Chapter 24

"Hurry up and order!"
"Do you really know how to cook?"
"Really!"
Cheng Lang very thoughtfully only ordered braised beef ribs. The beef ribs in the sink had been soaking for an hour to remove blood. They just needed to be taken out and braised.
"You're only ordering one dish?" Shuangyun asked.
"Let me see your level."
Shuangyun snorted lightly and took out her phone to search for a recipe. She roughly scanned it twice and said "simple."
Cheng Lang made room for her, but Shuangyun began giving orders: "First help me prepare the meat."
Cheng Lang said: "Aren't you the one cooking?"
Shuangyun spread her hands: "I'm the head chef, I only handle the wok. You're the helper, you prepare the ingredients."
Cheng Lang's mouth curved up, and his body was already moving.
Under Shuangyun's commands, Cheng Lang prepared the meat and ingredients, and they put everything into the braising pot together.
Shuangyun took over the ladle at this point. She turned on music on her phone, played it out loud, then began stirring the water back and forth in the braising pot with the ladle.
The music was playing upbeat pop songs. Shuangyun sang along while doing useless work in the braising pot.
Cheng Lang asked her: "What else do you need me to do?"
Shuangyun turned back and smiled at him: "Come hug me."
Her ponytail swept through the air as she turned, and her smiling mouth never came down.
The singing voice was definitely not perfect, but Shuangyun's voice was full of vibrant charm.
Cheng Lang hugged Shuangyun from behind.
Shuangyun's body also swayed with the music.
She seemed to really enjoy this feeling of pretending to cook. The only thing the meat in the braising pot needed was to be left alone.
But Cheng Lang didn't stop her.
Could she cook? Did that matter?
Did you need to sing and dance while cooking? Cheng Lang had never done this.
In a gap in the music, Shuangyun turned her head and kissed Cheng Lang, then seamlessly continued with the music, singing the next line of lyrics.
Cheng Lang moved closer to Shuangyun, also closer to her fantasy world.
He lowered his head and kissed Shuangyun's neck.
Shuangyun scrunched up her neck, laughing so hard her shoulders shook.
Cheng Lang's arms holding her tightened.
She was wearing a fitted sleeveless top that ended at the upper part of her waist, but the jeans were low-rise, revealing Shuangyun's delicate waist.
His palm didn't go under her top, just rested on the exposed skin of her waist.
Shuangyun got tired of playing and threw the ladle aside, asking Cheng Lang how long to braise.
"Ten minutes after it boils, then change the water and braise for another two hours."
"Ah, cooking is so troublesome!" Shuangyun exclaimed.
"You never cook?" Cheng Lang asked.
Shuangyun laughed: "I only order takeout."
"You can come down to eat in the future." Cheng Lang put the lid on the braising pot.
"What what?" Shuangyun pretended not to hear.
Cheng Lang's mouth curved up and really repeated: "You can come down to eat in the future."
Shuangyun insisted on teasing him: "But you don't get back until 9 or 10 PM. How can I come to your place to eat?"
"I can come back earlier."
"To cook for me?"
Cheng Lang looked at her and said: "Yes."
"I'm going to cry from being moved, Cheng Lang."
Cheng Lang reached out and lightly scratched her nose, smiling very faintly.
Shuangyun was actually somewhat moved in her heart. Someone said they were willing to cook for her every day. But men's words were just for listening. No need to take them too seriously.
She went to look at what other ingredients were in the refrigerator, but Cheng Lang called her name: "Shuangyun Liang."
Shuangyun peeked out from behind the refrigerator door.
Cheng Lang's expression wasn't serious, but his gaze looking at her was very serious.
"I thought last night wasn't a very appropriate occasion, especially since you'd been drinking. So I planned to confirm with you again today."
Shuangyun also stopped her unserious smile.
Cheng Lang paused, then asked her: "You like me?"
Shuangyun nodded.
"You want to be with me?"
Shuangyun nodded.
"Are you serious? Shuangyun Liang."
"Serious."
"Okay," Cheng Lang said, "I just thought you'd been drinking last night, so you might not still feel that way today."
Only then did Shuangyun realize.
It wasn't the same as last night, confirming their relationship. Cheng Lang was giving her a second chance, confirming whether what she'd said after drinking last night still held true today.
He was taking this so seriously that it suddenly made Shuangyun somewhat retreat.
The water in the braising pot had boiled for ten minutes. Cheng Lang poured in a new pot of water and put the beef ribs back in.
Shuangyun stood beside him, now seeming somewhat quiet.
Cheng Lang washed his hands clean, then turned his head and kissed her hair.
Shuangyun's legs went weak.
They'd already confirmed their relationship, and he was still only kissing her hair.
Was there really such an innocent person in this world? Shuangyun's moral bottom line immediately collapsed at this moment.
She liked innocent nerds. Must sleep with, must sleep with, must sleep with!
Shuangyun turned sideways, about to kiss him too, but Cheng Lang turned and walked to the bedroom.
Two minutes later, Cheng Lang returned to the living room.
He was holding a key and an access card, which he placed in front of Shuangyun.