bayedsolid Chapter 495 The Love and Career of a Beautiful Writer 33
Chapter 495 The Love and Career of a Beautiful Writer 33
Sui Si tilted her head and rested it on Jun Sui's chest, her fingertips poking at the buttons on the other's chest intermittently. Her pajamas hung loosely on her shoulders, revealing half of her fair neck.
Jun Sui looked down at the person in his arms, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily. He reached out and tucked Sui Si's stray hairs behind his ear, his fingertips inadvertently brushing against Sui Si's reddened earlobe.
"Ah Sui, what do you say..."
Sui Si suddenly raised his head, his eyelashes casting small shadows under his eyes.
"Wait a minute, why haven't Ayu and Li Que come to urge us?"
At this time on ordinary days, Ran Cang's loud voice would have already echoed throughout the entire building, calling them downstairs for dinner in various ways.
Jun Sui paused, his eyes filled with doubt: "Yeah, those two... usually at this time, Li Que would probably have been banging his fist on the table like crazy."
He glanced down at his watch, then at the thick, inky night outside the window, and his brow furrowed slightly.
Sui Si propped herself up, her pajamas slipping down her arms and revealing large areas of skin.
He reached for his phone on the bedside table, and the moment the screen lit up, the blinding light made him squint.
"Good heavens, it's completely dark! It's so late!" He turned to look at Jun Sui, his eyes full of surprise.
The two looked at each other and simultaneously rolled out of bed.
Jun casually picked up the shirt beside him, buttoning it as he walked towards Sui Si, reaching out to straighten the crooked collar of his pajamas, his fingertips inadvertently tracing the red mark on Sui Si's collarbone:
"Be careful of catching a cold."
Before he could finish speaking, Sui Si had already reached out and hooked his neck, giving him a light peck on the lips:
"It wasn't someone, last night..."
A hint of a smile flashed in Jun Sui's eyes as he reached out and pinched Sui Si's cheek: "Still settling accounts now?"
As she spoke, she lowered her head and kissed his forehead. "Go wash up and see what those two kids are up to all day."
In the bathroom, the mirror was quickly covered with a layer of white mist from the heat.
As Sui Si squeezed toothpaste, Jun's attendant wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, resting his chin on Sui Si's shoulder.
"Do you want me to help you?"
As she spoke, she reached out and took the toothbrush, gently brushing his teeth for him.
Sui Si protested indistinctly, yet allowed Jun Sui to manipulate her, their warm breaths mingling, filling the air with an ambiguous atmosphere.
As she went downstairs, Sui Si was still adjusting her collar, trying to cover the marks on her neck.
Jun Sui followed behind, a triumphant smile in her eyes, and occasionally reached out to smooth out the wrinkles for him.
As soon as I reached the kitchen door, a smell of burnt bits and strange spices hit me.
As they went downstairs, Jun Sui's palm naturally rested on Sui Si's lower back, his fingertips gently stroking through the thin knitted sweater, as if trying to transfer his body heat to her.
Sui Si tilted his head slightly, his amber eyes reflecting the warm yellow light of the wall lamp, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
He reached out and hooked Jun Sui's fingers, which were hanging by his side, and gently shook them, his voice carrying a hint of coquetry:
"Ah Sui, what do you think Ah Yu and the others will make for dinner today? I'm starving!"
Jun Sui looked down at him, her eyes full of doting affection, and casually put her other hand around his shoulder, pulling him closer to her.
"I do not know either.
Perhaps it's your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs, or a delicious steamed fish?
As she spoke, she couldn't help but place a gentle kiss on the top of his head, the fresh scent of jasmine lingering in his hair.
Sui Si closed his eyes, enjoying the intimacy, and the smile on his lips became even more pronounced:
"I wish it were true. But I like anything that Ayu makes."
Even so, their stomachs rumbled at the most inopportune moment, making them both burst out laughing.
As you turn the corner of the stairs, a strange smell, a mixture of burnt and spice, hits you.
The two slowly moved forward, and the scene before them completely stunned them.
On the kitchen table, a whole chicken was soaking in a huge ceramic basin, with a few wilted cilantro sprigs stuck in its body, like a few defeated flags, drooping listlessly.
