Chapter 793 Teamwork Makes the Work Easier
Fu Nian'an said he...felt sorry for her?
Le Yan opened her pink lips, wanting to speak, but didn't know what to say in response to Fu Nian'an.
Seeing her like this, Fu Nian'an smiled helplessly, "Have you finished tidying up outside?"
"Ah, right!" Le Yan glanced at Fu Nian'an's hands soaking in the pool. "I'll wash them!"
"No need, you just need to tell me where to put the washed dishes?"
"Put this drain basket over here."
"good."
Fu Nian'an was washing the dishes, and he put the dishes and chopsticks that had been washed the first time into the other sink.
Seeing that he had no intention of stopping, Le Yan simply stopped trying to persuade him.
She rolled up her sleeves and turned the tap to the other small pool. "I've been here before. Men and women working together makes the work easier!"
The tap was turned on, and the icy water poured down, making Le Yan instinctively pull her hand back from the cold!
I shivered.
Oh my god, it's so cold!
Le Yan turned to look at Fu Nian'an.
Fu Nian'an, however, remained expressionless and looked very focused on washing!
They really aren't afraid of the cold!
Le Yan took a deep breath and was about to reach out when suddenly, the man's large, foamy hands grasped both of hers.
She paused, then suddenly looked up at Fu Nian'an.
Fu Nian'an didn't look at her, but simply took her hand and placed it under the tap.
Cold water was poured down, and the man wrapped his hands around hers, rinsing away the foam from his hands.
In just a few seconds, he turned off the tap, turned around, grabbed a few kitchen paper towels, and carefully dried Le Yan's hands.
Le Yan looked at him with a completely bewildered expression.
After drying her hands, Fu Nian'an let go of her hand and threw the tissue into the trash can next to her.
Then, he looked at Le Yan and said, "Just stand here and watch me wash."
Le Yan's hands were still at the same height as when he was holding her, her mind buzzing.
Fu Nian'an gently tapped her forehead with his fingertip, "Did you hear me?"
Le Yan snapped out of her daze and nodded blankly.
Fu Nian'an turned around and continued washing the dishes.
Le Yan stared at the man's profile, her fingertips tingling as he held her hands.
The tingling sensation spread from my fingertips all the way to my heart.
Did they just...hold hands?
Le Yan looked down at her hands, which had been dried, and her cheeks burned.
"People's livelihood? Strange, the door is open, where did everyone go? Yangyang—"
Shouts came from Uncle Wang next door in the courtyard.
"I'm going out to take a look!"
Le Yan immediately walked out.
"Uncle Wang, I'm here!"
In the courtyard, Uncle Wang was holding an enamel mug. When he saw Le Yan come out, he smiled and said, "Yan Yan is home? Where's your brother Sheng?"
"He's asleep. He had a couple of extra drinks tonight, and now he's fast asleep!"
"Wow, that's rare! You, the little housekeeper, can even get him drunk at home!"
Le Yan chuckled, "Uncle Wang, is there something you need from him?"
"No, no, your Aunt Qiuju was learning to make red wine from that little book boy. She made a big pot, but she couldn't finish it all. This kind of sweet wine is not to your Uncle Wang's liking, so I thought I'd bring some over for you to try!"
Le Yan asked curiously, "Is it very sweet?"
"Hey, 'Di Xi Lang O' (meaning 'sweet to death' in Hokkien), but everyone says that this is a good drink for girls to nourish their skin and complexion, and also warm their stomach and replenish their energy in winter. I added cinnamon, longan and stuff like that, as well as apple and orange juice, and a whole big pot of all sorts of things. You can try it!"
"Okay, then I won't be polite. Thank you, Uncle Wang. Please also thank Aunt Qiuju for me!"
"Oh, stop being so formal. We're all old friends, no need for such formalities. I'm going back now!"
Le Yan smiled and nodded, "Okay!"
"Oh, right, your brother Sheng is asleep. What will you do by yourself when the fireworks and firecrackers start at midnight?"
Le Yan: "..."
She would never do something like setting off firecrackers, no matter what.
