Chapter 30 Taking it off is really ungenerous, unlike her.
Jin Zhao walked out of the kitchen with a calm expression.
He wore a dark blue apron, the straps tied tightly, making his waist appear extremely thin. He picked up a towel hanging by the kitchen door to wipe the water off his hands, then looked up, his gaze fixed on Jiang Xiliu, emphasizing without any discernible emotion, "That's where I live."
Jiang Xiliu tilted her head, her tone casual yet matter-of-fact: "I know, so what?"
And then? Then she should realize how inappropriate and dangerous it is for an unmarried woman to casually enter a man's room.
Jin Zhao closed his eyes, took a deep breath to calm the inexplicable irritation rising in his chest, and when he opened his eyes again, he had regained his usual calm.
Yisile, who was standing next to her, was already sweating with nervousness. Seeing the awkward atmosphere between the two, she subconsciously moved closer to Jiang Xiliu and quietly used her arm to cover the bulging pocket on her coat.
Jiang Xiliu ignored Yi Sile's little actions and didn't bother to take another step towards the room door. Her voice wasn't loud, but her attitude was firm: "I'm going in."
Of the three people present, Isle was the most uneasy.
On one side is a kind-hearted but somewhat willful young lady, and on the other side is Jin Zhao, who will really hit people when he gets angry.
She couldn't persuade any of them.
well--
Jin Zhao didn't say anything more. He took the bedroom key from the drawer in the entryway and walked straight to the door. Yi Sile wanted to stop the young lady but didn't have the guts, so she had to make way for Jin Zhao.
As soon as she stepped aside, the young lady's pockets were exposed to Jin Zhao's view.
"What's inside?" Jin Zhao asked casually.
Yisile's heart jumped into her throat.
Jiang Xiliu, however, remained calm. Under Yi Sile's dumbfounded gaze, he casually reached into his pocket, pulled out the bag full of pomegranate seeds, and shook it.
"Oh, it was Isley who peeled the pomegranate for me."
Jin Zhao glanced at the bag of pomegranate seeds, didn't ask any more questions, opened the door with his key, and then turned back to the kitchen.
Jiang Xiliu walked in slowly, the door just open.
Yisile glanced back at the kitchen, making sure Jin Zhao wasn't paying attention, and quickly followed the young lady inside, closing the door behind her.
Jiang Xiliu suddenly yanked off the neatly folded blankets from Jin Zhao and dumped the bag of pomegranate seeds all over the sheets: "Yisile, come here and tidy up a bit."
Yisiler obediently went over, leveled the small pile of pomegranates, and quickly covered herself with the blanket again, patting the corner of the blanket as if nothing had happened: "Is this okay?"
Jiang Xiliu patted her on the shoulder: "Well done."
As expected of the future female lead, even though she was terrified just now, she still acts decisively and efficiently.
Initially a little scared, Isle straightened up immediately after feeling the force of the pat on the shoulder and the affirmative praise, and looked up earnestly, saying, "I can do better next time."
System 0777: ...
I have a feeling that if the male and female leads continue to stay with the young lady, something bad will happen, but in order to complete the mission, it seems that they have no choice but to let the young lady come into contact with them.
Although it lacks a brain, System 0777 always feels like its left and right hemispheres are fighting each other.
"Come and eat." Jin Zhao's deep voice rang out as he placed the heavy casserole on the table, the rich aroma of soup wafting out from the gaps in the lid.
Yisile quickly stood up and immediately went into the kitchen to help.
She deftly picked up the two plates of hot dishes from the cutting board and placed them in the center of the dining table.
The young lady leaned back in her dining chair.
The sofa in Jin Zhao's house was too old for the young lady to sit on, so she simply sat at the table and leisurely watched Jin Zhao and Yi Sile's busy figures.
It was impossible to expect the young lady to help. Not only would she not help, she would also cause trouble for Jin Zhao, who had just sat down: "Jin Zhao, the hot water bottle isn't hot anymore. I need it hotter."
When she handed it over, Jin Zhao was wiping the thin layer of sweat from his forehead.
Jin Zhao glanced at Jiang Xiliu, knowing full well that her fragile appearance was deceptive, but he still held back his temper and replaced the hot water bottle for the young lady.
The young lady had specifically asked for soup, but she only took a spoonful to taste it before frowning and pushing it aside. However, she was probably really hungry, as she ate half a bowl of rice along with the two stir-fried dishes.
Jiang Xiliu only realized Jin Zhao had been staring at her after she finished eating. His gaze seemed vaguely familiar to her, and she glared back unhappily, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Jin Zhao's gaze swept lightly over her almost untouched soup bowl, and he asked in a flat tone, "Why aren't you drinking the soup?"
"Oh, it's too bland." Jiang Xiliu poked the hot water bottle with her finger. "I don't like it."
In order to get the picky young lady to drink more soup, Jin Zhao deliberately added less salt and skimmed off the oil according to her request. As a result, the light soup he painstakingly made became the reason why the young lady did not drink it.
Yi Sile picked at her rice bowl, secretly glancing at Jin Zhaoge.
Why does she feel like Brother Jin Zhao is about to be driven crazy by the young lady?
That's really not generous of her; it's not like her at all.
Jin Zhaoqiang suppressed his anger and finished his meal. He got up to clean up with a stern face, and soon the sound of dishes clattering came from the kitchen, each sound revealing his irritation.
Jiang Xiliu was still outside, obliviously lecturing Yisile: "When you're home, don't be as noisy as him. I prefer quiet."
Yisil nodded: "I'm definitely not like Brother Jinzhao."
Jin Zhao finished tidying up and came out; the two girls were just getting ready to go back.
