Chapter 54 Do you want to stay here, or go back...?
Chenci (a type of porcelain) has a penchant for the unconventional.
But Zhou Shilin doesn't seem innocent either.
Chen Ci: Last time it was the president's office, this time it's the kitchen, Mr. Zhou, you've really got some variety!
Zhou Shilin: You're quite cooperative too.
Sinking porcelain: ...
Chen Ci: Then we are indeed a perfect match [President Shijie's affirmation.jpg]
Zhou Shilin looked at the emoji she sent him and pinched his brow in exasperation.
Zhou Shilin: Why do you like using my emojis so much?
Sinking Porcelain: Because it's so easy to use!
Zhou Shilin: Then you should make your own set too, I want to use it too.
Chenci: Then make it yourself.
Zhou Shilin: ...
Zhou Shilin: Never mind [smile] See you at my house on Saturday noon [smile]
Chenci: May I ask, which home of yours is this?
After all, Mr. Zhou owns quite a few properties in City A.
Zhou Shilin sent her a photo; it was the same black leather sofa with the big pink rabbit on it from before.
This is Zhou Shilin's most frequently used apartment. On Saturday, he was preparing ingredients at home and specially asked his driver to pick up Chen Ci.
This residential complex consists entirely of large, single-level apartments with strict security and excellent privacy; some celebrities even live there. Chen Ci was a little nervous when she found out about this, after all, she's a woman who's been trending on social media with top celebrities.
"Won't paparazzi be staking out your neighborhood?" Sitting in Zhou Shilin's repaired Rolls-Royce, Chen Ci sent him a worried message.
Zhou Shilin was preparing ingredients for lunch when he saw his phone screen light up. He wiped his hands with a tissue and picked up his phone.
Zhou Shilin: Even if paparazzi are staking out celebrities, what are you so nervous about?
Chen Ci: What if they mistake you for Zhou Mingye again?
Zhou Shilin: ...Then I suggest they quit this line of work.
Sinking porcelain: =. =
Zhou Shilin: How much longer until you arrive?
Chen Ci: I've entered the residential area. I'm wearing a mask, so even if I'm photographed, no one should recognize me.
Zhou Shilin: "..."
They were quite into their roles.
Zhou Shilin: Even if you don't wear a mask, not many people will recognize you.
Chen Ci: Nonsense, I'm a woman who has been on popular variety shows and trending on social media!
Zhou Shilin: ...Okay, my apologies.
When Chen Ci arrived, Zhou Shilin went to open the door for her. Today, Chen Ci was wearing the T-shirt that Zhou Shilin had given her last time, and she was also wearing the gold bracelet that he had given her.
Zhou Shilin stood at the door, looking at her, and smiled slightly: "The female celebrity is here?"
"Ahem." Chen Ci took off her mask and put on the slippers that Zhou Shilin had specially prepared for her. "So, do you feel the thrill of having a secret relationship with a female celebrity right now?"
"……No."
Chen Ci shook her head in disappointment: "You're still not immersed enough."
Zhou Shilin closed the door, looking at her thoughtfully: "So you like playing this kind of game? Between the two of us, who's more adept at it?"
"..." Okay, she admits she wanted to try something different.
Who can blame them when their partner is Zhou Shilin, who's ranked number one on the must-eat list?
She and Zhou Shilin walked into the house in slippers. As soon as they entered the living room, they saw the large rabbit on the sofa.
“We meet again, my big bunny.” Chen Ci walked up and patted the bunny’s head. “Not bad, looks like you’ve been keeping Zhou Shilin company.”
Zhou Shilin chuckled beside her and said, "Wash your hands and come cook first, otherwise you won't have anything to eat for lunch."
"Oh." Chen Ci put down her bag and followed him to the kitchen.
When Chen Ci first said she would cook a meal to thank Zhou Shilin, it was just an excuse to get Zhou Shilin to come to her house; she never intended to actually cook.
But Zhou Shilin thought about it. :)
Looking at the large amount of ingredients in the kitchen, Chen Ci gave an awkward yet polite smile: "You probably still don't know my cooking skills thoroughly enough."
