Lin Xiaoxiao died fighting a monster tide in the apocalypse.
Who knew she would transmigrate into a melodramatic era novel about a fake and a real daughter?
She found herself becoming a...
She looked at the fish in the bucket, scooped out a fish weighing about 5 or 6 pounds, and began to process it.
After she used tools to remove the fish scales and cleaned its belly, Han Qiushi returned.
Lin Xiaoxiao was surprised for a moment. She thought Han Qiushi wouldn't come back, or that he would be late. She didn't expect him to come back so soon.
"Aren't you afraid of being seen coming back at this hour?" Lin Xiaoxiao asked while preparing the fish.
When Han Qiushi saw that Lin Xiaoxiao had prepared fish and meat, he offered to take over: "Don't worry, I went up the mountain when I got to the village entrance and came back with my bicycle. No one noticed."
Seeing that Han Qiushi insisted on helping, Lin Xiaoxiao didn't hesitate and handed him the knife directly.
When the knife was handed over, the two people's hands inevitably touched.
When Han Qiushi got close to Lin Xiaoxiao, he was momentarily stunned by the familiar scent on her body, and then he touched Lin Xiaoxiao's fingers.
He felt a tingling, itchy sensation on his hands, which quickly spread throughout his body.
This caused Han Qiushi to freeze for a moment.
In the past, even intimate things like feeding each other hadn't made me lose my composure, but this time, just touching my fingers made my heart race...
After regaining my senses, I started frantically dealing with the fish in my hands.
"Do you even know how to do this? We're going to cook fish fillets for dinner, this isn't how you do it," Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but remind Han Qiushi when she saw him crookedly holding the fish head.
"Well... I rarely handle fish, but I learn very quickly."
"That was the process of getting familiar with the fish meat..."
"Tell me again how to handle this, and I'm sure I can do it well."
Lin Xiaoxiao initially thought Han Qiushi was a good worker, but now she realized he wasn't that skilled. Seeing that he didn't want to give up his work, she could only guide him from the side.
Han Qiushi was cleaning the fish with his head down, but the corners of his mouth remained upturned the whole time.