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"Alrighty, do yours need washing too?" Shen Yixue asked with a silly smile.

Su Yang gave a slightly speechless smile. "What do you think?"

"I guess so. I don't mind washing your clothes, but your under..."

Su Yang interrupted her, "I never said I wanted you to wash them. Panpan will do it for me."

"Alright, stop nagging and hurry up. Just wash your own," Pan Ning said, pulling Shen Yixue away.

Su Yang shook his head with a smile and started preparing the fire.

He brought over the charcoal that came free with the grill, took some out, and spent a couple of minutes getting the fire going.

Then he checked his watch. The fish needed some time to marinate, and it wasn't quite ready yet.

He pulled out a cigarette and lit it. "Might as well have a smoke and take a break."

After finishing his cigarette and playing on his phone for a few minutes, Su Yang got up, went into the kitchen, took out the fish, secured it in a grilling basket, and brought it over to the charcoal fire to start roasting.

After he had been grilling for a while, the two girls finished washing and hanging up their clothes.

They curiously came out to the terrace to watch.

"Wow!! Smells so good!!" Shen Yixue swallowed hard and smiled with a face full of anticipation. She looked genuinely hungry.

"How long does it need to cook?" Pan Ning asked.

"It's still early. At least forty minutes."

"Alright then."

"Oh, right, turn on the TV and connect the Bluetooth to play some music. Otherwise, it's too boring."

Pan Ning rolled her eyes at him. "You need music just to grill a fish?"

"Absolutely. With a little musical enhancement, the fish will taste even better."

"Really? I'll go put some on then," Shen Yixue said, walking into the living room.

But after just two steps, she turned back around. "I just remembered that Panpan and I both got our phones ruined by the water. We can't play any music."

"My phone is fine, use mine. But the TV itself can play music anyway."

"Oh, right. Wait a sec." Shen Yixue went into the living room again.

Soon, a melodious tune slowly began to play.

The corners of Su Yang's mouth curled into a smile. "Hey!! Now that's what I'm talking about. The vibe is here."

The evening breeze after the rain still carried a bit of a chill.

Pan Ning turned to Su Yang and asked, "Aren't you cold being shirtless?"

"Not at all! I'm actually a bit hot. If you guys are cold, don't just stand out here. Hurry back inside."

"Okay." The two of them turned around, went into the living room, and sat down on the sofa to chat.

Su Yang hummed a little tune to himself, leisurely keeping an eye on the grilled fish.

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On the sofa, Shen Yixue kept turning her head to look at Su Yang grilling the fish.

Due to the placement of the grill and where Su Yang was standing, she could only see his profile.

But this actually highlighted his physique even more.

From this angle, she had a perfect view of Su Yang's handsome, chiseled side profile, as well as the firm lines of his arms and his flawless chest and abs.

"He's so handsome!" Shen Yixue said, leaning against the edge of the sofa with hearts in her eyes.

Hearing her, Pan Ning tilted her head to look at her, then glanced at Su Yang, who was grilling the fish, and smiled. "Is he?"

"Yes! So manly!" Shen Yixue blurted out.

But as soon as the words left her mouth, she felt it was a bit inappropriate. She hastily turned her head and gave an awkward smile. "Uh... I'm just purely admiring a handsome guy!"

"It's fine, look all you want."

"You... aren't mad?"

Pan Ning said nonchalantly, "What's the big deal? It's not like looking is going to make him lose a piece of flesh."

"Besides, men like looking at beautiful women, and women like looking at handsome men. Isn't that just the natural order of things? It's fine, if you like looking, then look. They say it even prolongs your life."

Shen Yixue scratched her head and gave a goofy smile. "True that. I'm going to keep looking then."

"Go ahead."

Having received Pan Ning's permission, Shen Yixue turned back around, leaned on the sofa, and stared at Su Yang.

Pan Ning smiled helplessly. Since her phone was broken, she had to settle for picking up a packaging bag from the table to read.

......

Over thirty minutes later, the aroma of the grilled fish grew even stronger.

The night breeze carried the scent of the fish into the living room and right into the two girls' noses.

