Dog Training (ABO)Ch9 - Too big of a difference

Ruan Xiao raised an eyebrow, “What’s wrong?”

Holding a feather duster in his hand, Feng Zhan shook it gently. His attractive eyes focused on Ruan Xiao, and he looked somewhat innocent, “Ruan Ruan, I’m hungry…” OL9IeV

It was only then that Ruan Xiao realized this man probably hadn’t eaten since he was taken to the hospital last night. Considering he had been chasing cars, caught in the rain, and doing various tasks throughout the morning, not being hungry would be strange.

After a moment’s thought about his virtually unused kitchen, Ruan Xiao calmly took out his phone, “What do you want to eat? Just order something yourself.”

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Although Feng Zhan had amnesia, he still had a basic understanding of the world. He knew that when Ruan Xiao handed him the phone, he was suggesting ordering takeout. Instead of taking the phone, he said, “How about not ordering takeout?”

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Ruan Xiao only had a leg injury; it’s not like his hands were disabled. He couldn’t let others take over in his own territory. So, he asked Feng Zhan to watch the store while he went to the kitchen to cook.

After some effort, Ruan Xiao presented two reasonably decent plates of fried rice.

It’s not that Ruan Xiao was being harsh on Feng Zhan, but his cooking skills were limited. When he was a CEO, someone else took care of these matters, and during the years of living alone, he managed with the bare minimum. So, the stove at home often stayed unused for long periods.

Feng Zhan looked at the fried rice that Ruan Xiao personally made, showing no disdain for its simplicity. Instead, he seemed quite happy, quickly finishing a large bowl. After eating, he still seemed noticeably hungry, and Ruan Xiao had no choice but to give him his own bowl.

“Is it good?”

Ruan Xiao couldn’t help but ask as he watched Feng Zhan concentrate on devouring the meal.

Feng Zhan’s response was sincere, “Delicious. Ruan Ruan’s cooking is the best.” KJDs5

Ruan Xiao didn’t expect his ordinary cooking skills to be praised like this. His heart softened a bit, and seeing that Feng Zhan, with his large build, had likely been hungry for a long time, he poured him a cup of hot water, saying, “Eat slowly. If it’s not enough, I’ll make more…”

Feng Zhan held the bowl, raised his head, and looked at Ruan Xiao with a smile, “Ruan Ruan is really good to me… I really appreciate it…”

The rest of his words became muffled and unclear as Feng Zhan’s pronunciation became indistinct. Ruan Xiao couldn’t hear clearly because his attention was focused on the bubbling mouth of Feng Zhan.

Who would have thought that Feng Zhan, who remained standing after a severe car accident and a night of wind and rain, would be completely knocked down by Ruan Xiao’s bowl of fried rice. H3jeVb

Because Ruan Xiao mistook dishwasher salt for edible salt and added it to the fried rice, and Feng Zhan, due to eating too much fried rice, suffered from food poisoning.

In this way, Feng Zhan lay on the small sofa, unable to even put down his calves, for two days. When he had enough strength to get out of bed, the first thing he did was to support his weak body into the kitchen. He cooked three dishes for both of them and then languidly returned to the small sofa.