[BL] The Villain Pretends to be Poor After I Transmigrated into the Book

Chapter 66

There are many places to eat at night, but Qu Heqing looked around and found nothing delicious, and worried that Yu Cong would be alone, so he simply bought some ingredients and brought them there.

There are three packs of cornstarch, clear rice flour, and sticky rice flour. After mixing, it is very suitable for making Cantonese-style rice rolls at home. If there are any rice noodles left, I can make some Cantonese-style shrimp dumplings.

Carrying things upstairs, they rang the doorbell, and the door opened automatically from the inside. Qu Heqing looked up and saw Yu Cong sitting alone in the empty living room.

His facial features are profound, and his eyes sometimes look too sharp when looking at people. Although his face with sharp water chestnut angles is handsome, there is a sense of distance that makes it difficult to approach.

But at this moment, his eyes were downcast and his expression was melancholy. Although he didn't say a word, the hurt feeling was all written on his face.

Qu Heqing just glanced at it, and couldn't help feeling distressed.

"You're here." Yu Cong said.

Qu Heqing put down his things and walked over, saw that the teacup in Yu Cong's hand was empty, reached out to pick it up, accidentally touched Yu Cong's finger, and found it frighteningly cold.

"Brother Yu, do you have cold hands?" He asked with concern.

"I'm not cold." Yu Cong shook his head, the corners of his mouth were straightened as if he was trying to be brave.

"You're lying." Qu Heqing stretched out his hand, trying to wrap Yu Cong's hand, but found that the man's hand was bigger than his, and the slender fingers were well-articulated, very beautiful.

"Your hands are so cold, why don't you cover them?" He said.

"I forgot." Yu Cong raised his head, his eyes were a little empty.

Seeing it, Qu Heqing was in a bad mood. It seemed that Brother Yu was really hurt this time. After scolding those unknown relatives again, he changed the subject and said, "Brother Yu, you haven't eaten yet. I'm going to make Cantonese-style rice rolls. Let's do it together.

" Two people helped, but he was worried.

Yu Cong seemed indifferent to anything, nodded, and went to wash his hands to help.

To make rice rolls, you need to use a flat-bottomed stainless steel steamer. Qu Heqing saw it in the kitchen last time. It was placed deep in the cabinet under the cooking counter. Adults had to squat and kneel to take it out.

He opened the cabinet, bent down, and stretched his arms to reach the steaming plate. I don't know how the designer designed it. The cabinet under the cooking table was extremely deep, and half of his body was stuffed into it. In order not to fall, he had to kneel beside the cabinet.

After finally reaching the steaming plate, Qu Heqing carefully backed away with the plate, only to find that his ass touched something, which was a bit hard and painful.

Unable to figure out what was pressing against him from behind, Qu Heqing stretched out his hand to touch it, but found a long thing, a bit like a leg.

"Brother Yu?"

Qu Heqing pinched it, heard a muffled groan, and quickly let go.

He originally wanted to ask when Yu Cong came behind him, but now his attention has been shifted to another matter.