Chapter 140 The Awkward Dragon God (Fourth Update)
It seemed difficult to refuse Shu Qingqing's request for help, so Qiao Mei glanced at the little black dragon, who was still nestled in the gemstone nest and not making any noise, and deleted what she had previously sent in the chat box.
The message she just received from Shu Qingqing was a voice message.
After it was opened, Ao Cang naturally heard it as well.
He curled up his dragon body even tighter, tacitly accepting that Qiao Mei would choose to help Shu Qingqing and no longer concern herself with his affairs.
To his great surprise, after waiting for about two minutes, he heard Shu Qingqing send another voice message, asking her.
"Is this liver reliable? But Qiaoqiao, when did you meet this new friend? Why haven't you told us about it?"
Qiao Mei opened the voice recording and briefly explained that Gan Gan was someone she met while doing part-time work online. After finding her reliable, she also mentioned that she had given Gan Gan her account and password.
“GanGan’s rank is higher than mine, so let her log into my account. Tell Boss Shang and the others that I’m logging off now, I have some things to take care of here.”
"Okay, then you can go ahead and get busy."
Ao Cang eavesdropped the whole time. After Qiao Mei hung up the phone, the dragon's body, which had been very tense, relaxed and the dragon's head, which was hidden inside the body, was also partially exposed.
When Qiao Mei turned off her personal terminal and turned to look at Ao Cang again, she noticed that his sleeping posture in the gemstone nest seemed to have changed, and she was stunned for a moment.
"Cangcang, if you don't want to cook now, then go take a shower first. It's almost nine o'clock, and you can get a good night's sleep after you shower."
Ao Cang still refused to move, but this time, it wasn't that he didn't want to be picked up by Qiao Mei, but rather that he didn't want to go to the bathroom.
He raised his dragon head, his golden dragon eyes lowered, and asked her in a deep voice, "Why aren't you playing games with Shu Qingqing and the others? Is there something else you're busy with?"
He already knew that the other things Qiao Mei mentioned were probably related to him, but he still asked that question.
The main issues are uncertainty and a lack of confidence.
Qiao Mei reluctantly withdrew her hand, lay down next to the gem nest, and looked at the little black dragon who had become unusually stubborn and aloof today. She honestly replied, "Yes, isn't it because I haven't finished my work here? I haven't appeased you yet, so how could I happily go and play games with them?"
"But you don't want to go to the bathroom or cook right now, so what do you want to do?"
Ao Cang raised his dragon eyes and looked at the pile of ingredients that Qiao Mei had placed aside. His gaze fell precisely on the plastic bag containing lemons, and he asked her if the drinks they made would taste similar.
"A drink?" The girl followed his gaze and asked uncertainly, "You mean, you just want to make a drink?"
"If the taste difference isn't too significant, then I'll make this one."
At dinner tonight, the thing Qiao Mei ate the most was lemonade.
Ao Cang looked at its structure, which was just soda and lemon. It didn't seem particularly difficult to make, so the taste would probably be similar, right?
Qiao Mei herself had made this in modern times, and to be honest, as long as it wasn't particularly outrageous, the taste was indeed pretty much the same.
But she had never seen anyone like Xu Heyu who could make the flavors so perfectly balanced and delicious.
She glanced at Ao Cang, who seemed to care a lot about her answer, but ultimately didn't reveal the matter. Instead, she told him that the difference wasn't that significant.
"Since you're going to start doing this, turn into human form now and come with me to wash the lemons. Your dragon claws are too small; you can't even pick up a lemon."
Ao Cang then slowly crawled out of the gemstone nest and, under Qiao Mei's gaze, transformed into an eighteen-year-old human form.
He was still wearing the gray and white checkered cotton pajamas that Qiao Mei had bought for him before, and his shoulder-length silver curly hair, which was draped over the pajamas, lay smoothly on his handsome face with deep eyebrows and eyes.
Compared to usual, when I see him now, he always seems a bit awkward.
Her long eyelashes blinked, but her golden eyes refused to meet Qiao Mei's gaze, instead focusing on the pomegranate red loungewear she had changed into.
"Let's go." For the first time, he walked ahead of Qiao Mei. His large hand, with visible blue veins, grabbed the plastic bag containing three lemons and headed straight for the tap on the balcony.
Seeing this, Qiao Mei knew that his awkwardness hadn't subsided, so she sighed softly and followed him.
Salt is needed to clean lemons, but Ao Cang seemed unaware of this and simply rinsed them directly under the tap.
"Cangcang, that's not how you wash it." The girl poured a little salt into her hand, and without taking the lemon out of Ao Cang's hand, she rubbed the salt onto the lemon in that position.
During this process, the two people's hands inevitably touched.
Ao Cang could almost feel the warmth and softness of the hand touching his palm through the salt grains, as well as the rapid heartbeat emanating from it.
But because his heart was also beating very fast at that moment, he couldn't confirm whether it was his or Qiao Mei's.
"That's good. This way it's easier to wash it clean. Try it."
After taking advantage of the innocent dragon god, Qiao Mei smiled with satisfaction and withdrew her hand.
Ao Cang was left staring blankly at the spot where he had been touched, lost in thought.
Smashing lemons requires a lot of force using a cylindrical piece of wood, and if you don't wear an apron, you can easily get covered in it.
Qiao Mei had planned ahead and ordered a new apron.
As Ao Cang finished washing the last lemon, she told him to stand still. She then put an apron around his neck and stood in front of him, almost hugging him as she tied the apron around his waist.
The girl was almost a head shorter than the dragon god, which meant that when she got so close to him, he could not only see the top of her head, but also smell the strong fragrance emanating from her hair.
He remained almost completely stiff the entire time, not daring to move.
When Qiao Mei finally pulled her arm away from his waist, which she had been deliberately clinging to, he asked her a question honestly.
"An'an, wouldn't it be more convenient if you tied it for me from behind?"
Why did she stand in front of him, and even go to the trouble of wrapping her arms around his waist, almost burying her face in his chest?
Qiao Mei's little scheme was on the verge of being exposed.
She never expected Ao Cang to suddenly ask such a question.
After awkwardly touching her nose, she was too embarrassed to admit that she was trying to take advantage of him, so she could only guiltily lie to him: "Ah, I forgot, but now that it's tied, it's okay."
After saying that, she looked at the knife on the cutting board that she had already cleaned and asked Ao Cang if he knew how to cut it.
"I haven't tried it, but I've seen you cut other vegetables before using the same method, it should be..."
Qiao Mei's red eyes lit up for a moment upon hearing this, and she interrupted him: "In that case, let me teach you how to cut one! Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll cut it wrong and cut your hand!!"
Qiao Mei: As long as I'm shameless enough, I can get the most benefits!
Ao Cang: I'm afraid...
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