The star anise floated on the surface, the sauce was a dark and somewhat frightening color, and every now and then a few small bubbles would rise up and make a "bubbling" sound, as if telling the story of the "extraordinary" birth process of this dish.
Sui Si abruptly stopped, her toes almost touching Jun Sui's slippers. She froze on the spot, her eyes wide, her jaw nearly dropping to the ground, and a string of trembling questions escaped her lips:
"??? What... what's going on here?"
Jun Sui's Adam's apple bobbed, and a deep, meaningful murmur escaped his throat. His fingers tightened unconsciously.
He pulled Sui Si closer to his chest, as if that would allow him to escape the strange "delicious" attack.
He looked down at Sui Si, and in the instant their eyes met, they saw the exact same shock and confusion in each other's eyes.
Ran Cang, wearing an apron with a cartoon chef pattern, had flour on her nose and was squatting on the ground muttering to herself while looking at her phone.
"That's not right, the tutorial clearly says this..."
Hearing the noise, she immediately jumped up, her face beaming with a bright smile, her eyes sparkling, and excitedly greeted them:
"Brother, brother-in-law, you've come at the perfect time! Li Que and I are just finishing up, and we'll be able to eat soon!"
Sui Si opened his mouth, then closed it again, repeating this several times before finally managing to squeeze out a sentence:
"Okay... okay."
His voice was dry and strained, carrying a clear sense of uncertainty.
He glanced at Jun Sui and noticed that the other man's lips twitched uncontrollably a few times, his expression as if he was trying hard to maintain a polite smile.
Jun Sui's gaze shifted back and forth between the pot of chicken and the dyed green leaves, silently considering how to start the conversation.
Finally, he tentatively asked, "Ayu, do you need any help?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted them. After all, given the situation, going in to help might escalate the "disaster."
Ran Cang, however, was completely oblivious to the strange behavior between the two and waved enthusiastically:
"No need, no need! Just wait for the feast!"
Li Que and I spent a long time learning this new dish today; we guarantee it will surprise and delight you!
After saying that, he rushed into the kitchen, where a series of clattering and banging noises soon followed, accompanied by Li Que's exclamation:
"Careful! Be careful not to spill!"
Jun Sui shook his head helplessly, gently stroking the stray hairs on the back of Sui Si's neck with his fingertips, a gesture as if to soothe a cat with its fur standing on end.
As he led Sui Si to the dining table, he deliberately slowed his pace. Catching a glimpse of the dejected look on the person in his arms, he couldn't resist hooking his little finger around the other's and gently shaking it.
"Poor thing, walk faster, I'm afraid someone's stomach is about to start protesting."
Sui Si gave a muffled groan, but obediently quickened his pace.
As soon as he sat down, he nestled into Jun Sui's arms like a lazy cat, nuzzling his head against his shoulder, the jasmine scent in his hair mingling with a hint of grievance:
"Ah Sui, I feel like we're going to be on the verge of death tonight."
As he spoke, he reached out and poked the button on Jun Sui's chest, speaking cautiously as if afraid someone would hear him.
"Last time, Ayu's fried rice had eggshells in it, this time..."
Jun Sui chuckled softly, wrapped his arms around Sui Si's waist, and pulled him even closer to his embrace.
She gently poked his soft side with her fingertip and teased him:
"What are you afraid of? With me here, even if it's 'disastrous cuisine,' I'll protect you first."
Jun Sui deliberately lowered his voice as well, "At worst, I'll cook you a bowl of dumplings after they're asleep?"
Sui Si raised his head, a cunning glint in his amber eyes, and reached out to hook Jun Sui's collar and gently tug at it:
"That's what you said."
As the two were joking around, a cheerful humming came from the kitchen.
Ran Cang, wearing a crooked apron, came out carrying a white porcelain plate.
A few drops of brown sauce still clung to the edge of the porcelain plate, swaying gently with her steps.
Sui Si and Jun Sui sat up straight at the same time, their eyes fixed on the porcelain plate.
On the plate, a few wilted cabbage leaves lay forlornly, their edges curled into strange shapes, covered with a layer of sauce whose ingredients were unrecognizable, glistening with an eerie sheen, and occasionally bubbling up tiny bubbles.