"Oh my gosh, it smells so good!! I can hardly stand it!"

"Don't rush, it probably needs a little more time."

"So hungry, so hungry."

Out on the terrace, Su Yang flipped the fish back and forth. By now, the fish in the basket was roasted to a golden brown and sizzling with oil. Even he was getting hungry looking at it.

"This is absolutely going to be delicious!!"

"Oh right, I haven't made the side dishes yet," Su Yang said, turning to look toward the living room.

"Panpan, come here for a sec."

"Okay." Pan Ning got up and went out to the terrace. "What's up?"

"Keep an eye on the fish for me. Flip it every thirty seconds. It's exactly nine-thirty right now. Keep grilling it until nine-forty, then bring it into the kitchen. I'm going to stir-fry the side dishes."

"Sure."

"Remember, every thirty seconds. Not a second more, not a second less. My phone is right here, keep an eye on the time."

"Does it really need to be that precise?"

"It does."

"Alright, alright, got it. Hurry up and go."

"Okay." Su Yang handed the fish over to Pan Ning and quickly rushed into the kitchen to cook the sides.

Seeing this, Shen Yixue got up and walked out to the terrace to help Pan Ning.

Meanwhile, Su Yang busied himself in the kitchen.

Twenty minutes later, he had stir-fried a whole basin of side dishes, and Pan Ning brought the finished grilled fish into the kitchen.

Su Yang found a large iron platter and placed the fish on it first, then lifted the basin of side dishes and poured the fragrant mix all over the grilled fish.

"Wow, that smells incredible." Shen Yixue stood to the side, gulping down saliva.

Su Yang picked up the platter and smiled. "It's ready. Let's go."

The three of them walked out of the kitchen and into the dining room. Su Yang placed the iron platter on a portable stove he had prepared earlier.

Even though the fish and the vegetables were already fully cooked and ready to eat, this style of grilled fish was like hotpot—it had to be kept over a fire to maintain the temperature, simmering as you ate to taste its best.

After setting it down, Shen Yixue went to serve the rice, and Pan Ning went to the fridge to grab some ice-cold beers.

With everything in place, the three of them sat around the dining table and dug in.

Shen Yixue couldn't wait any longer. She quickly grabbed a piece of fish with her chopsticks and popped it into her mouth.

Before she even chewed twice, her eyes instantly widened.

Grilled fish was already a heavily seasoned and richly flavored dish, but with the enhancement of his God of Cooking skills, a burst of unprecedented deliciousness instantly flooded her mouth.

"Holy crap!!" Shen Yixue put down her bowl and chopsticks, stood up, and couldn't help but swear.

"Su Yang!! Are you a god!!? This... this, this, this is way too delicious!!! Unbeatably delicious!!"

Su Yang, who was pouring the beer, was startled by her outburst. He looked up and said, "Don't get so worked up, sit down."

Shen Yixue kept shaking her head and clapping her hands. "I swear, this is the best grilled fish I have ever eaten in my entire life!"

Su Yang reached out and pulled Shen Yixue back down into her seat. "Stop flattering me and just eat."

"Okay, okay, okay. This little fish is going entirely into my stomach tonight!!" she declared, picking up her bowl and chopsticks to go to town on it.

Su Yang and Pan Ning looked at each other and smiled.

"Eat slower, no one is fighting you for it!" Pan Ning rolled her eyes at Shen Yixue.

"I can't slow down even a little bit, it's too good!"

Su Yang handed the poured beers to the two of them. "Let's toast first."

"Cheers."

The three clinked their glasses and tilted their heads back, downing their drinks.

After finishing her drink, Shen Yixue hurriedly set her glass down and went right back to grabbing food. Su Yang and Pan Ning followed suit and started eating as well.

Music continued to play from the TV, and a cool night breeze occasionally drifted into the room. Although the little courtyard's decor couldn't compare to a luxury villa, it had a unique charm of its own.

Not to mention, he had two stunning beauties wrapped in bath towels sitting right beside him, sharing a mouthwatering meal of grilled fish.

This life was simply absolute perfection!!

......

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