, "These are all the flavors of my hometown. With these seasonings, even someone who can't cook at all can easily make delicious dishes..."

Shi Yu pursed his lips and remained silent.

But in my mind, I had already started a crazy rant.

Why is this person so talkative? Not only does he talk a lot, but he talks non-stop, he's practically a chatterbox.

Good heavens, please take him away! This insect can't stand it.