Zhou Shilin rolled up his sleeves, revealing his well-defined forearms: "You don't know anything about my cooking skills."
Chen Ci's eyes lit up: "You can cook?"
I know a little bit about it.
"..." That means it's a sure thing.
Chen Ci looked around the kitchen. Zhou Shilin's kitchen was indeed much larger than hers, and it was a combination of Chinese and Western styles, capable of cooking both. There were many ingredients on the marble countertop, but it didn't look cluttered. Some of them were still damp, and they looked even more vibrant when the sunlight shone on them.
"These ingredients all look so fresh." Chen Ci can't cook, but she's very experienced in eating. "Are you going to make Boston lobster?"
"Yes, I saw that you really liked Uncle Li's cheese-baked lobster last time, so I specifically asked him for the recipe."
Chen Ci exclaimed dramatically, "They even told you the recipe?"
"After all, I'm now an investor in their restaurant." They've already bought the shop that Tian Xu found last time and are preparing to renovate it.
Chen Ci remained noncommittal. Seeing that there was cream in Zhou Shilin's kitchen, she had a sudden inspiration: "I'm not good at cooking, but I can try making desserts."
Zhou Shilin looked at her suspiciously: "Really?"
"Of course, I watched the tutorial online. It's a super easy little cake recipe that even someone with no crafting skills can learn!"
"..." Zhou Shilin kindly reminded her, "The omelet rice you made last time was also touted as a simple omelet rice that even a clumsy cook could make."
Chen Ci: "..."
“It’s different.” Chen Ci straightened her back and looked at him. “As long as the ingredients are good, desserts won’t taste bad! The ingredients at President Zhou’s house must be the best!”
“…Go ahead and do it if you want.” Zhou Shilin pointed to a cabinet above. “All the tools for making desserts are in there.”
"Okay." Chen Ci replied, then opened the cabinet door and tiptoed to reach the baking tray on the top shelf. Zhou Shilin glanced at her, strode over, stood behind her, bent down slightly, reached his arm over her head, and easily took the baking tray down.
As he moved, his chest inadvertently pressed against Chen Ci's back. His warm body temperature penetrated through the thin fabric, like an electric current coursing through Chen Ci's limbs and bones, causing her body to stiffen instantly.
Chen Ci's heart raced faster involuntarily. She was really doomed. Just this slightly ambiguous position had made her imagine a thousand words of passionate things!
What on earth does she watch all day?!
To avoid revealing her true thoughts to Zhou Shilin, she quickly turned around and took the baking tray from him, saying, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Zhou Shilin looked up at the top of her head, a faint smile playing on his lips. He walked to the counter and continued processing the ingredients he hadn't finished earlier. "What kind of super simple little cake are you planning to make?"
"Let's call it Super Simple Mini Cake."
"...Okay, there are eggs and cake flour in the refrigerator. Just take them if you need them."
"Mmm." To avoid any mishaps, Chen Ci specifically opened the tutorial she had saved and reviewed it on the spot. After mixing the batter for the super simple mini cake, Chen Ci turned her head and glanced at Zhou Shilin next to her.
He was preparing today's main dish, Boston lobster. It was a tedious task, but his movements were skillful and elegant. The sunlight fell on him, making the hard lines of his profile look softer than usual.
"What are you looking at?" Zhou Shilin suddenly looked up and met her gaze. Chen Ci quickly looked away and put the batter into the oven: "Nothing, I just think President Zhou is really handsome. It would be great if someone this handsome was my boyfriend, hehe!"
These words made Zhou Shilin chuckle softly, his chest trembling slightly, and Chen Ci's heartbeat quickened a bit with each laugh. Fortunately, Zhou Shilin quickly turned back to continue preparing lunch.
The two busied themselves in the spacious kitchen. Chen Ci finished whipping the cream and finally breathed a sigh of relief. All that was left was to slice the cake base, spread cream layer by layer, add some fruit, and it would be done.
This is a super simple little cake that requires no cooking skills.
Zhou Shilin's work was also finished. He washed his hands and looked up to see that there was a bit of cream on Chen Ci's face.
