Facing Su Xiyan's meaningful question, Chen Shuo didn't react at all. He also didn't understand the implication behind it. His face was full of surprise as he asked, "Why would I take responsibility? It's not like we really did that, right?"
That? That what?
(O_o)??
The next second, Su Xiyan understood.
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...Too much!
At that moment, the elevator reached Su Xiyan's floor. With a "ding", the doors slowly opened.
Then Su Xiyan's cold, noble lady voice rang out, "Chen Shuo! You're asking for death!"
Afterwards, Chen Shuo's entire body flew out of the elevator like a sack, directly hitting the living room floor.
From the elevator to the living room was over two meters.
Su Xiyan retracted her leg that had been poised in midair. Her expression was normal, as if she hadn't been the one to kick him.
Her stockinged calves were slender and fair, the lines of her firm muscles visible.
Compared to other girls' skinny legs, hers were much more attractive.
So vicious!!
How could such nice legs pack so much force?
Luckily Chen Shuo had his vampire abilities and the body enhancement liquid from the system, otherwise that kick from Su Xiyan would have sent him flying.
As he picked himself up off the floor, Chen Shuo thought back to Su Xiyan's kick.
It had been pretty vicious, but it seemed she hadn't used her full strength.
According to Chen Shuo's estimate, if Su Xiyan had truly been angry and kicked with all her might, he would currently be on his way to see Grandma.
"Hurry up and start cooking. Laziness and slacking off will be punished," said Su Xiyan as she stood over Chen Shuo.
Chen Shuo rubbed his nearly dislocated body. "I'm injured. I'm applying for worker's compensation leave. I can't cook today."
Su Xiyan's brows tightened slightly. "I've told you before, you should be grateful I still have use for you."
"Do you understand?"
Chen Shuo hurriedly responded, "I know, I know!!"
Two minutes later, Chen Shuo had already changed into loose, comfortable house clothes. He grabbed an apron hanging on the wall as he came out of his room, completely looking the part of a househusband chef.
Su Xiyan had also changed into house clothes. Barefoot with slippers, she stood in the kitchen doorway watching Chen Shuo's busy back.
"Chen Shuo, do you really enjoy cooking?"
Chen Shuo was chopping vegetables. His knife rose and fell, cutting the pork belly into evenly sized cubes.
Hearing Su Xiyan's question, he didn't even lift his head.
"In the past, cooking was for survival. Now there might be some interest behind it!"
"As the ancients said, governing a nation is like cooking a small, fresh dish."
Su Xiyan chuckled. "Governing a nation? You're speaking as if you were the emperor."
Chen Shuo's tone held traces of retaliation. "Luckily I'm not the emperor."
"If I were emperor, the first thing I'd do was throw you in the cold palace."
Chen Shuo could feel a frigid killing intent behind him. Luckily his little brain spun quickly. He hurriedly switched topics, "Suzhou summers are too hot! It's nice and cool in the cold palace. You wouldn't get hot."
Su Xiyan: "......"
Cold sweat beaded on Chen Shuo's forehead. Luckily Su Xiyan didn't retort or get angry, so he escaped disaster.
Why couldn't he fix his loose tongue?
A moment's pleasure from Loose Lips sinks ships.
Chen Shuo felt that living with Su Xiyan was like dancing barefoot on a knife's edge, constantly testing the dangerous boundaries.
Strangely, Su Xiyan didn't seem to get angry as easily now.
If this had happened before, Chen Shuo's skin would have already been flayed countless times.
Chen Shuo had already started steaming the fish. The braised pork was also simmering in the pot.
He started another pot, preparing to pan fry a few tea eggs, then make a mushroom soup with the mushrooms.
Su Xiyan suddenly felt an urge to try cooking with her own hands.
"Pan frying eggs, huh? I'll do it."
True to her decisive, efficient personality that never dragged things out, Su Xiyan was already standing in front of the frying pan after she finished speaking.
Chen Shuo looked at her doubtfully. "What? You're going to cook? You know how to fry eggs?"
Su Xiyan refuted, "What? You don't think I can do it?"
Chen Shuo handed her the eggs. "Then try it."
Just as Su Xiyan was about to crack the eggs, Chen Shuo called for her to wait. "Hold on."
"You should roll up your sleeves first. Looking at you now, you don't seem like someone who cooks."
Chen Shuo pinched Su Xiyan's sleeve and rolled it up several times.
His actions were gentle and careful, afraid to hurt her.
Luckily the house clothes were pretty loose, and Su Xiyan's arms were slender. Rolling up her sleeves was effortless.
After Su Xiyan put oil in the pan, she cracked the eggs on the edge of a bowl. The yolk fell into the hot pan with a "chi la" sound. The hot oil and egg instantly fused, giving off an appetite inducing aroma.
Watching the tea egg take shape, Su Xiyan's eyes shone with a sense of accomplishment.
Chen Shuo looked at her with some admiration. "I didn't expect you to really know how to fry eggs. Do you know any other dishes? In the future, I won't have to do all the cooking alone."
Su Xiyan retorted, "Just because I can cook doesn't mean I will."
After speaking, Su Xiyan used the water-laden spatula to flip the tea eggs.
"You can't do that. The oil will splatter!"
Chen Shuo's reminder came too late. As Su Xiyan's wet spatula made contact with the hot pan, the boiling oil instantly exploded outwards.
Almost on instinct, Chen Shuo grabbed a lid in one hand to cover the splattering pan. His other hand circled Su Xiyan's slender waist, pushing her back two steps. His body shielded her from the frying pan.
In an instant, all noise in the kitchen seemed to disappear.
All that was left was the sound of their hearts beating rapidly.
Chen Shuo hadn't expected to grab Su Xiyan's slender waist.
Her waist was truly too soft, weak and boneless, exuding a warm, fragrant aura.
Before Chen Shuo could react, he suddenly had an extra person in his arms.
Su Xiyan was enclosed by Chen Shuo's embrace, his strong arm around her waist.
Their gazes instantly met.
Chen Shuo only felt his face grow hot.
Damn!
Shouldn't it be the girl who shyly blushes?
How come Su Xiyan's fair, delicate face showed no trace of red?
She wasn't blushing at all!
Then why was he blushing??
Chen Shuo hurriedly released Su Xiyan and turned his face away, pretending to clean up the specks of oil that had splashed out.
He prayed inwardly that Su Xiyan hadn't seen his burning hot face just now.
Chen Shuo could only hope his prayers wouldn't be in vain.
Su Xiyan stood with her arms crossed, back straight, smiling as she watched Chen Shuo's flustered, uneasy back.
Silhouetted against the light, even his ears were bright red.
Little puppy, you're pretty fun!
Su Xiyan decided to tease Chen Shuo a bit.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
ver to a world of cultivation and returned invincible. Modern medicine is child's play compared to elixirs; technological might crumbles before true cultivation. My name is Qin Ning, Earth's sole cultivator!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
