Chapter 49



Chapter 49: He finished all the dishes she made (1:

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“Your arm is scalded: ” she reminded him when she saw him holding the spatula and not putting it down.

Only then did Nian lie shift his gaze away from her face and back to his hand.

The man’s arms looked strong and powerful. His muscles were tight and his lines were perfect. The blue veins were slightly protruding. They did not look greasy, but they did not look too weak either. However, on his originally wheat-colored skin, there were a few red spots that were scalded by hot oil.

Ning Qing opened the cap of the ointment and, under his gaze, said, ” you take care of it yourself.

“Help me,” he said.

Nian lie saw the complicated look in her eyes, but he didn’t reject her.

She silently and obediently applied the medicine for him.

After she was done, ning Qing took a small step back to put some distance between them.

“It’s done,”

“……”

you should leave, ” she said to him. I can handle this alone.

Nian lie’s long and narrow eyes glanced at the pot of oil, as if he was mocking her,’you can do that too? Who was the one who was so scared just now?

Ning Qing’s eyes wavered slightly. Nian lie turned around again and said in a low voice, ”

“What should I do?”

She was stunned for a moment. no, I can do it.

“If you keep nagging, it won’t be able to eat.”

The man’s posture was straight and his back was wide. Under his white shirt, his broad shoulders and strong waist gave people a sense of security.

At the same time, the sharp aura on his body was weakened by the surrounding environment, even giving off the illusion that he was approachable.

The struggle on ning Qing’s face flashed, but she still went forward.

She directed him to pick up the fish, then began to season it and boil the sauce.

It was seven in the evening.

At the dining table.

Sweet and sour carp, braised pork ribs with potatoes, shredded pork with green pepper, and boiled cabbage. It was a typical four dishes and one soup.

Nian lie and ning Qing washed their hands and sat at the table.

Ning Qing was a little nervous, but she couldn’t explain why. Nian lie, on the other hand, was very calm, as if the atmosphere was supposed to be like this.

She looked at him sideways, but he caught her.

“What are you looking at me for?”

Nian Xi looked straight ahead, his long fingers holding the chopsticks.

“Let’s eat,”

Oh, ” ning Qing said. She watched as he picked up a piece of fish, put it in his mouth, and chewed slowly.

“What do you think?” she asked unconfidently.

As Nian lie stared at her face, ning Qing’s hands clenched tightly on her thighs.

“Average.”

The general meaning is that it’s not delicious, but it’s not bad, right?

Ning Qing heaved a sigh of relief. that’s good.

The two of them didn’t talk much, and there was only the slight sound of bowls and chopsticks colliding.

Out of the corner of his eye, Nian lie glanced at the woman, who was eating with her head lowered like a kitten. A smile finally appeared on his thin brows.

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“……”

The two of them finished their dinner in silence.

While ning Qing was cleaning up the dishes, Nian Chen went upstairs.

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Looking at the most empty plate, she thought that he probably especially liked to eat fish.

When she returned to her room after cleaning up the kitchen, he was on the phone on the balcony.

Ning Qing’s footsteps slowed when she heard the words ” tell her not to make a fuss. I’ll go see her tomorrow. then, she went straight to the bathroom.

When she came out of the shower, the man was already half-sitting on the bed. The light from the computer shone on his face, obscure and mysterious.

Ning Qing pursed her lips and went up from the other side.

As soon as she lay down, he turned off the computer, put it aside, and leaned over to her.

Ning Qing felt that his kiss this night was different from before.

He was gentler and more meticulous.

He earnestly and devoutly traced her lips. He opened his dark eyes and stared at her, a ray of light shining in them.

Finally, she was seduced and lost her soul, a small ball of fire burning in her heart.

It was burning and ticklish, like ten thousand ants biting her heart.

She could only press against his chest in a panic and helplessness, maintaining the last of her rationality.

The night was getting quieter.