Chapter 184 [Cheng Bai] The Almighty Unlucky Guy
Bai Yinyin stood in the kitchen for a long time.
In front of her were the various ingredients she bought at the vegetable market. Because she bought so much, the vegetable seller gave her a handful of green onions and praised her with a smile, "Teacher Bai is so virtuous. She can cook so many dishes."
In fact, she stood in the kitchen for the entire afternoon, with the cooking tutorial displayed on the screen of her mobile phone on the table, but she didn't make a single dish.
Except for the black test product in the trash can.
Bai Yinyin didn't expect cooking to be so difficult. Tian Xiaoli's dishes seemed very simple, and she thought she could also make a delicious banquet with good color, aroma and taste.
The reality is——
My eyes learned how to use it, but my hands didn't. I really overestimated myself.
She even threatened to have Cheng Zhiheng come to eat the food she cooked. She made such a big promise, but now she has been slapped in the face.
There is no takeaway in the village. Is it too late for her to go to the restaurant and order a few dishes?
“Ding Dong——”
It's too late.
Bai Yinyin went to open the door with a dead heart. Cheng Zhiheng was standing in front of the door holding some fruits. His bright smile was reflected in the dark stairwell.
"I was delayed by something. Didn't keep you waiting too long?"
“No, no.”
Even came a little early.
Bai Yinyin stepped aside, feeling guilty and not daring to look up. "Come in and sit down. Wait a moment. I still have one dish to cook."
"Do you need help?"
"Need not!"
Cheng Zhiheng asked casually, but was frightened by Bai Yinyin's reflexive rejection. He sat down on the sofa obediently and said, "Oh, okay."
Bai Yinyin locked herself in the kitchen, her facial features wrinkled with anxiety.
What should I do?
Cheng Zhiheng is here, but she hasn’t cooked a single dish yet!
Bai Yinyin looked at the ingredients on the chopping board and wondered why not have hot pot instead?
Can I put chicken wings and ribs in hot pot?
With a "whoosh", Cheng Zhiheng opened the kitchen door and his tall figure appeared in the small kitchen, scaring Bai Yinyin.
It was too late to cover up the scene, and Cheng Zhiheng's eyes were filled with obvious mockery.
Bai Yinyin resigned herself dejectedly, "Okay, you can laugh at me, I can't cook at all."
"Isn't it normal for girls not to be able to cook? Look, most of the chefs in restaurants are men."
Cheng Zhiheng walked in with a smile. He knew what was going on as soon as he entered the door and didn't smell the aroma of food. If he didn't come in, Bai Yinyin would probably be worried to death in the kitchen.
Cheng Zhiheng washed his hands in the sink, and the kitchen counter was covered with traces of Bai Yinyin's flustered work, as if a typhoon had passed through it.
"Are there any dietary restrictions?" Cheng Zhiheng asked.
Bai Yinyin had a cute, stunned expression. She shook her head and tilted her head curiously as Cheng Zhiheng started chopping vegetables. "You can cook too?"
"A little."
It's not just a little bit of cooking. Just look at the way Cheng Zhiheng cuts vegetables and you will know that he is very good at cooking.
Bai Yinyin pouted and followed Cheng Zhiheng dejectedly, like a little tail.
She agreed to cook for Cheng Zhiheng, but he did it himself and she wanted to sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor. It was really embarrassing that she had to pursue someone to this extent.
Cheng Zhiheng seemed to be in a good mood tonight. Looking at the little tail behind him, there was a smile in his eyes. He turned around and the little tail bumped into his arms.
"I need help cooking. Can you help me wash the vegetables?"
Feeling that she was entrusted with an important task, Bai Yinyin nodded firmly, and almost patted her chest and said, "Please rest assured and leave it to me."
Two figures were squeezed into the small kitchen, and fragrance gradually wafted out.
Bai Yinyin was in a trance for a moment, feeling that she and Cheng Zhiheng were just an ordinary couple in Tianqing Township, squeezing together in the kitchen to cook at night. Although the conditions were difficult, they were very happy.
