Chapter 188 The wife I imagined is like this
188.
Xie Siyan had studied abroad, so he was certainly not unfamiliar with peeling potatoes.
He just stared blankly at the potatoes in his hand, and suddenly felt that it was as if the two of them were already married and living their married life.
This thought made Xie Siyan pause slightly. He lowered his eyelashes to hide the strange emotion that flashed across his eyes.
"Didn't you say you had a stomachache?"
He suddenly spoke, his voice a little deeper than usual, changing the subject.
Mu Jia stopped processing the beef.
She didn't expect that Xie Siyan still remembered the excuse she made up in the locker room just now. She didn't expect that the trap she dug would be waiting for her at this time. Mu Jia didn't know how to respond for a moment.
There was silence between them. The only sound in the kitchen was the dripping faucet, tap, tap, like some kind of countdown.
Mu Jia turned his face to the side.
"It's because my stomach is upset," she answered softly, the tip of the knife unconsciously fixed on the chopping board. The beef had been cut into pieces. Mu Jia explained to him slowly, "That's why I thought I'd make something to nourish my stomach. It's better than ordering takeout..." Halfway through her words, the tips of her ears turned red. She pushed him, "If you don't know how to do it, go out first. It will be done soon."
Xie Siyan stared at Mu Jia, and the words "wash your hands and cook soup" inexplicably popped up in his mind. Having your beloved woman cook for you has always been a pleasure that many men pursue.
Xie Siyan didn't walk out. Mu Jia realized what he meant and his eyes fell on the potato in Xie Siyan's hand. "Do you know how to peel potatoes? Use this rotary knife..." As he said that, he took out a peeler from the drawer and carefully put it into his hand.
"Look, it should be like this..."
She took a step closer, her slender fingers resting lightly on the back of his hand, adjusting her position slightly.
Xie Siyan could smell the faint scent of jasmine in her hair, mixed with the fragrance of ingredients wafting from the kitchen.
"Put the potato close to the blade, and..."
Mu Jia was concentrating on explaining and didn't notice that the distance between them was very close, so close that Xie Siyan was distracted and could see her face so close to him just by lowering his eyes.
After the explanation, Xie Siyan didn't move. Mu Jia held his hand and turned it. When she was done, she raised her eyes to confirm whether he understood, but she was caught off guard by a pair of deep eyes.
Xie Siyan didn't know when his mind was no longer on the potato in his hand, but stared at her lips without blinking.
"Xie Siyan? Are you listening..."
Before she could finish her words, he suddenly leaned over and covered her with his warm lips precisely.
Mu Jia opened his eyes wide in shock, and the peeler in his hand fell to the ground with a "click".
Xie Siyan's kiss was sudden but gentle, with a faint aroma of wine, making her forget to resist for a moment. His palm gently supported the back of her neck, and his fingertips ran through her soft hair.
Mu Jia woke up as if from a dream, took a step back in panic, and his back hit the cold refrigerator door, but he did not resist.
She blushed and accepted the kiss.
Neither of them was dressed very cleanly. Xie Siyan was holding potatoes with dirt on them, which Mu Jia had bought from a small vendor in the vegetable market at a discount price.
They kissed for a while, their lips lingering, rubbing against each other. Mu Jia's cheeks had already turned red. When Xie Siyan finally pulled away, even her ears were red. She turned around hurriedly. "Okay, you should have heard it clearly, right?" Her voice trembled, and she instructed him calmly, "Go ahead."
The tone sounded like someone telling kindergarten kids to do their handicraft homework.
——
Xie Siyan did not take any more inappropriate actions.
After Mu Jia finished speaking, before going back to process the beef, she suddenly thought of something and turned around.
The next second, Xie Siyan saw Mu Jia bring a small stool to him from the corner and place it in front of the cooking table.
"Just sit here and handle it."
Mu Jia didn't dare to look directly into Xie Siyan's eyes, so she didn't see his gaze fixed deeply on her face.
After looking for a while, he looked away.
Xie Siyan cooperated unexpectedly, bent his long legs, and sat down on the small bench in front of him.
Xie Siyan's slender fingers held the paring knife, his movements elegant and skillful, following Mu Jia's instructions just now.
After all, I have studied abroad and have mastered basic survival skills.
He stared at the potato in his hand, which was gradually revealing its tender yellow skin. He turned the peeler, and the blade rubbed against the potato, making a slight rustling sound. For a moment, a wonderful tranquility filled the kitchen.
The afterglow of the setting sun outside the window shines through the gauze curtains and falls on the kitchen sink, stretching the shadows of the two people very long and intertwining them.
Such an everyday scene inexplicably gives people an illusion that they have been living like this for many years and are just an ordinary couple.
Mu Jia turned around quietly and glanced at Xie Siyan out of the corner of his eye. His slender fingers held the potatoes and peeler, and his movements were so elegant that it didn't seem like he was in the kitchen, but rather like he was working on some kind of work of art.
——
Mu Jia cooked three dishes tonight, and Xie Siyan contributed half to the stewed beef with potatoes, so she placed the dish in front of him on purpose.
"Taste the fruits of our joint labor."
Xie Siyan picked up the chopsticks elegantly and picked up a piece of tender beef.
Mu Jia held her breath, staring at his expression intently, even forgetting to move the chopsticks in her hand. She was very careful, and when she saw him eat, she asked, "Is it delicious?"
Xie Siyan chewed slowly, and when he heard her talking, his deep gaze fell on her face. Just when Mu Jia was about to lose her composure, he suddenly reached out and gently wiped away a little sauce that had gotten on the corner of her mouth with his thumb.
“It tastes like home.”
He whispered, his fingertips caressing her lips subtly, "The potatoes are delicious too. This is the wife I imagined she would be like."
Mu Jia's eyes widened instantly. After he realized what was happening, he felt a sudden heat behind his ears and turned away in panic.
Marriage is a topic that two people never mention.
In the past, Mu Jia felt that she was not worthy, and Xie Siyan was still on blind dates. Later, even when the two were officially dating as boyfriend and girlfriend, Xie Siyan did not mention any promises. She understood that he probably had no say in his marriage, and she was not the type to pursue a long-lasting relationship. She comforted herself that it was enough to have had it and to cherish the present.
But now, he suddenly brought up this topic...
"If it tastes good, eat more."
Mu Jia turned around hurriedly and went to the sink to deal with the remaining dishes. He wiped the table behind his ears, and when he was almost done and washed his hands, he walked back to the dining table and sat down in front of Xie Siyan. He didn't say a word during the meal.
So Mu Jia didn't know that Xie Siyan's eyes quietly fell on her red ears, and then the corners of his lips curled up.
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