”I really didn’t make it for you,” Jiang Huai argued softly, “I made it for myself.”

　　It’s okay if you don’t explain.

　　The more he explained, the darker Lu Wusui’s face became.

　　Jiang Huai was like a child who was caught after playing pranks and then stood in the corner as punishment, with his hands behind his back and his head down.

　　Anyone who saw him like this would probably be reluctant to get angry.

　　Lu Wusui took a deep breath, and under Jiang Huai’s gaze, he gritted his teeth and said, “You caused the trouble yourself, so you should deal with it yourself.”

　　Jiang Huai nodded quickly.

　　A few minutes later, Jiang Huai came out of the kitchen, holding the small cake he made this time, but he did not wipe the flour off his face.

　　The small cake he took out was a successful product that he thought was pretty good. He walked past Lu Wusui and said to the housekeeper, “Uncle…Brother, this is what I promised you. It must be delicious.”

　　Lu Wusui’s expression became somewhat indescribable, “Brother?”

　　You know, he and Jiang Huai have known each other for such a long time.

　　Jiang Huai has never called him brother.

　　The housekeeper was sweating profusely and said with a smile, “Master Jiang, you don’t have to be so polite…”

　　Lu Wusui looked at him expressionlessly.

　　The butler wiped his sweat and finally didn’t dare to take the cake.

　　”But if you don’t eat them, all these small cakes will be wasted,” Jiang Huai said with regret, “and I promised to give them to you.”

　　The butler quickly declined, with an awkward smile on his face.

　　He didn’t want to be fired yet.

　　Just then, Lu Wusui cleared his cough.

　　Jiang Huai didn’t get the hint at all. He looked at the cake worriedly and said to himself, “There’s nothing I can do. I can only put it in the refrigerator and bring it to my classmates tomorrow. I hope it won’t go bad.”

　　Lu Wusui’s face darkened. “Am I transparent in your eyes?”

　　”Ah, no,” Jiang Huai added before he could react, “I know you don’t want to eat, don’t worry.”

　　Lu Wusui: “…”

　　Before dinner that day, Jiang Huai once again received an agreement added by Lu Wusui.

　　The last time I added content to the agreement, I still didn’t allow him to do various things in bed.

　　The current agreement is: no cooking at home.

　　Jiang Huai sighed, sent the picture to the chat, and added a comment: [Look, this is too much.]

　　The conversation picture echoed: [You cooked at home? What kind of food?]

　　Jiang Huai has few friends who are interested in cooking.

　　In other words, his only friend is Zhu Xiaoai, but Zhu Xiaoai is not interested in cooking.

　　When he heard Huatu ask this, he was very happy and immediately took a photo of the small cake he made and sent it to him.

　　After getting a lot of praise.

　　Jiang Huai looked at the failed products in front of him and sighed.

　　*

　　Jiang Huai didn’t come downstairs during dinner.

　　Lu Wusui had no habit of waiting for others when eating. Before he moved out of the Lu family’s old house, he seldom ate with his relatives.

　　But today, Jiang Huai didn’t come down and Lu Wusui didn’t pick up his chopsticks.

　　The dishes had been set out for about ten minutes.

　　Ten minutes later, Lu Wusui glanced upstairs and wondered if he had gone too far.

　　When the dishes were cold, Lu Wusui tapped the table with his index finger, paused for a moment, and went straight upstairs.

　　*

　　Before the door was opened, Lu Wusui was still worried about Jiang Huai.

　　After the door was opened a little, he paused. After a moment, he opened the door directly and leaned against the door to watch Jiang Huai hide the small cake on the bed.

　　…The flour on Jiang Huai’s face had not been wiped clean yet.

　　Lu Wusui laughed in anger, “Jiang Tiantian, people’s patience has its limits.”

　　Jiang Huai licked the corner of his mouth, then said a little aggrievedly: “I told you not to call me that…”

　　Lu Wusui smiled wryly and said, “I’ve already told you not to eat in bed.”

　　Jiang Huai tried to cover and said, “I didn’t eat it.”

　　Lu Wusui was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he walked up and picked up the small table he had hidden next to the bed.

　　This small table is the culprit that supports Jiang Huai to eat in bed.

　　Jiang Huai’s eyes widened, and a sense of crisis rose instantly, “I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have brought food to the bed to eat.”

　　In his opinion, after the apology, nothing else will happen.

　　Lu Wusui understood what he was thinking, and after taking out his table, he began to search for the small cakes he had just hidden.

　　Jiang Huai saw that the situation was not good, and when Lu Wusui’s hand reached into his quilt, he hugged Lu Wusui’s arm.

　　”sorry……”

　　If he had been smarter, he would have told the lie.

　　But he would not lie and would only apologize to Lu Wusui.

　　The two arms that Jiang Huai stretched out were thin and weak.

　　Lu Wusui paused, then took out a small cake from his quilt. His mouth twitched and he said helplessly, “Jiang Tiantian!”

　　Jiang Huai bit his lip, his expression very innocent.

　　Just when the two were in a stalemate, Lu Wusui could still hear the sound of Jiang Huai’s phone vibrating, and it was obviously a WeChat notification.

　　He thought of the netizen Jiang Huai had chatted with recently.

　　Lu Wusui took a deep breath and finally got really angry.

　　He found that when correcting some of Jiang Huai’s behaviors, even if Jiang Huai agreed to change on the surface, he was actually hypocritical and had very low obedience.

　　He just wanted to live his life on his own terms.

　　It’s like a star that always moves in its predetermined orbit and will never be affected by anything else.

　　This is also the special thing about Jiang Huai.

　　Lu Wusui’s eyes darkened, he grabbed Jiang Huai’s arm and pulled him up from the bed.

　　*

　　When Jiang Huai was taken into the bathhouse by Lu Wusui, he thought Lu Wusui was going to beat him.

　　Actually, you can’t blame him for thinking so.

　　Lu Wusui usually sits quietly aside, and his aura is so imposing that people dare not look directly at him.

　　When he was really angry, Jiang Huai’s “animal alarm” was instantly sounded. He tried his best to keep his mouth shut and look around to see if there was any way for him to escape.

　　Fortunately, Lu Wusui simply placed him next to the shower head and turned on the shower.

　　Jiang Huai quickly closed his eyes.

　　The next second, he felt something wet on his face.

　　It’s a towel.

　　Lu Wusui had a stern face and looked very serious. Jiang Huai didn’t dare to speak and just looked at him with blinking eyes.

　　As he wiped, the flour on Jiang Huai’s face gradually disappeared, revealing his original skin.

　　Lu Wusui’s wiping technique was not gentle, and Jiang Huai’s skin turned red from being rubbed.

　　Some of the flour has dried up, and it probably doesn’t feel good on the skin.

　　I don’t know how he managed to eat the cake while lying in bed with a face full of flour.

　　I even have time to chat with others.

　　When Jiang Huai felt a little pain from being rubbed, he looked at Lu Wusui pitifully. The water stains hit the corners of his eyes, making it look like his eyes were red.

　　Lu Wusui paused, then suddenly said to him, “Close your eyes.”

　　Jiang Huai pursed his lips, a little hesitant.

　　Lu Wusui sneered: “Do you really want me to throw your cake into the trash can?”

　　Jiang Huai quickly closed his eyes.

　　As the white spots disappeared, Jiang Huai finally got rid of the appearance of a little cat.

　　Lu Wusui’s wiping action gradually stopped.

　　He just discovered.

　　It turned out that Jiang Huai’s face was not even as big as his palm.