I'm Cute, Please Give Me Money

#I look so cute, why is it so hard to cook? QAQ ***[The poor little Shou who often cooks and poisons himself × South America's most handsome Gong who cooks deliciously both in bed and out of bed] Lu Yu, the beloved young master of the Lu family, lived a life of great comfort in the first eighteen years of his life. The good days lasted until the year he was sent to study abroad. When Lu Yu was about to start his glamorous career studying abroad in an American school, he was told that the Lu family was bankrupt. For a time, his pocket money was cut off, he was cut off from his family, and all the friends who had been chasing him in the past pretended to be dead. Lu Yu's life fell straight from heaven to the bottom. Lu Yu wiped away tears. In order to pay the high tuition fees, Lu Yu began to work-study and sold all the famous brands he could sell. Unable to afford a big meal, Lu Yu learned how to make poisonous meals by himself in the empty luxury apartment, which was miserable. The naughty teenager next door also held a party, and Lu Yu, who was eating poisonous food, said: "..." Lu Yu, a former second-generation rich man, had tears in his eyes: I hate you arrogant and extravagant second-generation QAQ! - One day, something went wrong while Lu Yu was cooking. Thick smoke came out of the pot and a strange burnt smell floated down the pipe to another neighbor's house. Catching a glimpse of the faint smoke, Carlos Santoro's dark green eyes darkened, and his handsome face turned cold. "Doidinho..." (Portuguese: Little Madman) Drug, sex... What a desperate East Asian baby face. He couldn't bear it anymore. Carlos was about to call the police, but before doing so, he knocked hard on his baby-faced neighbor's door. Unexpectedly, the door opened immediately from the inside. In fact, Lu Yu was also planning to go find him. With tears in his eyes and a cry in his voice, he frightened and helplessly asked in broken English: "Dear neighbor, can you help me? The pot is smoking... I can't handle it well." Carlos frowned, pot? He looked in, and saw thick smoke coming out of the kitchen, and Lu Yu's luxurious apartment was empty, with only four walls left. Carlos was silent. At the same time, a continuous high-pitched scream came from next door to Lu Yu. Lu Yu blinked, and the tears hanging in his eyes fell pitifully, and he whispered: "Also, if possible, can you ask them to keep their voices down?" Carlos: "..." It turns out that he is not a lunatic, but a pitiful person. …… After many inquiries, Lu Yu learned that his handsome and tall neighbor seemed to be a very powerful star boxer. Although there are rumors that he has a bad temper, and it is said that he can punch more than 400 pounds with one punch. It is no exaggeration to say that Carlos can round and flatten Lu Yu as he likes. But Lu Yu thinks he is a good man and very rich. Moreover, he is not very good at taking care of himself. Being so poor that he had no other options, Lu Yu mustered up the courage to recommend himself, with a slightly trembling voice: "Handsome sir, thank you for your help last time. Do you need to hire a housekeeper? I have made great progress in cooking now..." Carlos narrowed his green eyes slightly and smiled suddenly: "I am indeed a little hungry." The man opened the door. His tall figure completely enveloped the thin young man, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Please come in." Cute little baby-faced sweetheart. Food guide: ①Gong is a handsome South American guy from Brazil, his native language is Portuguese, but the author is not a professional, please be gentle and gentle Q_Q ②Double C, poor body shape ③The poor little Shou who cooks so often that he poisons himself × The handsome Gong who cooks deliciously in and out of bed ④ Shou's appearance is super cute in Gong's eyes. He is often knocked unconscious by cuteness, but he likes to pretend to be cool and is cold-faced. ⑤The title of the article is a bit crude and may be changed later > < Copywritten on 2025.12.05 ※The original pit is a blank pre-accepted article that has been left for a long time without any written copy. I really didn't have the original inspiration, so I replaced it with a new one, Smi Marseille... Or2 Intention: There is no utopia for young people, and their hearts will be clear when they have a distant future.