Chapter 310: Chapter 318: The Cook
At three in the afternoon, Li Yifei and Su ngxin were in a supermarket, with Li Yifei pushing a shopping cart and Su ngxin walking beside him. She occasionally picked items from the shelves on either side and placed them into the cart.
"Have you never been to a supermarket before?" Li Yifei asked with a mix of amusent and curiosity, as he watched Su ngxin’s joyful excitent.
Smiling, Su ngxin replied, "Yes, this is my first ti. Do I seem pitiful? I’ve never even been to a supermarket."
Li Yifei chuckled, "It is quite pitiful, but also easy to understand. You’re always followed by a whole entourage. It would be inconvenient for you to visit the supermarket. Besides, there’s nothing you lack that would necessitate a supermarket trip."
"But then life would be missing so much fun," she remarked.
"Good thing nobody else heard you say that, or you would definitely be criticized."
Su ngxin pretended to look around cautiously, then giggled, "Luckily, it’s just the two of us."
As they continued shopping, Li Yifei felt an imnse pressure; Su ngxin was simply too beautiful. Every man who saw her couldn’t help but take a few extra glances, and even won did the sa. As the guy at her side, Li Yifei was naturally included in the onlookers’ scrutiny.
Li Yifei was used to being the center of attention while protecting officials and dignitaries, but no one noticed him then since he was just a bodyguard. Now it was different. He and Su ngxin walked together, chatting and laughing like a couple, which inevitably made everyone curious about the man with such a stunningly beautiful woman.
Finally, after completing their shopping and paying at the checkout, they left the supermarket and got into the car. Su ngxin, laughing, said, "Why the long face? Don’t you enjoy going to the supermarket with ?"
"It’s not that I mind it," he said. "I can’t stand those stares, though. It’s like they’re all thinking, ’A fine flower stuck in cow dung.’"
Su ngxin burst into laughter, saying, "Who speaks so poorly about themselves?"
Shaking his head, Li Yifei replied, "I’m usually quite confident, but next to you, you make
look so inferior."
Su ngxin paused, reflecting on their relationship which had lasted a while. She’d always been modest and never boasted in front of Li Yifei, nor did she use her status to pressure him. Still, she felt a great distance between them, having never truly entered Li Yifei’s world.
Li Yifei’s words revealed to Su ngxin why she couldn’t really enter his life. Even without leveraging her status, the gap in their identities was still there, making Li Yifei instinctively exclude her from his circle of life.
With a light laugh, Su ngxin said, "It’s not that you’re lacking, but you always see
as Su ngxin from Capital City. Why can’t you just see
as your neighbor Su ngxin?"
"Aren’t you my neighbor?" Li Yifei asked, puzzled.
With a pout, Su ngxin realized Li Yifei didn’t understand her implication. It wasn’t the right ti to explain too thoroughly, so she said, "Alright then, my good neighbor. I’m hungry, so let’s hurry ho and cook."
Unable to break down the barriers in Li Yifei’s mind, Su ngxin decided to make a change herself. If she could get him to see her as just a friend, they could move to the next step.
Li Yifei grinned, "No problem."
When they arrived at Li Yifei’s place, he got ready to cook. Just as he started, Su ngxin appeared in the kitchen wearing an apron that belonged to Su Yiyi.
"What are you doing?" Li Yifei asked in surprise, staring at Su ngxin. The sight of such a beautiful woman of high status, now dressed with an apron as a little chef, was a shock to the system.
Pleased with Li Yifei’s reaction, Su ngxin twirled the apron ties and said, "I’m here to help you cook. How does this apron look on ?"
Li Yifei nodded, "It looks good, quite a different flavor actually."
Su ngxin smiled proudly, "Then let
help you."
"Your help... maybe not. Better wait to eat once it’s done," Li Yifei hesitated.
"No way; I really want to learn by doing. A woman needs to know how to cook to keep her future husband content."
Li Yifei’s eyes widened in disbelief, "You don’t need to resort to that, do you?"
"Of course, I’ll also have to be soone’s wife soday. As a wife, I have to be able to cook. Since I have so free ti lately, you’d better teach
well."
Li Yifei was surprised by Su ngxin’s attitude. During his ti with the Flying Hawk Squad, he had t many Second Generation Officials and Rich Second Generations. None of those girls enjoyed cooking; they were all about enjoynt and fun.