Cheng Zhiheng is really good at cooking. He made cola chicken wings and sweet and sour pork ribs, both of which are flavors that young girls like, and also stir-fried two vegetables.
It is really delicious and very tempting.
"How come you're so awesome? Wouldn't anyone be so happy to marry you?"
Bai Yinyin's eyes were filled with admiration, and she exclaimed without hesitation, "I must have you be my husband!"
“........”
After she finished speaking, she realized what she had said. Bai Yinyin froze in embarrassment. Cheng Zhiheng's expression remained normal. He picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it in her bowl, saying, "Eat quickly. You've been waiting all afternoon. Aren't you hungry?"
Bai Yinyin held the rice bowl and ate it in small bites, wishing she could bury her face in the bowl.
Why is she becoming more and more unrestrained?! Doesn't she have any brains?
After dinner, Bai Yinyin didn’t feel comfortable asking Cheng Zhiheng to wash the dishes, so she washed the fruit and ate it.
It was getting late, and it would not be good for Cheng Zhiheng to stay here for too long. There were rumors in the village, and he had to take care of Bai Yinyin's reputation, so he prepared to get up and leave.
"By the way, have you washed the clothes I picked up at noon? I'll take them back directly."
"oh!"
Bai Yinyin slapped her forehead and remembered that she had forgotten to put the clothes into the washing machine at noon and had been fighting with the recipe in the kitchen.
She hurried into the bathroom, opened the washing machine, and found that the clothes were placed in the same place as they were then.
"Is it not working anymore?"
Bai Yinyin murmured and found that the water pipe of the washing machine was not working. She had never repaired home appliances before and didn't know how these things worked. She bent over and fiddled with it for a long time.
Cheng Zhiheng came over and asked, "What's wrong?"
"The washing machine won't run."
"Let me take a look."
Cheng Zhiheng walked over. Bai Yinyin took a step back and looked at his back, her admiration surging again. "You can do this too? What can't you do?"
Cheng Zhiheng's voice was full of smiles, without any derogatory remarks, even a little doting, "In front of a little fool like you, I can do anything."
The water pipes were aging and the facilities were too old, blocking the water outlet. After it was unblocked, the water seemed to have accumulated strength for a long time, and it spurted out all at once like a volcanic eruption.
Cheng Zhiheng and Bai Yinyin were caught off guard and were sprayed all over. They half-closed their eyes and struggled to turn off the valve.
The impact was too strong, so Cheng Zhiheng pulled Bai Yinyin behind him and found the valve to close it.
The bathroom became quiet. Both of them were wet, their clothes stuck to their bodies, and their hair was wet.
After looking at each other, they couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Hahahaha why are you so unlucky today?"
Bai Yinyin couldn't help laughing, looking at Cheng Zhiheng who looked like a drowned rat. She had never seen Cheng Zhiheng look so embarrassed, but he was still very handsome.
She laughed so hard that she fell backwards. The bathroom was small to begin with, and the two of them were so close to each other, her expression magnified in Cheng Zhiheng's eyes.
Cheng Zhiheng forgot what to do for a moment, and all he had in his eyes was Bai Yinyin's lively smiling face. She smiled so happily and beautifully.
When Cheng Zhiheng caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, his face changed. He looked away awkwardly, took a bath towel from the shelf and draped it over Bai Yinyin.
"Be careful of catching a cold."
Bai Yinyin lowered her head and realized that the white T-shirt she was wearing was sticking to her body. After it got wet, it was almost translucent, and the shape of the underwear underneath was reflected.
Blushing, she wrapped the towel tightly around her, handed it to Cheng Zhiheng, and whispered, "I'll give you the clothes tomorrow."
"Um."
Cheng Zhiheng nodded and wiped his hair, his heart pounding and he didn't know where to look.
The atmosphere became ambiguous and a little suffocating.
He coughed lightly and said, "It's getting late. You should go to bed early."
"Let me get you a coat. Your clothes are all wet."
"No, it's okay, I'm not cold." Cheng Zhiheng left in a hurry for the first time.
After coming out, he took a deep breath.
Not cold, not cold at all, even a little hot.
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