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

Braving the biting cold wind, the cooks hunched their shoulders and rushed into the kitchen.

The rich aroma of food wafted over, and the scent of insects made the soldiers' mouths water.

To their surprise, the major general was standing in front of the stove, personally stewing meat.

The soldiers' hearts were in their throats, and they hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him.

"Major General, how can you cook yourself? Let us do this kind of rough work!"

Shi Yu nodded slightly.

He said unhurriedly, "Alright then, you guys come over and keep an eye on the heat. It should be ready to serve in about half an hour."

It's so cold outside, let everyone have some hot soup to warm themselves up.

Hearing these words, the soldiers in the cookhouse had tears welling up in their eyes and felt a warmth in their hearts.

"Thank you, General."

Rosso, standing next to him, felt a sudden tightness in his chest.

He muttered to himself, "I never would have guessed you were a major general!"

He carefully recalled whether he had said anything offensive.

Shi Yu let him look him up and down.

He extended his right hand. "Shi Yu, that's my name."

Rosso quickly reached out and shook his hand.

He introduced himself, saying, "My name is Rosso, and your cooking is excellent."

He held Shi Yu's hand tightly, overwhelmed with emotion.

He secretly admired the major general, thinking how approachable and unpretentious he was.

To gain a foothold in this strange world, one must make friends with important figures like these and expand one's network.

"Rosso, you are a good ruler."

Shi Yu patted him on the shoulder.

The two looked at each other and smiled, both seeing approval in each other's eyes.

He did not directly reveal his identity as a time traveler.

Instead, they wanted to see how long it would take Rosso to discover the secret.

He picked up two plates full of food and strode out.

He turned to the soldiers behind him and said, "When the soup is ready, bring a portion to my room."

"Yes, Major General."

Rosso hurriedly stored the various seasonings into his spatial storage, picked up the plate full of food in front of him, and quickly followed.

He had to stop when he noticed that the two were walking in different directions.

I walked up the stairs, glancing back every few steps, heading towards the end of the corridor.

Meanwhile, Shi Yu had already returned to his dormitory.

With both hands occupied, he could only use his mental energy to gently push open the door.

I nimbly squeezed through the crack in the door to prevent the cold wind from getting in.

He closed the door with his arm and called out gently, "Little sleepyhead, time to get up and eat."

Although the sound wasn't loud, it was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

Hearing the lord's call, Chris slowly opened his eyes, but he had no intention of getting up.

"My back hurts, can you stay with me and sleep a little longer?"

Perhaps because he had just woken up, his voice carried a hint of languor.

Shi Yu smiled helplessly.

"Honey, the food won't taste good if it gets cold."

He placed the tray on the table and casually asked, "Which dorm is Raphael in? I'll bring him breakfast."

As soon as he said it, Shi Yu suddenly realized that what he said might cause Chris to misunderstand.

He quickly explained, "I only see him as a younger brother. If you're worried, we can go together."

Chris looked at the male ruler, tears welling up in his eyes, as if they were about to spill over at any moment.

He quickly pulled the blanket over his head to shut himself out of everything.

A muffled voice came from under the covers: "I'm not going. He lives at the end of the corridor, in the room on the right. You can go find him yourself!"

Shi Yu sighed, feeling both helpless and amused by his childish behavior.

He patiently replied, "Okay, you can sleep a little longer, I'll be right back."

In fact, he knew very well that his wife wanted exclusive, favored attention.

But reality isn't a novel, and there's nothing he can do about it.

Since I don't have the ability to be in two places at the same time, it's impossible for me to be in two places simultaneously.

So he could only deliver breakfast first, and then come back to coax Chris.