He reached out and grabbed the young lady's arm, his tone icy: "If you order food again, I'm not going to cook for you. Eat whatever we have at home, take it or leave it!"
The young lady, holding a hot water bottle, turned around but didn't get angry when she heard what he said.
This was the first time she had eaten Jin Zhao's cooking. The two stir-fried dishes were perfectly seasoned, and even the rice was cooked so that each grain was distinct. It suited her taste better than what her family's cook made.
In order to get Jin Zhao to continue cooking for her willingly, the young lady softened her tone for once, even with a hint of coaxing: "Okay, anyway, everything you cook is delicious, I'll eat whatever you make."
Jin Zhao felt as if he had punched cotton, feeling utterly powerless.
The young lady is unyielding, sometimes easy to talk to, and sometimes so stubborn that she won't listen to anything.
One second she was smiling and praising Jin Zhao's cooking, the next she was disgusted and pulled her hand away from Jin Zhao's: "Don't touch me with your hands that just washed the dishes."
Jiang Xiliu left, and Yi Sile said, "Brother Jin Zhao, I'm going home too," and quickly followed.
Jin Zhao was left standing there, having cooked and washed the dishes while still being criticized.
...
When Jiang Xiliu first returned, she was quite looking forward to seeing Jin Zhao angrily smash the door after seeing the bed covered in red pomegranates that had rolled everywhere.
To this end, she even pretended to check Isil's homework. She flipped through a few pages, but there was no sound of knocking on the door, or even footsteps.
Jiang Xiliu's patience dampened most of his enthusiasm. He casually tossed the workbook back onto the table and praised Yi Sile, who looked tense, saying, "Not bad."
After saying that, he let out a long yawn, feeling sleepy.
She broke out in a cold sweat today. She hadn't paid attention to it when she felt unwell in the afternoon, but now that she felt better, she just felt sticky all over. Taking advantage of the fact that she felt a little better now, Jiang Xiliu went into the bathroom to wash herself thoroughly.
When Jiang Xiliu finished applying her face mask and skincare products and stepped out of the bathroom in her slippers, she was so tired that she could barely lift her eyelids.
She lay on the bed, half asleep, without even drying her hair.
Jiang Xiliu didn't know if it was because she had left the warmth of the bathroom, but not long after lying down, she felt the warmth in her body disappear and her body, which had been feeling a little comfortable, started to feel cold again.
The young lady rubbed her eyes and sat up.
In the sweltering summer, the air conditioner can't be turned off at all. If it is, the room will be so hot that people will feel dizzy and sweaty. But if it is left on, she might end up sweating profusely again, just like in the afternoon, and she won't be able to sleep well.
Without further hesitation, Jiang Xiliu threw off the thin blanket, got out of bed, and went straight to the next room.
The scene of smashing down the door that I had imagined did happen, except that she was the one smashing the door instead.
She banged on the door for a while but no one answered. She was already weak and had little strength. After knocking a few times, her hands started to ache, and she could only lean against the door to catch her breath.
Jiang Xiliu was wondering whether to call Yi Sile to come and bang on the door when the door suddenly opened.
When she knocked on the door, Jin Zhao was taking a shower. Hearing the noise, he quickly rinsed the soap off his hair, grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his waist, and ran out.
Water droplets were dripping from his hair onto his firm chest, and he was still warm and smelled of soap.
The young lady's gaze unconsciously swept over everyone from head to toe, and she questioned unhappily, "You come out dressed like this to open the door? Don't forget you have a sugar daddy, don't even think about flirting with other women outside."
Jin Zhao wiped the water off his face and replied irritably, "Who else would be knocking on my door in the middle of the night besides you?"
He knew it was her, which is why he rushed out in such a hurry.
The young lady wrinkled her nose, no longer dwelling on his clothing, and said directly, "You're coming to sleep with me tonight."
What she needs right now is a 24-hour constant-temperature "heat pack," and Jin Zhao, who is naturally hot-tempered, is simply the most suitable candidate.
Jin Zhao refused without even thinking: "That's not appropriate."
"What's wrong with it?" the young lady argued unreasonably. "I'm your sugar daddy, shouldn't you sleep with me? It's your duty and responsibility."
With a curt "Stop talking nonsense and come over here," Jiang Xiliu turned and went back to her room.
[System 0777 Anxious: Miss, will Jin Zhao come?]
It can now be considered a mind reader, knowing that she has no ill intentions, but is just feeling uncomfortable.
Jiang Xiliu didn't care about this at all, but was puzzled by the system's concern, and casually said, "Why doesn't he come? It's not the first time."
Just as System 0777 was about to say something more, footsteps came from outside the door, and then Jin Zhao, who had changed into his pajamas, appeared at the door.
Jiang Xiliu glanced at his cotton pajamas and said lightly, "Take them off."
Jin Zhao looked back in silence.
...
Unlike the sweltering heat of the previous day, it started raining in the early hours of the morning, with thunder and lightning breaking out from time to time, waking Isila up several times.
At six o'clock in the morning, her biological clock woke her up on time. After a quick wash, Yisiluo tiptoed into the kitchen to get busy.
Liao had specifically reminded her before that the young lady liked to sleep in when she wasn't busy and rarely got up for breakfast, so she had no intention of bothering her at all.
Just as Yisile placed a bowl of poached egg noodles on the table, before she could even take a couple of bites, she heard the young lady's room door creak open.
Yisile looked up, her smile halfway up, then froze completely. She stared blankly as she called out for help.
"Brother Jin Zhao?"
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Author's Note: Yisiluo: My base has been raided again! [Cracks]
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