Le Yan was conflicted.
"Yangyang." A deep male voice came from behind.
Le Yan paused, and when she turned around, Fu Nian'an was already walking towards her.
Uncle Wang looked at Fu Nian'an with some surprise.
"This is……"
Le Yan glanced at Fu Nian'an and stammered, "This is my..."
"I'm Leyan's boyfriend, hello." Fu Nian'an introduced herself again generously and extended her hand to Uncle Wang.
People with a strong presence can easily take control of any situation, no matter the circumstances.
Uncle Wang was stunned for a moment, then immediately reached out to shake hands with Fu Nian'an, unconsciously adopting the polite manner he used when talking to the village chief: "Hello, hello, I'm your neighbor next door, Yan Yan calls me Uncle Wang."
"So you are Uncle Wang. I've heard Yanyan mention you before. Thank you for taking care of Yanyan."
"Not at all..." Uncle Wang withdrew his hand, looked at Le Yan, and said with a smile, "Yan Yan, you have good taste. Your boyfriend is very handsome. The two of you standing here are a perfect match, a golden couple! No wonder your brother Sheng drank too much last night. He must be excited to have his future son-in-law come to visit!"
Le Yan: "..."
She was completely bewildered.
They were supposed to be lovers under a contract, but things are getting more and more out of her control.
Uncle Wang waved his hand and said, "Since your boyfriend is here, I won't worry about it. Just remember to set off firecrackers and fireworks at midnight!"
Le Yan nodded, "Okay, Uncle Wang, come over and visit when you have time."
"Uncle Wang isn't so blind as to come and bother you young people..."
Le Yan: "..."
After Uncle Wang left, Le Yan and Fu Nian'an also turned around and went back into the house.
Le Yan placed the enamel cup containing the sweet wine on the tea table, and when she turned around, she found that Fu Nian'an had already gone into the kitchen again.
She watched the man's retreating figure and tilted her head.
Even the slowest person is starting to realize it now.
Fu Nian'an's actions tonight seem to go beyond just a contract boyfriend situation...
Could it be... that he has feelings for me?
The moment this thought crossed her mind, Le Yan herself was startled!
How dare she indulge in such wishful thinking, actually believing that Fu Nian'an likes her?!
Shaking her head, Le Yan patted her forehead and whispered a warning to herself, "Lin Le Yan, wake up! It's fine to like someone, but you need to know your place!"
But my heart is beating so fast, and my cheeks are so hot!
The moment that conjecture surfaced, it was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly splashing water everywhere and lingering for a long time.
...
When Fu Nian'an came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, she found Le Yan holding an enamel cup in both hands, a small figure nestled on the sofa.
He walked over, took a closer look, and found that the sweet wine in the enamel cup was empty.
Fu Nian'an asked in surprise, "You drank this whole glass?"
Upon hearing this, Le Yan slowly raised her head.
The alcohol content of the sweet wine had been reduced significantly by boiling, but Le Yan's alcohol tolerance was already low, and the enamel cup was quite large. She drank it sip by sip and unknowingly got tipsy.
She was a little dazed at the moment, but her mind was still clear; she was just a little slower to react than usual.
Fu Nian'an watched as she held the cup, tilted her head back, and stared at him with her beautiful, misty eyes, remaining unresponsive for a long time.
This sight reminded him of that night.
Some people don't just fall asleep when they're drunk; instead, they become even more excited, and all sorts of wild ideas that they usually suppress come out uncontrollably under the influence of alcohol.
Fu Nian'an believes that Le Yan belongs to this category.
He pursed his lips and sighed, "Le Yan, if you can't hold your liquor, you should drink less."
“This isn’t wine,” Le Yan said innocently to Fu Nian’an. “It’s sweet wine.”
Fu Nian'an squatted down in front of her, looking at her cheeks which were clearly flushed, "Sweet wine is still wine."
"But it tastes good!"
Fu Nian'an reasoned with her, "Drinking too much will make you feel unwell tomorrow."
"But it tastes good!"
Fu Nian'an: "..."
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