C49 Not Answering Was Acquiescence

At eight o'clock in the evening, Qiao Lin and Yu, one big and one small, were staring at the kitchen door in a daze with a lollipop that they had bought at the supermarket during the day in their mouths.

"Dad, I'm hungry. When will the food be ready?" Qin Xiaoyu shouted towards the kitchen.

The door to the kitchen was tightly shut. Qin Lang might not have heard him, or he might have been busy, so he did not answer Yu.

Yu could only turn his pitiful gaze towards Qiao Lin.

"Be good, Yu. Wait a little longer. Your dad might be having a Manchu Han Imperial Feast," Qiao Lin could only comfort Yu in this way.

They went to the supermarket after lunch and bought groceries. Neither of them really knew how to cook, nor did they have a plan, nor did they know what to make or what to buy, so they bought whatever they could find.

It was not even three o'clock in the afternoon when they returned home from shopping. Qin Lang rushed into the kitchen as if he knew that Qiao Lin was going to take pictures of him. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he closed the door behind him.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening, five hours since Qin Lang entered the kitchen, but they had not seen a single dish. Occasionally, there would be a burst of fragrance coming from the kitchen, but it would quickly be mixed with a burnt smell.

After another half an hour or so, when Yu finally shouted that he was hungry again, the kitchen door finally opened. Qin Lang first took out a few bowls of white rice. Since the rice was cooked in a rice cooker according to the instruction manual, although it was overcooked, the rice was still decent.

He put down the rice and went back to the kitchen. When he came back out, he had a plate of food with a strange color and smell.

There was meat and vegetables in it, but Qiao Lin had never seen such a dish before.

Qin Lang put down the dishes and sat down beside Yu.

Qiao Lin, on the other hand, was confused, "Just one dish?"

Seeing that he had been busy since the afternoon, even if it was not the Manchu Han Imperial Feast, it should not be just one dish. After all, they had bought a lot of ingredients.

"This is the only one that worked," Qin Lang said helplessly.

Qiao Lin could only sigh. He did not know how the dish would taste, so he did not dare to touch his chopsticks.

"Dad, thank you for your hard work. You can eat first." Just as Qiao Lin was hesitating whether to eat or not, Qin Xiaoyu picked up some food with his chopsticks and placed it in Qin Lang's bowl.

Looking at the food in the bowl, Qin Lang knew very well that this kid was testing the poison on him. He glanced at Qiao Lin, who was waiting to watch a good show at the side, then glared at Yu, "Yu, why are you so rude? Dad played with you all afternoon, why didn't you give him food?"

Hearing this, Qiao Lin felt his stomach trembling.

As expected, when Qin Xiaoyu heard his father's words, he gave him some food and waited for the two of them to eat with a look of anticipation.

Qiao Lin had heard from Qin Xiaoyu that Qin Lang's dishes were very unpalatable, so he was afraid to eat them. However, he and Yu were the ones who asked Qin Lang to cook, so it didn't seem right not to eat them. As for Qin Lang, he was fearless of what he had done.

Thus, the two of them fed the food into their mouths at the same time. In less than a second, the two of them squeezed into his toilet.

In the dining room, Qin Xiaoyu only heard Qiao Lin roar, "Qin Lang, did you put in all the salt that I bought earlier?"

The dishes that Qin Lang cooked were indeed as bitter and salty as Yu said. No, it was salty and bitter.

"No, I only put a spoonful of it according to the recipe." Qin Lang did not know what part of the recipe had gone wrong. He had clearly followed the steps, so how could the food he made be so disgusting?

"What spoon did you use?"

"Spoon."

Hearing those two words, Qiao Lin did not even have the mood to shout at him anymore.

He didn't expect that the dignified Silver Screen King was actually an idiot. He actually felt some sympathy for Qin Xiaoyu. It really wasn't easy for this child to grow up.

However, thinking about how he only knew how to cook noodles, he didn't seem to have the right to say anything about Qin Lang.

In the end, this dinner was resolved by Qin Xiaoyu finding a bag of pickles in the shopping bag that Qin Lang had accidentally picked up.

Qiao Lin felt that he could not let Qin Lang cook a second time.

After dinner, Qiao Lin took a shower and went back to his bedroom to lie down. He had planned to read the notes he had taken during the day, but now he could only read them briefly before going to bed.

However, looking at the densely packed notes before going to bed could only serve as a form of hypnosis. He fell asleep after reading less than two pages.

In a daze, he felt a furry thing crawling into his arms. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw Qin Xiaoyu looking at him with a smile. "Dad, can I sleep with you tonight?"

Qiao Lin did not think that this child would come to his room. After getting along with him a few times, he did not dislike this child and rather liked him, so he did not reject him. He then hugged Yu and said, "Go to sleep."

At 6: 30 in the morning, Qiao Lin's alarm clock that he had set on his phone rang on time. After a commotion on the bed, Qiao Lin opened his eyes. Before he could see what was on the bed clearly, he felt a ball of warmth in his arms and behind his back. It was cold inside the house on such a hot day. Although the temperature was just right, the combination of the front and the back still made him sweat all over early in the morning.

He looked down and saw Qin Xiaoyu lying in his arms. The alarm had not woken the child up.

When Qiao Lin fell asleep last night, Qin Xiaoyu ran to his bed and said that he wanted to sleep with him.

If he was carrying Qin Xiaoyu in his arms, then what the hell was behind him?

He could clearly feel an arm on his waist.

Just as he was about to turn around and take a look, a familiar voice sounded by his ear, "Good morning."

As the voice rang out, the arm around his waist tightened, allowing him to get closer to that warm chest.

"Qin Lang, why are you in my bed?" Qiao Lin immediately exploded.

Yu, who was in his arms, was shocked and woke up as well. He opened his eyes and looked at him.

Qiao Lin quickly broke free from the arm on his waist, carried Qin Xiaoyu away, and jumped off the bed.

He looked at the father and son who had just woken up on the bed. He had an impression that Yu had come to sleep here, but when did Qin Lang climb into his bed?

"I'm asking you a question. Why are you in my bed? You said that I can use this room. You won't come in without my permission."

"I've already asked, so you've tacitly agreed." Seeing his excited expression, Qin Lang smiled.

"When?" Qiao Lin did not have any impression of him.

Qin Lang quickly explained, "Last night, when I was taking a bath, Yu ran into your room. When I came to find him, he refused to leave and even asked me to sleep with him. I was afraid that the child would cause trouble for you in the middle of the night, but I was also afraid that you wouldn't agree, so I asked you a question. But you didn't answer me, so I took it as a tacit agreement."

"What do you mean by tacit agreement? I was obviously asleep. I didn't even hear what you said." Qiao Lin's heart was filled with anger. Recently, he had been working as an intern, which was even more tiring than doing extras. As soon as he laid down on the bed, he slept like a dead pig. He did not even know when Qin Lang had gone to his bed.

Qin Lang's eyes were filled with curiosity as he asked, "Why are you so excited? Didn't the two of us sleep in the same bed before? We could have slept in the same bed five years ago, but now we can't? Don't tell me you want me to take responsibility?"