“Ah… yes! Okay!”
“Your cooking smells so good! It’s absolutely amazing! I’m definitely going to eat a big bowl later, ah…”
She suddenly remembered the painful memory of yesterday’s bowl of noodles being taken away, and couldn’t help but show that puppy-like pitiful look again.
“You can’t take away the noodles when I’m halfway through eating!”
The thin lips beside the meat scar curved upward slightly, “I’ll make sure you’re full,” he promised. “The bathroom is on the other side of the living room, there’s a small wardrobe outside with clothes, help yourself.”
“Oh… so this pot of food is unattended…”
Hearing her mention food again, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he said, “It’s fine, let it simmer. Go take a shower, I’ll go downstairs to get something for you to eat.”
“Mm!”
Shang Keqin smiled, smiling so adorably… so adorably… and… so cunning!
As Pu Cangxie was about to walk out, this thought inexplicably ran through his mind.
He definitely went out, and she immediately grabbed her clothes and rushed into the bathroom for a lightning-fast one-minute battle shower!
This was a survival skill she had trained.
Before middle school, her mother would always secretly eat her father’s delicious cooking while she was showering.
And her clever solution was to shower quickly, then rush out and catch her mother, who was like a sneaky cat.
Unexpectedly, this trick came in handy now!
Would eating a small piece… go unnoticed? Her skill at sneaking food was strictly trained by her mother.
But she never dreamed that in less than five seconds of the second minute, just as she was lifting a piece of meat from the pot, he would walk in.
He had come back quickly because he was worried she might be too hungry, swiftly opening the iron gate, going downstairs to the kitchen to get ingredients, filling a large pot of special broth, and running back up.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he caught her completely in the act of stealing meat like a mouse.
“Ah… um…” She smiled, smiling so innocently, “I was just checking if the meat was burning…” Slowly, she put the piece of meat back into the still-boiling pot.
She hadn’t even touched the meat with her mouth! Wuwu…
