Chapter 57 - Croquettes
An hour after entering the house, Qin Buzhu came out. As soon as he opened the door, he smelled the aroma of fried food and heard faint sounds. He followed the sound to the kitchen and saw Shi Feiye, wearing an apron and looking serious.
Shi Feiye's movements were very skillful, and he was humming an unknown tune, looking very happy.
The golden balls were fished out one by one, and Qin Buzhu heard Shi Feiye muttering to himself:
"One little cutie is out of the pot, and there are a bunch of other little cuties waiting in line to get in. Mm, you're all cute little meatballs, and you must taste really good. I'll carefully make you into delicious meatball soup later, to make your hard work worthwhile."
Qin Buzhu was the only one who could cook something so interesting. Out of curiosity, he folded his arms over his chest and leaned against the door to see what else Shi Feiye could do. Shi Feiye did not disappoint him. There were only a few meatballs left, so she fished them out and turned to cut the washed vegetables, even muttering to herself:
"You are also little cuties. It must have been hard work to grow up so beautiful. I will treat you well and make sure you float in the soup. Yes, I won't let your life be in vain."
Shi Feiye was mumbling happily to herself, her mind full of the plot of the novel. She was brainstorming when she turned her head and suddenly saw a living person at the door. She was so frightened that she took two steps back, slipped, and fell backwards.
Qin Buzhu was also startled by Shi Feiye and immediately reached out to help her. Before he could reach her, Shi Feiye had already grasped the sink behind her and stood up steadily. Qin Buzhu's hand was on Shi Feiye's waist, and the inexplicable warmth made Shi Feiye shiver as if she had been burned by something.
"Why did you suddenly appear here?" Shi Feiye almost fell down, and the accusation and grievance in her tone could not be hidden, but she still quickly asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Qin Buzhu let go of his hand: "No, I came out to get a glass of water. I heard some noise coming from your side. So I came over to check it out."
Knowing that she would unconsciously hum songs while doing things, Shi Feiye pursed her lips. She had just mentally prepared herself and was a little too happy. She was probably thinking about the novel and accidentally wanted to get high again:
"I just hummed a song. It would be a bit boring to just cook."
"Well, are the meatballs fried?" Qin Bulu felt it was a bit strange to leave at this time, so he just found a random topic.
"Yeah, by the way, do you want to try one?" The topic was successfully changed. Shi Feiye caught a glimpse of the golden fried meatballs she had just made and immediately became excited. She habitually asked the person next to her, but then she realized how a big shot like Qin Bulu could be so casual as to go to the kitchen and eat freshly fried meatballs like her best friend.
Qin Buzhu hesitated for less than a second, and Shi Feiye immediately said, "Oh, look at me, how could I forget? Although these meatballs taste delicious, they are not good for your health. If you are not hungry, just wait a little longer."
Bad for the body? Even if Qin Buliu didn't know much about this, he knew that this kind of thing was just a little bit oily and couldn't be said to be bad for the body. He took a step forward and asked: "How do you eat it? Just with your hands?"
Shi Feiye was stunned for a moment, then realized that Qin Buzhu really wanted to taste it, and subconsciously handed the chopsticks to him. Qin Buzhu took the chopsticks, took a look, and found that they were actually used.
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