Lu Yibei dried the water stains on his hands and went up to the third floor.
Ji Qingqian was sitting on the sofa, hugging a pillow and her legs.
Hearing her boyfriend enter the room, she raised her eyebrows and glanced at him.
Lu Yibei smiled:
"One of us is a naughty kid who eavesdrops. Guess who it is?"
Just as Ji Qingqian was about to reply, Lu Yibei added:
"Here's a hint, it's not me."
Ji Qingqian rolled her beautiful eyes slightly: "There's also one named Gui."
"I, Lu Yibei, did not use any cheats!!"
Lu Yibei echoed in the same voice as his grandfather: "This is called high perception."
Ji Qingqian said disdainfully, "I didn't see you have such high perception when you were shooting."
"...Don't mention it since it's not even brewed yet." Lu Yibei frowned.
Ji Qingqian spared her boyfriend some face by lightly skipping the topic:
"You got scolded?"
"No."
Lu Yibei said that he thought for a moment before continuing, "At least we discovered other good things."
"for example?"
"Grandma didn't speak up for me because she knew Grandpa wanted to talk to me about serious matters, not because he saw me as a pawn to be discarded—"
Ji Qingqian ignored her boyfriend's banter; her brows furrowed slightly, showing some displeasure.
"This is different from what we agreed on before."
—As long as Abei answers "Qingqian's parents know," he won't be scolded.
—That was their decision back then.
Lu Yibei sat down next to his girlfriend and chuckled softly:
"Some things can be kept secret, but some things can't. When I said it before, I thought I could. But unfortunately, I am a man after all. Just now, when facing Grandpa's questioning, my manly spirit started to burn, and I felt an overwhelming sense of responsibility welling up inside me—"
Ji Qingqian pouted slightly: "A useless sense of responsibility."
Lu Yibei smiled wryly: "Yes."
But his girlfriend smiled gently and said, "But I like it~"
Lu Yibei was about to look at the person in front of him.
She leaned closer, her soft, moist lips gently pressing against Lu Yibei's lips.
They touched, then separated.
"A commendation for a true man!"
Ji Qingqian smiled and said, "I was going to reward you with a little red flower, but I didn't bring one. Please don't mind, Lu."
Lu Yibei was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening. He spoke with righteous indignation and awe:
“I’m not a stingy person. I don’t mind, I don’t mind… a little more, a little more.”
Then his girlfriend poked him hard between the eyebrows with her finger:
"That's all. You're beautiful."
As she spoke, she opened Douyin on her phone and snuggled up to her boyfriend, their shoulders touching.
"Hey, look at this scrambled eggs with tomatoes—did I do something wrong here...?"
Lu Yibei looked closely: "...Hmm, it seems..."
"Shall we try again?"
"It's getting late, let's try again tomorrow."
Ji Qingqian could understand her boyfriend's point of view, and she was indeed very considerate of him:
"--oh."
Then she just sat there coldly.
She stepped back slightly, avoiding any intimate contact with her boyfriend's arm.
Faced with this situation, Lu Yibei remained calm and smiled slightly:
"Go! Go right now! If I don't teach you today, I'll change my name to Lu Yibei!"
…
Fortunately, after more than an hour of effort...
Lu Yibei did not become Bei Yi Lu.
The classic dish prepared by Lady Ji, while not quite as harmonious as the literal description of "scrambled eggs with tomatoes," at least still had tomatoes and eggs that were clearly distinct.
It did not revert to that kind of unidentified, primordial matter.
Lu Yibei picked up a piece, chewed it, and tasted it lightly.
— He passed the first test perfectly; he was not dead.
—The second test also passed; the tongue did not taste anything strange.
—The third test also passed; no eggshell was chewed between the teeth.
Lu Yibei gave a thumbs-up to the expectant Ms. Ji:
"It's edible."
Upon hearing this, Miss Ji's eyes sparkled with a beautiful light. She quickly picked up a piece with her chopsticks, tasted it, and then frowned:
"It doesn't taste good."
The most fitting description would be "edible," but it's still a long way from being "delicious."
"Humans were able to land on the moon starting with an apple falling on the head of an old man surnamed Niu."
Lu Yibei smiled, picked up a washed but uncut tomato, and gently tapped it on his girlfriend's head: "And now this tomato has hit you on the head."
Ji Qingqian immediately understood the meaning behind her boyfriend's words. She stopped keeping a sullen face and instead raised her head, somewhat smugly:
"A small step for scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a giant leap for Qingqian's culinary skills."
"What a clever little girl, so lovable! I've decided to reward you with a little red flower—oh dear, unfortunately I didn't bring one either. Well then—"
Lu Yibei decided to do the same thing, but Ji Qingqian grabbed his face with one hand and squeezed it tightly.
"You little rascal, no way!"
"By what right =3="
"Why should I?"
Ji Qingqian revealed an expression that said, "I'm just being unreasonable."
Even if Lu Yibei had a hundred ways to rebuke her for her lack of martial virtue and double standards, at this point, all his words could be summed up in one word.
"Heh = 3="
Ji Qingqian released Lu Yibei again, and the two tidied up the kitchen briefly.
Then we went up to the third floor.
It was already past eight o'clock, which wasn't early.
For adults, the hedonistic nightlife is just beginning.
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