yournovel Chapter 101 Doesn't the rice at home cost money?
Chapter 101 Doesn't the rice at home cost money?
Chapter 101 Doesn't the rice at home cost money?
The two waited a short while.
The little girl casually swept the durian shells into the trash can, then turned around and handed them the plastic bag, saying, "All done."
Lin Yourong stepped forward, past Yu Huan, and picked up the peeled durian in her hand.
Yu Huan bent down slightly, intending to take it from her hands: "I'll carry it."
"I'll do it! Your leg isn't fully healed yet."
As they talked, the two walked out of the fruit shop hand in hand.
"Okay," Yu Huan joked with a smile, "Then you can't sneak a bite, okay?"
"Do I look like such a glutton? You're the one who steals food!" Lin Yourong rolled her eyes at him.
Since I was carrying durians, I couldn't pinch his arm.
Yu Huan suddenly hissed, looking as if recalling something: "I heard that someone was very greedy when they were a child, rummaging through drawers and crawling under beds just to find longans hidden in the cupboard, huh?"
Lin Yourong was taken aback, scratched the back of his hand with her fingernails, and asked, "Who told you that!"
"It's a secret, I won't tell!" Yu Huan turned her head, looked up at the sky, and walked step by step with her along the tree-lined path.
"My Father?"
Yu Huan shook her head: "No."
"my mother?"
"No, not exactly." Yu Huan shook her head vigorously, then suddenly fixed her head: "Fine, I'll confess, it was your parents who told you!"
"OK then."
If her father were to criticize her behind her back, she would definitely throw a tantrum.
A short while later, the two entered the residential area and took the elevator.
As the elevator slowly ascended, a slight vibration was felt on the floor beneath our feet.
Lin Yourong suddenly spoke up: "I asked Sister Ru to book my plane ticket."
"What time is it?"
"8:50 p.m.
"Oh." Feeling a cool breeze brush past her body, Yu Huan felt a little melancholy.
Go to the fifteenth floor.
The elevator paused for a moment, then opened with a "ding".
The two walked out in silence.
Lin Yourong gently released Yu Huan's hand, hung a bag of durian flesh on the doorknob, and took out her keys from her crossbody bag to open the door.
Seeing this, Yu Huan took the bag in her hand and followed Lin Yourong into the room.
After closing the door, Lin Yourong took out Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit from the shoe cabinet.
The two of them slowly changed into slippers. Yu Huan placed the durian on the dining table and then went to the kitchen.
After putting everything away, Lin Yourong came out and had already taken off her hat and mask, tidying up her long, flowing hair in the living room.
In the afternoon, the living room was bright and well-lit.
In this peaceful moment, with no third wheels around, Yu Huan watched her graceful figure from behind, and his heartstrings twitched involuntarily.
With light, graceful steps.
He gently reached out his arms behind her and hugged her.
Feeling her body tremble slightly, as if she was a little tense, Yu Huan hesitated for a moment, but decided to go all the way and slowly placed her hands on her waist.
Hug them.
A delicate floral and fruity fragrance wafted into my nostrils.
"What are you doing……"
Her voice was low, trembling slightly, with a shy, hesitant quality, as if each syllable hesitated and lingered on the tip of her tongue before slowly being squeezed out.
"I just want to hug you."
Yu Huan spoke softly, slowly resting her head on her shoulder.
Gradually, Lin Yourong's body relaxed in Yu Huan's embrace, leaning against him as if melting into his arms.
Yu Huan's eyes shifted to the right, glancing at her cheek.
A bright red flush rose on her cheeks, like the sunset glow, and this blush started on her cheeks and gradually spread to her ears and neck.
Yu Huan suddenly felt a urge to kiss him.
Her lips were tightly closed, but then slowly opened: "I, I, I still need to cook!" Lin Yourong gently broke free from Yu Huan's embrace, lowered her head, and rushed towards the kitchen with hurried steps.
Yu Huan watched her flee in panic and couldn't help but scratch the back of his head.
It's not like it's the first time I've hugged her.
This time, however, I hugged her from behind.
Are the pure love warriors really that shy, without hats, sunglasses, or masks?
Or perhaps she was more nervous when no one was around?
Difficult!
The kitchen door slammed shut.
Yu Huan couldn't help but shrink back, genuinely worried that the girl would break the double-glazed door.
Come back to your senses.
Feeling a bit hot, I took off my coat and threw it on the sofa. I tiptoed to the door, put my ear close to it, and heard a series of crackling sounds coming from inside.
Push it open and take a look.
Lin Yourong was seen helplessly holding the inner pot of the rice cooker, opening the cupboard, and scooping rice into the inner pot with a ceramic bowl.
Yu Huan looked at the overflowing rice and couldn't help but exclaim, "Don't you have rice at home? Rongrong, are you feeding it to pigs?!"
Lin Yourong suddenly turned her head.
Her face was still flushed, her eyes were wide open, and her pupils were dilated, revealing deep surprise and confusion.
He lowered his head, looked at the inner pot of the rice cooker in his hand, his lips parted slightly, forming a small circle, as if he was about to say something, but then he was speechless.
Her mind was completely blank just now. She ran into the kitchen and didn't even notice what she was doing.
Cooking?
So much rice was scooped up!
She also felt like she was doing something a bit stupid.
He silently poured the rice back into the rice bin.
See this.
Yu Huan quickly tried to change the subject and shift the awkwardness: "Where's the whetstone? I'd like to sharpen my kitchen knife."
Lin Yourong pointed to the corner of the sink and said awkwardly, "There."
"Oh." Yu Huan nodded.
He picked up the kitchen knife and ran his fingers along the blade; it was indeed a bit dull.
Old Lin and his mother-in-law probably rarely cook at home, since both of their workplaces have cafeterias.
Thinking that everything should be done step by step, I decided not to provoke her for the time being.
He reacted quite strongly to just one hug. What if it backfires and the pure love warrior thinks he's a lecherous man and won't let him flirt with her anymore?
Be serious when it's time to be serious.
He stepped aside and passed Lin Yourong.
Let's start grinding!
He held the cleaver horizontally, gripping it firmly. The blade moved back and forth on the whetstone, the hissing sound particularly clear in the quiet kitchen.
Yu Huan would stop every now and then to gently test the sharpness of the blade with her fingers.
Finally, he held the sharpened knife up to his eyes and examined it carefully. After confirming that there was no dullness on the blade, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
He glanced at Lin Yourong and saw her blanching the chicken, then he started helping her peel garlic and wash ginger.
He seemed very busy.
Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating his focused face.
Lin Yourong kept her head down, glancing at him furtively every now and then before quickly looking away, afraid that he would notice her inner turmoil.
Time passed slowly, and Lin Yourong's blush and mood calmed down considerably.
Looking at his profile, his eyes were gentle.
However, thinking about her previous absent-minded slamming of the door, she was afraid that he would misunderstand, such as thinking that she had a bad temper or that her personality was unpredictable.
She took out winter bamboo shoots and cured meat from the refrigerator and placed them on the table. Words that were hard to say lingered on her tongue.
With a gritted tooth, she said, "Honey, please chop all these vegetables for me. Thank you for your hard work!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan felt as if she were hallucinating.
Honey?
This girl called him "darling" on her own initiative?
Although his tone was a bit stiff, he instantly rubbed his hands together, rolled up his sleeves with great enthusiasm, and said, "Alright!"
(End of this chapter)