Every Meal - Chapter 7: This Is for You to Eat

Translator: Deyonna *unedited

The little movie in Kong Qiao's mind instantly reached its crucial plot.

It's just that the man in front of him didn't attack him as he had expected. Instead, he took two steps back and pulled away from the distance that was a little too close just now.

This is simply a great insult to his charm!

Hateful!

Kong Qiao grinds his teeth secretly, however, he heard a crunching sound.

Through the dim streetlight, he saw the butcher raise his hand, lifting the thing in his hand in front of his eyes.

"What?"

He tilted his head, and in front of him was a medium-sized plastic bag.

"Bones."

Tu Liang felt that he was a bit obsessed. After he got off work he was reluctant to leave. He squatted in the corner for a few hours, wanting to take a look at the person he hadn't seen today.

"It wasn't sold out today. It's a good bone...it's a pity to throw it away."

He looked down at the boy greedily and said the excuse he had prepared for a long time.

"... You're giving that to me?"

Kong Qiao was a little surprised, but he couldn't control the little joy in his heart.

"En." Tu Liang responded in a low voice, and put his other hand in the pocket of his jeans, pinching the cigarette butt in his pocket with some embarrassment.

"If you don't dislike it."

It was really the first time Kong Qiao received such a down-to-earth gift.

He doesn't dislike it, he just finds it a little funny.

What does this person mean by giving this, ah?

Squatting here in the middle of the night just to give him a bag of ribs?

"Why are you giving it to me?"

Kong Qiao licked his lips, and couldn't help but take the initiative to ask more questions.

　　"……"

The man in front of him suddenly fell silent. He didn't say a word after a long time.

On a pitch-dark night, Kong Qiao couldn't see the man's expression, but he imagined his blushing face.

"The boss asked us employees to handle it ourselves."

After a long pause, Tu Liang said, "You... always come to take care of my business, so I decided to send it to you."

Saying that he stuffed the plastic bag in front of Kong Qiao again.

The somewhat fishy smell of raw meat came from the man's hand to the tip of his nose, making Kong Qiao subconsciously wrinkle his nose.

At the same time, because of the man's words, he couldn't help saying——

"That's it?"

Only for this reason? Just because I'm a regular customer?!

Kong Qiao was sulking in his heart.

Once again, he doubted his charm.

Hateful!

Is this boy someone who can't afford meat?!

However, Tu Liang mistook Kong Qiao's expression and tone for disgust for leftover meat.

He belatedly realized that the person in front of him loves cleanliness and beauty, and he must be picky about what he eats, so he probably wouldn't accept such a not-so-fresh thing.

"If you don't like it... then let's just throw it away."

As he said that, he was about to throw the plastic bag in his hand into the trash can at the door of the store.

"Ai, ai, ai, what are you doing!?"

Seeing this, Kong Qiao hurriedly stopped Tu Liang's hand.

But because he was not tall, half of his body hung on the man's thick and solid arm.

He happened to be wearing a v-neck polo shirt today. The neckline was open, and the skin on the man's arm was completely bare.

Kong Qiao felt the scorching heat from the butcher's body making his heart feel hot.

"Nng."

At the same time, he heard a slightly muffled sound in his ear.

It was as if the person in front of him was suppressing something.

"You, you're really!"

Kong Qiao daydreamed for a moment, tried hard to withdraw his wandering heart, and glared at Tu Liang.

"I didn't say no!"

He fiercely snatched the bag from the man's hand.

He deliberately grabbed a few of the butcher's fingers and tugged it, before sliding down to reach the ear of the plastic bag.

"Okay, la, thank you for thinking of me."

The man obviously didn't do anything, Kong Qiao somehow felt that he had been coaxed, and took the initiative to concede.

"I'll take care of your business in the future, okay~"

He said, with a hint of intimacy in his tone that he didn't even notice.

On the contrary, after Tu Liang heard that, his breathing became heavier.

The hand inside the jeans of his pocket was twisting the shredded tobacco into more tiny pieces.

Kong Qiao looked down at the plastic bag, it was quite heavy.

The small cake in his arms was crushed flat, and the butter icing was all over the wall of the box.

Kong Qiao hesitated for a moment, then raised his eyes to the somewhat stiff man standing in front of him, and followed his heart's thoughts.

"I can't just accept other people's favors in vain. So I will give something back."

He stuffed the small box into the big palm of the butcher. "This cake is for you, la! It can be your breakfast tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he added half a sentence in a low voice.

"That one was crushed by you, you're not allowed to dislike it because it's ugly."

Kong Qiao wasn't able to eat the pork ribs from the butcher for a long time.

He recently took on a new project and worked until late at night every day. Quickly falling asleep after getting home. He didn't even have the strength to dress up in the morning, so he only picked out the simplest clothes for commuting.

Kong Qiao looked at his face when he was squeezing into the crowd in the elevator in the office building, and felt it became darker.

He felt distressed.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long.

The project is on the right track, and Kong Qiao finally had time to breathe a sigh of relief on the weekend.

He slept deeply and only realized that it was already noon, so he dug out the ribs in the freezer of the refrigerator, mixed them with some vegetables at home, and made a random stew.

After the meal was ready, he turned on the TV to find a variety show with handsome guys, opened a bottle of soda, and started eating slowly while watching the show.

It took him two hours to finish his meal.

After eating, Kong Qiao threw the bowl into the sink, lazily nestled back on the sofa, scrolling on his phone, and continued watching videos.

This is Kong Qiao's simple and most satisfying happiness.

Very comfortable.

Relaxation time always flies quickly, and before Kong Qiao knew it, he had played until it was night.

He recently has been tired from working overtime. He feels that his appetite has increased, and there is an extra layer of flesh on his belly.

As a delicate fairy boy, Kong Qiao originally planned not to eat at night, but after enduring it for two hours, the feeling of hunger still took over his reason.

So, he opened the app and planned to order takeout.

It's just that when choosing dinner, Kong Qiao's gaze happened to sweep across the plastic bag in the kitchen's trash can, and couldn't help but feel moved.

Last time... Did the butcher say that they can provide delivery services?

They say that when one is materially comfortable, one will be lustful.

But Kong Qiao felt that for a hungry and thirsty single boy, he could think about this thing anytime, anywhere.

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Translator's Corner: Sorry loves for the late update. I'll be changing the update schedule to Monday instead because my schedule's quite packed every Sunday. I hope you all understand.

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