After the Icelandic Student Moved In with a Food Blogger

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Mi Song, a Chinese student in Iceland, arrived two weeks late because of visa issues and missed the best time to find a roommate. After a lot of searching, he finally got in touch with a Chinese senior at his university.

At their first meeting, the senior wore a turtleneck and a snow hat. He was almost a head taller than Mi Song, stern and aloof, and seemed difficult to get along with.

After they signed the rental agreement, the senior lowered his head slightly and spoke in a deep voice, like a blue glacier adrift in the depths of the sea. "Want me to help you move?"

Mi Song: !!! What a gorgeous voice!

After starting school, Mi Song learned that his senior was impressively accomplished: head of the Chinese Students and Scholars Association, student representative on the university foundation, and captain of the ice hockey team. He was a bona fide campus celebrity.

To thank him, Mi Song spent ages messing around in the kitchen and came out with a plate of unidentifiable stuff.

Even Mi Song fell silent when he looked at it, never mind his senior. But his stomach chose that moment to rumble. He'd been busy with schoolwork and hadn't eaten breakfast, and he couldn't bring himself to touch the bizarre lunch at the campus cafeteria.

"Haven't eaten?" His senior tilted his head.

Mi Song nodded, unable to help himself.

Twenty minutes later, he was eating a steaming hot meal of three dishes and a soup.

His senior was even busier with schoolwork than he was, but Mi Song could always find meals prepared for him in the fridge: Chinese food, Western food, desserts, tea, and all sorts of drinks.

While other Chinese students abroad lost five kilos in a semester, he actually gained weight.

Mi Song decided he really needed to find a way to repay his senior.

As it happened, there was a food blogger he'd been following for a while, perfect for late-night viewing. Mi Song steeled himself, ignored the blogger's gorgeous muscles and intoxicating voice, and seriously set about learning to cook.

He was so absorbed in learning that he didn't notice his senior come into the kitchen.

It wasn't until his senior took a plate just like the one in the video out of the cupboard and repeated the video's exact line, "Have you learned it yet?"

Mi Song: "..."

Help! He usually wore so many layers that Mi Song couldn't recognize him, and he'd been so distracted by his body that he hadn't realized this was his own kitchen. He tried to turn the tables: "You hardly ever talk!"

Later.

His senior took off his heavy coat and wrapped his well-muscled arms around Mi Song's waist, murmuring in his ear, "Have you heard enough now?"

"Coming soon: Little Lamb, You Smell So Good"

I try to curb my appetite, but I can't hold back my desire for you.

After graduating in his senior year, the sheep spirit Xiao Si couldn't find a job and was about to be kicked out of his family's home. He had no choice but to go door to door, knocking and trying to sell himself.

When he knocked at the door of the biggest company in the province, Group A, the security guard deliberately gave him a hard time. "You? What makes you think you're qualified?"

Xiao Si opened his clear, wide eyes and answered earnestly, "I want to learn your company's wolf culture!"

The head of the group, Chi Lang, was passing by, his wolf ears pricking up. What a good eye.

After joining the company.

Only then did Xiao Si learn that the person who'd hired him was Chi Lang, the biggest boss behind the scenes at Group A.

To repay his kindness, Xiao Si decided to work himself to the bone and make President Chi a fortune.

Business trips on weekends? I'm in!

Overtime on weekdays? I'll do it!

Performing a talent at the team-building event? Sign me up!

President Chi soon noticed that wherever Xiao Si went, there was a strong, authentic aroma of delicious lamb rolls.

Xiao Si also felt that President Chi was getting harder and harder to read.

He had to be an intern, pretend to be a department head, and even help out as the personal assistant to the president.

Making the sheep run while refusing to give it any grass.

If his pay didn't go up soon, Xiao Si was going to kick up his heels and leave.

When he heard the lamb wanted to quit, President Chi, his expression unreadable, showed up at the intern's desk... revealing terrifying fangs and a pair of straight, prominent wolf ears.

"Didn't you say you liked wolf culture?"

H-help!

Ambitious, lucky little lamb Xiao Si x impeccably dressed beast in human form, alpha wolf Chi Lang

Theme: Nothing matters more than eating