bayedsolid Chapter 331 Men are inferior to male ghosts
Chapter 331 Men are inferior to male ghosts
“Well…” Mo Yilan hesitated, “If you’re hungry, I can cook for you.”
Jiang Baishen was very surprised, he didn't expect her to take the initiative to care about him.
It seems that his mother's actions today had a positive effect.
Jiang Baishen originally wanted to refuse, not wanting her to go through all that trouble for him, but he simply couldn't bring himself to refuse her rare initiative.
His Adam's apple bobbed. "Is that alright?"
Mo Yilan gave a shy "Mmm" and ran into the kitchen with her head down.
But she regretted it as soon as she entered the kitchen.
She slapped her forehead.
Ugh! What's wrong with her? She might as well just order food!
How can her cooking skills be shown to anyone?
But he had cooked for her so many times, and at that moment she wanted to cook for him herself.
I acted impulsively...
After thinking for a moment, she reluctantly took out a bag of pasta, boiled water and put it in, then took a packet of pre-made pasta seasoning and heated it in the microwave.
When I was little, my nanny only taught me how to cook plain noodles, saying it was the simplest way and that once I learned it, I would never starve.
But actually, it's also because the wet nurse herself was very good at cooking... she just wouldn't admit it, which resulted in all the children in the orphanage being experts at making plain noodles.
Mo Yilan was later adopted and sent abroad to study. During that time, she got used to eating pasta, so she bought a lot of pasta seasoning and kept it at home so she could cook it whenever she was hungry.
"Let me help," Jiang Baishen suddenly said, walking over to them.
Mo Yilan was startled and immediately rushed over, spreading her arms to block his way. "No!"
Jiang Baishen was puzzled by her nervous expression.
"Why? Are you poisoning me?"
Mo Yilan choked, and said irritably, "Where would I get poison for you to use?"
Jiang Baishen raised the corners of his mouth, "Love Poison."
Mo Yilan couldn't help but roll her eyes. "You're so frivolous."
Hearing the splashing water, Mo Yilan didn't have time to banter with him anymore, habitually displaying her leader-like demeanor.
"Go sit down and wait, and don't argue."
Jiang Bai looked at her with doting eyes, "Okay, as you wish."
Seeing how obedient he was, Mo Yilan couldn't help but smile with a pleasant curve as she turned her back.
Once the noodles were cooked, she arranged them on a plate with great care and added two mint leaves.
Whatever, let's just leave it at that.
"Here you are," Mo Yilan placed the noodles on the table. They looked quite appetizing, and she was quite satisfied.
This packet of seasoning was originally bought at a four-star hotel. It would cost over a hundred yuan to eat there. It's nothing to the wealthy, but it's still a very expensive meal for ordinary people.
Mo Yilan thought to herself that if he dared to complain, she would never make noodles for him again.
Jiang Baishen, however, showed no interest in commenting whatsoever, and could be described as enjoying his meal with utmost reverence.
"It's delicious."
He spoke with complete sincerity, showing no sign of reluctance or perfunctoriness.
Upon hearing this, Mo Yilan felt a flutter in her heart, yet also a little guilty.
Sometimes, you can only appreciate the difference by comparing things.
Although she had used all her skills, she had only made the most expensive pasta dish in the house, and she didn't even know his dietary restrictions.
It turns out that cooking for someone is not just about cooking, but he did it very well for her.
Watching him gently swirl the small bowl of noodles with his fork, wipe away the excess sauce, and then put it in his mouth, his jaw moved slightly as he chewed, without making a sound. His lips were so clean that not a single drop of sauce touched them. The way he raised his hand to wipe his lips was also gentle and graceful. He exuded the noble elegance cultivated by a prestigious family.
The scene was so pleasing to the eye that Mo Yilan was momentarily mesmerized.
After Jiang Baishen finished eating and put down his utensils, he looked up and met that dazed gaze again. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, enjoying this gaze that was uniquely his.
Mo Yilan was startled and quickly looked away as if fleeing, her face flushed red with embarrassment. She instinctively tried to grab her neck to ease the awkwardness.
Only when he grabbed it did he realize that he was still wearing that expensive emerald necklace around his neck.
She was surprised for a moment, then quickly reached out and picked it.
"This is too valuable! You should take it back to your aunt..."
Jiang Baishen was taken aback, then shrugged, "It was given to my future daughter-in-law by my mother, I can't make that decision."
Mo Yilan paused, her face flushing even more, and shoved the necklace into his hand.
"You...stop talking nonsense..."
Jiang Baishen smiled gently, then looked at the necklace in his hand, stood up, and put the necklace back into the original box.
Then he went back and started clearing away the plates.
"Go pay it back yourself, or my mom won't recognize me anymore."
Mo Yilan looked confused. "Why?"
Jiang Baishen sighed dramatically, picked up his plate with a hurt expression, and walked towards the sink.
"Because I lost her daughter-in-law."
Mo Yilan choked. What was with all this talk about daughter-in-law? It was as if he was really going to marry her.
She turned her head angrily to look at the man's back. She saw him standing in front of the sink, head down, washing the dishes carefully. The water was running gently, and the way he flicked his wrist revealed a touch of domestic warmth. For a moment, he really looked just like an ordinary husband who was with her every day.
Mo Yilan felt her heart pounding loudly.
After tidying up, Jiang Baishen glanced around, noting what was missing from her home. He silently noted it down, then picked up his coat and a set of tableware for delivering meals. Although he was somewhat reluctant, he still tactfully didn't want to bother her any further.
"Well... I'll be going now."
Upon hearing this, Mo Yilan felt a little depressed.
Didn't you say you liked her? Shouldn't someone who likes her want to seize every opportunity to be with her?
He'd been wanting to leave since we got downstairs, and I haven't even told him to leave yet, but he's already so eager to go...
I was already busy with work every day, so we didn't have much time to meet. He was in a hurry to leave during this precious free time.
This isn't liking someone!
"Oh, you can go now."
Mo Yilan said sullenly, then ignored him and turned to get her laptop to work overtime.
Jiang Baishen felt a pang of panic when he saw that she seemed to have suddenly gotten angry, and he quickly tried to recall what he had done wrong.
No...no...
Why is she angry?
He had no idea; even she herself didn't know.
Mo Yilan plopped down on the sofa with her laptop in her arms, feeling increasingly depressed.
Suddenly I feel a little envious of Xiao Leng. Her boyfriend is always by her side, and his heart and eyes are only for her...
I was worried for her that humans and ghosts were incompatible, but now it seems they are not incompatible at all. She exists specifically for Xiao Leng. The human heart is the most unpredictable thing. This world is full of desires, and true feelings are rare, not to mention that true feelings can change in an instant...
Sigh, men are even worse than male ghosts~