"What are you looking at again?" Noticing Zhou Shilin's gaze, Chen Ci also looked at him, as if she had caught him red-handed.
Zhou Shilin raised an eyebrow slightly, walked slowly to her, and looked down at the cream on her cheek. He suddenly got so close that Chen Ci instinctively wanted to dodge, but Zhou Shilin leaned down slightly, reached out his right hand, and gently pinched her chin with his fingertips, making her face lift up slightly: "You have cream on your face."
The posture was so ambiguous that Chen Ci didn't understand what he was saying at all; all her attention was on the temperature of his fingertips and the warm breath that brushed against her cheek as he breathed.
"Don't move." Zhou Shilin's voice was a little lower and hoarse than before, gentle yet with an undeniable air of authority. The cream on Chen Ci's cheek exuded an alluring sweetness. Zhou Shilin's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he lowered his head slightly, his soft lips covering her cheek, gently licking away the cream.
That electric shock-like sensation instantly spread from her cheeks throughout Chen Ci's entire body, causing her to instinctively hold her breath. She stood there stiffly, her eyes slightly wide open. Zhou Shilin's hand was still pinching her chin, his forehead pressed against hers, his eyes filled with increasingly intense emotions: "I just realized that this cream is actually so sweet."
Chen Ci: "..."
Is it possible that the sweetness comes not from cream, but from hormones?
She opened her mouth as if to say something, but Zhou Shilin lowered his head and gently licked her neck again: "There's cream here too."
Chen Ci: "..."
It would be best if there was real cream in this.
"I don't think I have that much cream on me."
Chen Ci's voice was a little unsteady. Zhou Shilin paused for a moment, then gently put his arm around her waist, rested his chin on her shoulder, and breathed warmly on her ear: "Do you need me to put some cream on you?"
His words were incredibly ambiguous, and his voice was so sexy that Chen Ci almost nodded in agreement. She glanced down at the cream on the table, dipped her finger in it, and smeared it on Zhou Shilin's neck: "You have cream on your neck too."
Zhou Shilin was clearly stunned for a moment. Chen Ci climbed onto his shoulder, pressed her lips to his neck, and gently licked away the cream she had just smeared on him.
Zhou Shilin's breathing became noticeably rapid, and his hand supporting Chen Ci's waist tightened slightly, his fingertips able to feel the soft touch of her waist. After licking the cream, Chen Ci's gaze fell on his Adam's apple.
Zhou Shilin's Adam's apple was very sexy, and Chen Ci was always drawn to it whenever she thought about inappropriate things. Today, she finally did something she had wanted to do for a long time but had never been able to—
She opened her mouth and gently bit Zhou Shilin's Adam's apple.
Zhou Shilin let out a muffled groan, his voice filled with suppressed lust: "Chen Ci... do you know what you're doing?"
Chen Ci looked up at him and smiled: "This cream is indeed very sweet."
Zhou Shilin's eyes grew even darker, and his arms around Shen Ci's waist tightened even more: "I think you don't want to eat lunch today."
He had barely finished speaking when he kissed Chen Ci's lips, his tongue prying open her teeth and entwining with hers. The sweet scent of cream seemed to linger in both of their mouths, even more intoxicating than before. After what seemed like an eternity, Zhou Shilin slowly released Chen Ci, breathing heavily.
Chen Ci looked up at him and said in a low voice, "Zhou Shilin, you seem to have... done that."
Zhou Shilin: "..."
Thank you for reminding me.
"How about we... cook a meal instead?"
Zhou Shilin's eyes flickered: "What kind of cooking are you talking about?"
Chen Ci: "..."
No, Mr. Zhou, you should spend less time online!
"Things shouldn't happen more than three times." Zhou Shilin lowered his head, his thin lips brushing against her earlobe, and uttered these words in a hoarse voice, "If there's a next time..."
Chen Ci interrupted him: "If you count the first time I got drunk, this is the fourth time."
"..." Zhou Shilin narrowed his eyes slightly. "So, do you want to stay here, or go back to your room?"
Chen Ci: "..."
Sorry, she was just joking.
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Author's note: Poor Mr. Zhou.
Chenci: Next time for sure!
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