I Open a Restaurant in another World

Chapter 34

Chapter 34 Butter

The next morning, Zhang Beiting slowly opened his eyes. The faint morning light shone in through the window, and the room was very quiet.

He felt the heat beside him and looked away.

Song Yanqing was still sleeping soundly, hugging his arm.

Perhaps because of the quarrel last night, Song Yanqing had a faint dark blue under his eyes and frowned slightly.

Zhang Beiting turned his head and gently brushed away the broken hair on the face of the person next to him, revealing a smooth forehead and a slightly red cheek from sleep.

Song Yanqing seemed to feel a little itchy, and rubbed her face against Zhang Beiting's arm subconsciously, muttering something in a low voice.

Zhang Beiting's hand was suspended in the air, and he didn't dare to move, for fear of waking her up.

After a while, Song Yanqing fell asleep again, and he withdrew his stiff hand.

His eyes were always on Song Yanqing's face and never moved away.

As he looked, he felt sleepy again, so he closed his eyes, hugged the person next to him, and fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, it was already bright outside. This time, when he moved, Song Yanqing also woke up.

"I overslept." Song Yanqing sat up and said with some annoyance.

Even though he woke up much later than usual, Song Yanqing still looked quite tired and his voice was a little hoarse.

"The restaurant is closed today, so it's okay to sleep a little longer." Zhang Beiting said softly.

Song Yanqing shook his head, "No more sleep."

He had never had the habit of sleeping late since he was a child.

When Song Yanqing got out of bed, his legs softened and he almost fell back. Fortunately, Zhang Beiting quickly supported him.

Both of them felt a little embarrassed.

Zhang Beiting asked tentatively: "How about I help you change your clothes?"

"I was careless just now." Song Yanqing refused tactfully.

After saying that, he endured the discomfort, stood up slowly, dressed and tied his hair.

Zhang Beiting stood by and handed over clothes, combs and hairpins. After the two were dressed properly, he opened the window to let in some air.

A breeze blew in, blowing away the charming ambiguity in the room, and the two of them were much more energetic.

Zhang Beiting asked: "What do you want to eat in the morning?"

"Just cook some noodles!" Song Yanqing said. He was a little hungry after tossing all night last night and getting up late today.

After the two washed up, Zhang Beiting said: "You go and rest for a while, breakfast will be ready soon."

Song Yanqing shook his head and followed Zhang Beiting into the kitchen. Zhang Beiting kneaded the dough and he watched from the side.

Zhang Beiting felt happy and found topics to chat with.

After kneading the dough, he moved a stool under the grape rack while it was still rising, "The grapes should be ready to eat."

He picked two grapes, handed one to Song Yanqing, and took the other for himself. With a gentle pinch, the fragile purple-red grape skin cracked, revealing the tender green and slightly white flesh. He sucked it into his mouth, and it was juicy, sweet with a little sourness, and the grape flavor was very strong.