Chapter 442. Wen Yang
Because of his birthday, Wen Yang finished his part-time job early today.
As he exited through the back door of the bus, he rubbed his aching shoulders, using his hands to freshen up his tired face and replace that fatigue with a gentle smile.
He didn’t want to bring any negative emotions from the outside to Ning Chu.
Even though the colleagues he encountered during his part-time job treated him well enough, work was still work, especially having to deal with girls throwing themselves at him, leaving him exhausted both physically and mentally.
Fortunately, he made quite a bit of money today.
Thinking about his little demoness waiting for him back at the rental apartment, his spirits lifted considerably.
Guess what kind of gift Ning Chu would give him for his birthday today~
It must be something very characteristic of a succubus… maybe when he opens the door, he will see the freshly cleaned little demoness wearing that mortifying lewd maid outfit, shaking her heart-shaped tail and inviting him with her rear.
Passing by a snack stand at the village entrance, Wen Yang casually bought some grilled squid; recently, Ning Chu had quite the obsession with tentacled creatures and wanted to eat squid and octopus at every meal.
He also bought a 200ml bottle of soda for Ning Chu, along with the mop he had previously mentioned.
Carrying a bunch of items, Wen Yang hurried into the apartment corridor, his mind filled with fantasies of the little demoness blushing and striking a pose for him.
With a warm and gentle smile already on his face, he unconsciously quickened his steps.
He felt that the happiest thing in the world was probably coming home after a day’s work, thinking about his little wife eagerly waiting for his return.
Unfortunately, it was just a rental apartment, not a real home.
Someday…
Arriving in front of the apartment door, Wen Yang paused, leaning in to listen to the sounds inside.
It was a loud clatter, almost like a battle was underway.
A bit taken aback, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.
“Coming, coming!”
Hearing that energetic voice, his smile became even warmer, and as the door opened, he was greeted not by the scantily clad costume he had imagined, but rather Ning Chu wearing an apron at her waist, holding a big kitchen knife high in the air, which was quite a shocking sight.
“You’re back so early?”
Ning Chu casually placed the knife aside, leaned in closer to take the things from Wen Yang’s hands, and then proactively helped him remove his heavy coat, chattering away non-stop.
“I’m trying to cook! I set up a folding table by the window and even put up some wallpaper on the wall, so it wouldn’t get covered in oil.”
“Luckily, Lily and Xin Ya helped me out, or I wouldn’t have finished by this afternoon~”
“They even accompanied me to buy groceries and taught me how to choose them.”
“Let’s give it a try today; in the future, if I have time on weekends, I can cook for you…”
Wen Yang listened, dazed, but was pulled by Ning Chu’s hand, leading him further into the room.
A strange feeling began to swell in his chest…
He was brought to the coffee table, and when he lowered his head, he saw three dishes laid out that were completely lacking in color and fragrance.
Ning Chu looked a bit embarrassed, lowering her head to fiddle with her nails: “I followed the recipe exactly, but it didn’t turn out very good looking. I was thinking it would be impressive to make a whole table of beautiful dishes for your birthday… but the taste should be okay! Try it?”
She shoved chopsticks into Wen Yang’s hands, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
“This fried fish…”
“It’s sweet and sour carp! Not fried fish!” She corrected Wen Yang seriously, “This is a big dish in Shandong cuisine! A must-have for wedding banquets!”
“…”
To be honest, it really didn’t look like sweet and sour carp, at most it could be considered sweet and sour fish chunks.
Wen Yang picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks, dipped it in ketchup, and put it in his mouth, suddenly his eyes lit up, giving a thumbs up: “Surprisingly delicious!”
“Really? Is it that exaggerated?”
“Really!”
“I think it’s pretty average… my mom’s cooking is better.”
After all, with how it looked, he’d be lucky if it was cooked through, but surprisingly it tasted like a home-cooked meal, isn’t that unexpected? It could even compare to cafeteria food.
“Then you aren’t allowed to eat it! There are still two dishes not finished yet!”
Ning Chu was overjoyed, rushing eagerly to the electromagnetic stove by the window, then returning with small steps, holding the kitchen knife.
“Be careful, or I…”
“You just sit there! Today you’re the birthday star! I made you longevity noodles!”
“Longevity noodles?”
“In my customs, we boil dragon whisker noodles with eggs on birthdays, meaning longevity. Don’t you have that custom over there?” she said animatedly, sitting at the table with the electromagnetic stove and a small rice cooker underneath, “I also simmered some pork bone soup; when the longevity noodles are poured over the bone soup, it’ll definitely taste incredible!”
She dropped the noodles into the pot, then stared at her phone anxiously, carefully following the online tutorial, meticulously adding seasonings to the bone soup, taking a tiny taste each time, fearful that the flavor would be too weak or too strong.
No wonder the taste wasn’t bad.
The real worry was that she would fill up before finishing the meal.
Wen Yang watched Ning Chu’s clumsy demeanor, that strange emotion swelling in his chest made his gaze even softer.
He suddenly realized he already had a home, as long as Ning Chu was there.
There was a knock on the door.
“Wen Yang, go get that! It should be the cake I ordered!”
“The cake?”
“Yep, there are quite a few cake shops near the school! I personally chose it!”
Wen Yang stood up and opened the door, and indeed, there was a delivery person with a cake outside.
Taking the cake, he politely replied, “Thank you.”
The delivery girl blushed and covered her face as she walked away.
Wen Yang couldn’t help but chuckle as he closed the door with the cake box in hand.
Ning Chu peered over eagerly: “I bought a little cake, you must be a sheep, right? I had the boss add a pair of horns on the cake~ just like my own!”
“Shall we take a look?”
She asked with a beaming smile.
Wen Yang nodded, carefully untying the ribbon on the cake box, solemnly opening it.
But the sight of the cake box’s mess left both of them speechless.
All that remained was a round cake base, and the outer layer of cream and fruit was smeared all over the box, barely showing any shape.
“How did it end up like this!” Ning Chu’s voice was sharply high-pitched, she began frantically searching for her phone, “I’m calling the boss! Where’s my phone!”
“Probably got jostled a bit on the way, the weather’s been rainy lately.”
She huffed, demanding an explanation: “At the very least, the boss should refund me! How can we eat this mess! Where’s my phone!”
Wen Yang looked at her tightly-held phone, while she was darting around the room like a headless chicken, he couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
Is the little demoness’s brain overloaded?
“What are you laughing at! Where’s my phone!”
“Take a look at the time; the noodles won’t end up overcooked, will they?”
“The noodles!”
Ning Chu jolted as she hurriedly glanced at her phone timer, darting to the electromagnetic stove, carefully using the chopsticks to scoop the noodles out for rinsing, muttering angrily: “Where did my phone go…”
As she casually placed her phone on the table, she suddenly paused, realizing she was still holding it!
Then she looked at Wen Yang, who was finally unable to contain his laughter, and her face turned a bright red, followed by a flustered, angry glare at him.
And then Wen Yang laughed even louder.
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