There is only yogurt in Qiao Yuan's refrigerator.
So what does he eat? Order takeaway, there is a good Chinese restaurant opposite the apartment. I cook occasionally, make porridge into porridge, open a small can of sour beans brought by Qiao Yu, and make do.
Zhou Jinzhu came in and brought frozen dumplings, glutinous rice balls and wontons. Ugh, it's really hard to swallow.
The first day Sun Jianxin entered the apartment, she was bought by a bag of yogurt.
After that, Qiao Yuan got his wish and ate sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed lion head, Sixi meatballs, spicy and sour fish paste soup, fish-flavored shredded pork, ants climbing a tree...
One day, someone quit.
"A bag of yogurt is trying to bribe me, so I won't do it."
"Two bags of yogurt?"
"Qiao Yuan."
"Hmm..." The person named was eating the squirrel mandarin fish in the bowl, "It's delicious... What's the matter?"
"I'm not your nanny!"
"Well you're not," Qiao Yuan swallowed a mouthful of rice and continued, "You can eat it."
"0.0??!"
Qiao Yuan put down the bowl and chopsticks. He hugged the fried one and let her sit on his lap.
"Find a time to drive Zhou Jin out?" He whispered in her ear, touching her earlobe intentionally or unintentionally.
"It's a deal... It's a deal..."