Zhu Rui was preparing the dinner. Xiao Long was helping her as well when Zhao came there. Seeing him, the two stopped their work. Zhu Rui went to him and asked if how he was. "I need water," Zhao stated. Xiao Long quickly poured water in a glass from the jar and handed the glass to Zhao who drank it in a go.
"I was so thirsty. Shall I help you two?" Zhao asked, wearing a tiny smile on his lips.
"We are almost done. You shall take rest," Zhu Rui suggested him.
"I have taken more than enough rest," Zhao answered and tilted his head to look what was on the stove. "You are making Hotpot?" Zhao asked her. Zhu Rui shook her head in agreement.
"Uncle, don't tire out yourself. Go to your room. When the dinner will be ready, I will call you," Zhao asserted. Xiao Long first hesitated but then Zhao did not listen to him and took him out with him. Zhu Rui smiled and went back to the counter.
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