As the sun set, the fiery red clouds rolled in the sky, reflecting several streams of dazzling crimson.
Wen Jueli mentioned that when he was a child and it was family day on the weekends, his foster parents used to barbecue with him. Even as he grew up, he would occasionally join in. So among the guests, he not only had rich life experience but also a great skill in barbecue. Soon, there were several plates of vegetarian barbecue and meat skewers on the table.
The sizzling meat skewers released an enticing aroma.
Yan Qing was a fanatic for potato chips. As soon as the food was served, he locked his gaze on the potato chips he had sliced himself.
Picking up a skewer, the outer layer of the potato chips was crispy, and as soon as he took a bite, he could clearly taste the softness inside. The only drawback was that he had sliced them too thick. However, the new skewer was cut by Wen Jue Li, and the thickness was even, crispy, and spicy.
Yan Qing excitedly turned to give Wen Jue Li a thumbs-up.
Wen Jue Li saw it, pursed his lips, and his gaze softened.
Gu Si Wei noticed that Wen Jue Li was still busy over there and quickly said to him, “Jue Li, come over and eat too. If there’s not enough, I can go get more.”
Wen Jue Li said, “You stay there. I’ll finish all of this, then come over.”
No one knew that Wen Jue Li actually enjoyed the feeling of taking care of others, just like when he was lovingly cared for by his foster parents in his childhood. However, he rarely expressed it verbally, mostly through actions, so people rarely noticed that besides actively handling the barbecue, he did a lot of things privately.
There were many fans in the forums who edited videos of Wen Jue Li quietly doing things.
Gu Si Wei also knew that he couldn’t argue with him, “Alright.”
Everyone continued to have a heartwarming conversation, and Wen Jue Li glanced at them, then lowered his long eyelashes and took care of the barbecue for everyone.
Suddenly, a skewer appeared horizontally.
It was sent by Yan Qing.
Wen Jue Li was taken aback, “… Is it not cooked?”
Yan Qing said, “It’s for you to eat.”
Wen Jue Li replied, “No need, I’ve already had one skewer… I’ll eat it later.”
Yan Xing squinted his eyes, “Really? I’ve been secretly watching you, why didn’t I see you eat it? Eating it later will make it cold and not tasty.”
Upon hearing his words, Wen Jue Li was completely stunned.
He was secretly watching me?
Wen Jue Li pursed his lips, and not only did his expression become somewhat awkward, but he also subconsciously straightened his posture, even though he had maintained an upright demeanor from the beginning. He couldn’t help but wonder if he had never hunched or bent over before…
Wen Jue Li didn’t show it on his face but calmly said, “Then, I’ll finish these first.”
Yan Qing stepped closer and said, “Let me help you. You can eat on the side. Shouldn’t husbands help each other?”
Because they had professional chefs at home and no parental role models, Yan Qing learned this phrase from a TV drama. He still remembered seeing it when he went to a bubble tea shop after his sophomore year of high school. The boss was sitting there, watching a TV drama on his phone, the male lead was cooking, and the female lead joined him in cooking, helping each other, and eventually… Well, some things happened that were not suitable for children.
Now, thinking about it, it was quite melodramatic. But the principle was right, husbands should help each other.
Yan Qing was lost in thought, and the flames under the stove suddenly surged for a moment, with the flames rising.
Yan Qing was startled.
Wen Jue Li subconsciously pulled him back for a moment and then quietly withdrew his hand, asking, “What now? Do you still want to help?”
Yan Qing said, “A real man can bend and stretch. I’ll wait by your side… After finishing this plate, as you’ve said.”
Wen Jue Li replied, “Yes, I did.”
Yan Qing didn’t return to the main group but just pulled up a small stool and sat next to Wen Jue Li, watching him work. When Wen Jue Li worked, he did it effortlessly, and with his face, it almost looked like he was sculpting some delicate artwork.
Without realizing it, Yan Qing accidentally ate the skewer he had initially intended for Wen Jue Li. After thinking for a moment, he handed his own skewer to Wen Jue Li and said with a twisted logic, “Jue Li, I’ll give you my skewer to eat, and you help me grill another one.”
[Haha, what kind of logic loop is this?]
[No matter how you look at it, you’re the one profiting, right?]
[Mr. Wen is like a gentle and considerate dad who can cook. I’m so jealous of Yan Qing. /sobbing.]
[Hehe, I’m different from you all. I don’t envy Wen Jue Li. Yan Qing is such a great, good-looking, sweet-talking husband.]
Wen Jue Li also seemed to realize that this logic was off, but he followed Yan Qing’s words and grilled two more portions of barbecue for him. As he raised his gaze while brushing sauce onto the meat, he noticed that Yan Qing had half-raised the skewer, not making any other moves, just staring at the skewer as if he was making a wish at a temple.
At that moment, a gentle breeze wafted in, carrying the fragrance of the barbecue.
Wen Jue Li placed everything from the stove onto a plate, and David had just helped deliver it to the table. As soon as he did, Yan Qing stood up from his stool, holding out his own grilled meat skewer and said, “It’s not that hot anymore. You can now eat it!”
So, he was doing this all along?
Wen Jue Li replied, “… Alright.”
He reached out to take the skewer Yan Qing offered.
In reality, it wasn’t much different from what his foster parents used to make… It was very delicious.
Yan Qing asked, “Is it good?”
Wen Jue Li answered, “Yes.”
Of course, it’s good because you made it. Now, no matter how you look at it, Yan Qing felt like he had hit the jackpot. Wen Jue Li was the epitome of an ideal husband, not only handsome but also good at managing the household and cooking.
