Chapter 8 Why are you so anxious?

"Why are you standing there? Aren't you hungry?"

Lin Yi's words woke up the dazed Luo Qinghan, who reached out and took the bag of grilled sausages.

Lin Yi then went to the kitchen and said to Luo Qinghan, "I haven't done it for a while. It may take a while, about half an hour. You go back to the study and wait for a while."

"It's okay, just take your time."

After Luo Qinghan answered indifferently, he looked at the sausages in the bag in his hand and hesitated for a moment.

She just returned to China at the beginning of this year. She couldn't quite remember whether she had eaten this kind of snack sausage before, but she definitely forgot how it tasted.

Because there were often reports online about various problems with roadside snacks, Luo Qinghan was a little hesitant about whether to eat them.

"Gulu~"

In the end, her stomach made the decision for her.

Just like the braised pork noodles she had at noon, Luo Qinghan liked the seemingly ordinary grilled sausage very much. It made her suddenly feel that the food in those high-end restaurants was just so-so.

Luo Qinghan did not return to the study, but walked lightly to the kitchen to watch Lin Yi take action.

"what is this?"

Luo Qinghan's voice suddenly appeared, and Lin Yi was so scared that he almost cut his hand with a kitchen knife.

"Wow! You walk without making any sound?"

Lin Yi put down the kitchen knife and patted his chest to calm himself down.

"I was in such a hurry to open the door for you just now that I didn't wear slippers. Of course, I can't make any noise when I walk barefoot."

After Luo Qinghan finished explaining, Lin Yi subconsciously looked down. A pair of smooth white legs stretched out from under the black skirt, and the snow-white feet were flawless.

Um.
What am I thinking? Cooking is important, yes, cooking.

Lin Yi hypnotized himself for a while and went back to making noodles with gravy.

Luo Qinghan noticed Lin Yi's gaze just now, and looked down at his smooth feet, then looked up at Lin Yi's profile.

Two words popped up in my mind: foot control?
This is not something shameful. Everyone has their own little quirks.

Just like Luo Qinghan had never told anyone that she liked the immature and shy younger brother.

No one spoke after that. Luo Qinghan just watched Lin Yi take action quietly.

When Lin Yi was making braised meat, he was about to get the condiments prepared on the side. When his hand was still in the air, he touched the back of a slightly cool hand.

Turning his head, he saw Luo Qinghan had handed him the condiment he wanted: "Do you want this?"

"Ah, yes."

Lin Yi was slightly surprised, but he didn't think much about it. He took it and continued to make the braised meat. He was hungry, and nothing was more important than eating.

"It may not taste as good as what they professionally make in the store, so just make do with it."

After Lin Yi placed two servings of braised pork noodles on the table, he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Luo Qinghan felt a little unhappy watching this scene: According to the plot of the novel, shouldn't you look at me with expectant eyes while I eat, and then ask me how it tastes?

Why are you just eating by yourself? I was just thinking of how to praise your cooking.

Although she was complaining in her heart, Luo Qinghan had already picked up her chopsticks and started eating, and she was surprised when she took the first bite.

The taste is almost the same as the one at noon. If she hadn't seen Lin Yi make it with her own eyes, she would have suspected that Lin Yi bought it himself.

Luo Qinghan's movements of eating noodles slowed down a lot, and her eyes were always on Lin Yi. Everything that happened today made her start to look at her little husband again.

Is he really a 20-year-old second-generation official? But he was indeed shy at noon.

Luo Qinghan saw a maturity in Lin Yi that was not in line with his age, but he became nervous and shy when she wiped the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he was a simple boy who had never even touched a girl's hand.

It's so weird.

Unconsciously, Luo Qinghan was staring at Lin Yi the whole time he was eating noodles, and he was watching him secretly at first.

Later, he just stared at her openly, and when he ate noodles, he didn't even lower his head, but picked them up and brought them to his mouth. Finally, Lin Yi, who had been looking at his phone, also noticed that he was being stared at.

Lin Yi glanced at Luo Qinghan and stopped eating noodles with his mouth open.

"Why are you staring at me again? I look pretty when I eat."

"It's okay, but not as good as when you were cooking in the kitchen just now."

Luo Qinghan's words brought the topic to an end, and the room fell into silence again.

Perhaps because he felt it was a bit too awkward, Luo Qinghan suddenly said, "Your parents are on a business trip tonight."

"Ok, I know."

"So where are you staying tonight?"

"Let's go back to the dormitory. It's closer."

"Why don't you live here? You don't have to go out."

"puff!!!"

Lin Yi buried his head in the bowl and almost spit out the noodles. After taking a break, he said, "Sister, are you kidding me?"

"No, my house is quite big, with two bedrooms, and one is empty, just right for you to sleep in."

"That's not the point. The point is why am I sleeping here?"

Lin Yi raised his head and looked at Luo Qinghan in confusion, wondering what she was going to do next.

However, Luo Qinghan had a blank expression on his face and said calmly, "Is there any problem with a husband living in his wife's house?"

"."

It seems that there is really no problem.

"Besides, you haven't memorized the answers yet, so stay here so I can supervise you."

Lin Yi couldn't find a reason to refute. After thinking for a while, he said, "Then I don't have any clothes either. What should I change into after taking a shower?"

"Wear mine."

"what???"

Lin Yi even suspected that he was hallucinating: Why don’t you listen to what you are saying?
Luo Qinghan seemed to realize that what he said was a little inappropriate, and he repeated his words in full: "What I mean is that you can wear my short-sleeved shirt and pants. As for the underpants, I can buy them for you. There is a lingerie store near the community."

"No, if it's so troublesome, why don't I go back to the school dormitory?"

Lin Yi didn’t understand. Luo Qinghan seemed determined to keep him.

“I don’t want to drive at night.”

When Luo Qinghan said this, his eyes wandered to the side and he no longer looked at Lin Yi.

"I'll take a taxi back home at night."

"It will be hard to get a taxi at night after you memorize the answers."

"The make-up exam is next week. I can finish memorizing it in two days. If I finish it early, I will forget it."

Luo Qinghan opened her mouth slightly, wanting to continue finding an excuse, but she couldn't think of any.

Lin Yi thought she would not ask for anything more, so he stood up and prepared to wash the dishes.

But as soon as his butt left the chair, Luo Qinghan shouted at him: "Sit down!"

"what?"

Lin Yi remained half-sitting, looking at Luo Qinghan, whose face was cold, with a question mark in his mind.

Luo Qinghan bit her pink lips and said, not knowing whether she was ashamed or angry: "Why don't you live here? You don't even have to go out! Wouldn't it be more troublesome if you go back?"

Lin Yi blinked his eyes, not knowing what to say: Why are you so angry?

(End of this chapter)