Chapter 75 Tomatoes and Potatoes
Fu Yanle held Yu Jingchen and slept for a long time.
The marks on his face had been completely wiped away, and his face was still clean and beautiful, as if nothing had happened tonight. However, when Yu Jingchen slightly withdrew his hand, Fu Yanle, who was still asleep, would move towards Yu Jingchen, even though they had been pressed together the whole time.
"..." Yu Jingchen looked at Fu Yanle's sleeping face, the lingering fear hadn't subsided, but instead grew stronger. From childhood to adulthood, no matter what decision he made at work or in life, he was used to thinking about "what if" and unexpected events first, but now, this habit only aroused his fear.
"elder brother……"
Fu Yanle's murmur interrupted Yu Jingchen's daze. He bent down to touch Fu Yanle's back and whispered, "I'm here, Lele, I'm here."
Fu Yanle nuzzled Yu Jingchen's arm with his head, and after a while, he asked softly, "What time is it now?"
"Wait a minute." Yu Jingchen reached for his phone, but couldn't reach it. He then touched Fu Yanle's face. "What should we do? You're pressing down on my arm, I can't reach the phone."
"I don't care." Fu Yanle hugged his arm tighter. "You figure it out yourself."
Yu Jingchen chuckled and said, "Then I'll carry you to get it."
"Oh!" Fu Yanle lifted his leg and shifted himself onto Fu Yanle, lying down like a long plank. "We can begin."
"Okay." Yu Jingchen put his arm around his waist, rolled over once, then rolled over again, then reached for his phone on the bedside table, opened it and saw, "It's one in the morning."
Fu Yanle rubbed his eyes and exclaimed, "Why can't I sleep until morning? That's too cruel!"
Yu Jingchen smiled enigmatically, “Aren’t you most energetic at midnight? You can chat with others for hours.”
"Settling scores later is not a good idea." Fu Yanle pursed his lips, then suddenly remembered something. He reached out and poked Yu Jingchen's shoulder, then pointed behind him.
Yu Jingchen turned his head and saw a round clock hanging on the wall.
"Why do you insist on using your phone to check the time?" Fu Yanle clenched his right fist and placed it near Yu Jingchen's mouth. "Mr. Yu Jingchen, you can choose to lie, but every word you say now will become a reason for you to receive 'education' from your family."
Yu Jingchen leaned closer to the microphone and said, "Because I want to hug Lele."
"..." Fu Yanle's heart skipped a beat. He gently punched Yu Jingchen's mouth with his fist and whispered, "Then could you give me something to eat after you hug me... I'm hungry."
Yu Jingchen nodded, "Of course, what would you like to eat?"
"At this hour, the servants are all asleep," Fu Yanle said with a wink. "Brother Chen, it's time for you to please me. Are you willing to seize this opportunity?"
Yu Jingchen rubbed his face and said, "We must catch him."
Fu Yanle immediately got up and climbed onto Yu Jingchen's back, but because the bed was too soft, Yu Jingchen was unable to successfully carry Fu Yanle off the bed, and the two of them fell into a heap on the bed.
Fu Yanle laughed heartily and climbed onto Yu Jingchen's back. Yu Jingchen pulled him into his arms, used his waist and abdomen to lift him up like a child.
Fu Yanle put his arm around Yu Jingchen and asked, "Can I order some food?"
"Don't shake your head and block my view." Yu Jingchen patted his lower back and slowly walked towards the door. "What do you want to eat? You can tell me first."
Look at that strategic and commanding demeanor!
Fu Yanle secretly admired him and said, "I want sweet and sour pork ribs, fish-flavored eggplant, lotus root balls, and a plate of shrimp. I can just dip them in the sauce."
"Oh," Yu Jingchen said, "My cooking skills can't keep up with your needs for now."
“You haven’t inherited any of your father’s cooking skills!” Fu Yanle sighed and said generously, “Then I’ll compromise and won’t make things difficult for you. How about a bowl of shrimp fried rice?”
Yu Jingchen thought for a moment and said, "Let's do a quick calculation. To make a bowl of fried rice, we need a bowl of rice first, but we don't have any leftover rice at home, so we need to cook a bowl first. Even if you're willing to wait that long, freshly cooked rice probably won't taste very good when used for fried rice. I mean, based on my cooking skills."
“…You make a good point.” Fu Yanle stopped dreaming and slumped against Yu Jingchen’s shoulder, saying, “Then do whatever you want. As long as you can keep me healthy, no! To express my feelings for you, as long as I have a breath left, I’ll eat whatever you make.”
Yu Jingchen said confidently, "Don't worry, my cooking skills aren't that bad."
The two went into the kitchen.
Yu Jingchen put Fu Yanle down and said, "Tomato and potato noodles, is that alright?"
“Okay.” Fu Yanle readily agreed to help in the kitchen. “What can I do?”
Yu Jingchen took out a bowl and said, "Pour in two-thirds hot water."
Fu Yanle: "Okay!"
Yu Jingchen took out two potatoes and a tomato from the refrigerator. He peeled and washed the potatoes, cut them into chunks, and then minced a clove of garlic, setting it aside. He took out a small knife, made a cross on the skin of the two tomatoes, and gently placed them into a bowl of hot water.
"Remember to cook extra, we'll eat together," Fu Yanle said happily. "A young couple eating noodles in the middle of the night, how blissful!"
He paused, then suddenly had a thought, "Brother, did you bring your phone?"
Yu Jingchen straightened the small pot and said, "It's in my pocket."