However, Su ngxin was not an ordinary woman, or she wouldn’t have such a high reputation dostically, so having such an idea only highlighted her uniqueness even more.
Thinking this way, Li Yifei no longer found it difficult to comprehend and chuckled, "Okay then, since you have this idea, I’ll teach you."
"I knew you were the best pal," Su ngxin patted Li Yifei’s shoulder, seeming very casual with him, and said, "What should I do now?"
"Let’s start with sothing simple. You can take on today’s dish—stir-fried shrimp with celery and cashews."
"Sure, sure!" Su ngxin exclaid with joy.
As Li Yifei organized the other ingredients, he instructed Su ngxin on how to prep. Su ngxin was very serious about learning and about doing the work. Following Li Yifei’s instructions, she washed the shrimp and the celery thoroughly.
Watching Su ngxin’s slender hands washing the vegetables in the sink, Li Yifei had a weird feeling. Those hands didn’t seem like they should be there, but there they were.
Next, Su ngxin went to chop the celery. Watching her clumsily wield the kitchen knife, Li Yifei truly felt a sense of alarm, as if she might accidentally cut her own hand.
And his worry soon beca reality.
"Ah!" Su ngxin let out a faint cry as her left hand quickly retreated from the celery, her index finger bleeding profusely from a cut.
Li Yifei was speechless and imdiately grabbed Su ngxin’s hand, sticking her injured finger in his mouth. Minor cuts like these were usually not a big deal; all you had to do was suck on it for a while, as saliva has strong antibacterial properties.
Su ngxin stared blankly at Li Yifei, not expecting him to do sothing like that. With her finger in Li Yifei’s mouth, she felt a tingling sensation that spread from her fingertip to her palm, then to her arm, and turned into a warm current that flowed through her body, causing her face to turn red, her heart rate to accelerate. Undeniably, she enjoyed the feeling and really liked the concentrated expression on Li Yifei’s face.
"Sigh, you’re just not cut out for this, co on and let
wrap it for you." Li Yifei opened his mouth and pulled out Su ngxin’s finger. The cut wasn’t very big or deep; it should be fine.
Submissively, Su ngxin followed Li Yifei to the living room, letting him bandage her hand. Realizing that an injury could garner Li Yifei’s attention this way made Su ngxin think about getting "injured" more often.
"Why are you looking at
like that?" Li Yifei looked up to et Su ngxin’s unusual gaze and asked, puzzled.
Su ngxin imdiately bead a smile, examined her hand briefly, then looked at Li Yifei and asked, "What does my blood taste like?"
Li Yifei was completely taken aback by the question and said with a mixture of laughter and resignation, "What could your blood taste like? It’s a bit fishy, a bit salty, I guess."
"Oh, so it doesn’t taste good?"
"Of course not, why would you even want to know what human blood tastes like? You’re not a vampire, are you?"
Su ngxin chuckled and said, "I was just really curious. Alright, let’s get back to cooking."
"You’re still going?" Li Yifei’s eyes widened in surprise.
Su ngxin tilted her head with childlike stubbornness and said, "Of course I’m going. A little injury shouldn’t scare
away. It’s just an accident, I’ll be very careful next ti."
"You’ve just had your hand bandaged, you can’t get it wet."
"Anyway, the vegetables are all washed, we won’t be needing any more water, right? Don’t worry, I’ll be really careful this ti."
Unable to persuade Su ngxin, Li Yifei could only let her continue cooking. However, he decided to stop his own work and watch over Su ngxin, just to prevent her from hurting herself again.
"How do I light the stove?"
"When do I pour the oil?"
"How much should I add?"
For soone completely clueless about cooking, everything required a question. Things like ’add a suitable amount,’ as recipes often suggest, sounded like a Heavenly Book to a novice—it was entirely unclear how much ’a suitable amount’ was, so Su ngxin had to ask about everything.
Watching Su ngxin nervously holding the oil bottle, pouring oil into the pan, Li Yifei couldn’t bear it anymore. He reached from behind to grab her right hand, gently tilting the bottle and pouring the oil into the pan.
But he didn’t notice that in doing so, he was practically embracing Su ngxin, his chest already pressed against her back.
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