Fu Yanle immediately reached into Yu Jingchen's two pajama pockets with both hands, and while taking out his phone, he also gave Yu Jingchen's abs a quick pat.
"The one who starts the fight is doomed," Yu Jingchen warned in a low voice.
"Let me finish eating first!" Fu Yanle unlocked the combination lock, turned on the camera, and pointed it at Yu Jingchen. "Brother, come on, show us!"
Yu Jingchen took the tomatoes out of the water, peeled and chopped them, and set them aside. Then he turned on the heat to low, and once the pan was hot, he added oil and stir-fried them.
"Wow, what a skillful move!" Fu Yanle made a dramatic goose-like sound, pushed the camera forward, focused on the pot, and a second later shifted to the left, focusing on Yu Jingchen's hand holding the spatula.
Yu Jingchen put the potato chunks into the pan and began to fry them. His hands exerted a little force with each movement, and a bluish tinge appeared beneath his fair skin.
"Hehe," Fu Yanle said, "Indeed, men who cook are really charming!"
"So I don't usually have any?" Yu Jingchen put the diced garlic into the pot and stir-fried it with the potatoes.
Fu Yanle immediately offered his sincerity, "If your charm value is n normally, then your charm value will be n+1 when you are cooking."
Yu Jingchen smiled, put the tomato chunks into the pot and stir-fry until they turned into a mushy consistency. Then he poured in an appropriate amount of cold water, added soy sauce, oyster sauce and other seasonings in turn and stirred well. Finally, he put the noodles into the pot, covered it and simmered the noodles.
"Wow!" Fu Yanle immediately moved the camera, trying to capture the magnificent sight under the lid. "I can already smell the fragrance—"
Yu Jingchen suddenly turned around, startling Fu Yanle so much that his wrist trembled and he almost dropped his phone onto the pot lid. He frowned, preparing to give Yu Jingchen a lecture, but unexpectedly, Yu Jingchen suddenly lowered his head and kissed him heavily on the lips.
"...Hmm?"
Fu Yanle waited only a second before pressing the lock screen button and taking the initiative to return the kiss.
The kiss started as a casual moment of intimacy, but when their lips and tongues met, Yu Jingchen's fear and panic were fully exposed, and all of Fu Yanle's emotions were also released.
The force gradually increased, becoming heavier and heavier. Fu Yanle's panting was no longer just a simple act of coquetry, but also carried a sense of grievance and fear. Yu Jingchen hugged him tightly, tenderly pecking at the corner of his reddened lips, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Lele, I still didn't protect you well enough."
"Don't talk nonsense." Fu Yanle tilted her head up and kissed his eyelids, saying soothingly, "I'm not your personal accessory, how could you possibly protect me every minute of every day?"
Yu Jingchen muttered softly, his voice utterly serious, "If only you could really shrink, I would turn you into a ring, string you together on a necklace, and hang you closest to my heart. That way, I could see you, touch you, and kiss you anytime, and as long as I'm here, you wouldn't be hurt."
"Don't blame yourself. I'm a tough guy too, I can't rely on you to protect me for everything. Although I suffered a bit today, I also punched Su Fengyao several times, and you and Xueyan beat him up like that, you deserve it!" Fu Yanle glanced at Yu Jingchen's face and took the opportunity to change the subject, "But how did you find me?"
Yu Jingchen said, "Su Fengyao doesn't have a car right now. He chose to take the subway when he went out, while the bodyguard watching him was driving a private car, so he lost track of him halfway. But he still sent Su Fengyao's subway route to Xu Shuo. After checking the detailed map, Xu Shuo found that this route is the same as your location."
"So you came all this way?"
Yu Jingchen shook his head. "Actually, I was on my way to your place after get off work. I was almost there when Xu Shuo told me the news. I called you first, but you didn't answer. I guessed you had your phone on silent, so I asked Xu Shuo to contact Jiang Han and Fang Zhouji, but neither of them answered."
Fu Yanle coughed and said in a low voice, "Actually, it's completely understandable to mute the music. After all, there are so many people here. If the background music like 'The Vast Horizon is My Love' or 'Wife, Wife, I Love You' starts playing, everyone will look over without prior arrangement."
"From now on, when you're out and about, try not to turn the car on silent mode if you can avoid it." Yu Jingchen pinched his cheek. "Do you know how worried I was?"
Fu Yanle smiled ingratiatingly: "I know, I know, I—hey!"
He sniffed. "Brother Chen, can you smell something?"
“…” Yu Jingchen paused for a second, then immediately went to open the pot lid.
"Oh no, is it burnt?!" Fu Yanle also leaned over, immediately getting excited by the fragrant, burnt smell. "I'll sprinkle some chopped green onions on top!"
Yu Jingchen tried his best to salvage the situation, but several noodles still broke into pieces.
Fu Yanle exclaimed, "Contentment brings happiness," and casually sprinkled some chopped green onions on top.
"Okay, it's done!"
Fu Yanle carefully selected a blue and a red checkered noodle bowl, arranged them one by one, and said, "So you're looking for me room by room? When I went to the restroom, I found at least twenty rest rooms on the second floor."
“No.” Yu Jingchen divided the noodles and poured the soup with one hand.
"Is it because of intuition?" Fu Yanle exclaimed. "Do you have a ruler in your heart called love that can measure the distance between us?"
“Because I installed a locator in your watch,” Yu Jingchen said cryptically. “If you go out and do something bad behind my back, I’ll know.”
Author's Note:
Xiao Fu: Wow! I won't do anything bad anymore!
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