Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Seeing that An Rao was silent, Bo Xiao did not force her. “Forget it, go up.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Xiao reached out to help An Rao unbuckle her seatbelt. “Hiss.” Bo Xiao’s arm suddenly trembled and he frowned.
“What’s wrong?” An Rao was about to get out of the car but sat back down and asked.
“It’s nothing.” Bo Xiao rolled up his sleeves a little, revealing a bandaged arm.
“This?”
“Those pirates were a little difficult to deal with last time. It’s nothing, just a small injury.” Bo Xiao waved his hand and looked indifferent, but his brows were furrowed as if he was enduring the pain.
An Rao suddenly felt a strange sense of guilt. After she returned to China, Xia Wanyuan had told her that with Bo Xiao’s level, he shouldn’t have participated in such a rescue. To a large extent, Bo Xiao was there to save her.
“Why don’t you go upstairs and have some tea before leaving?” An Rao looked at Bo Xiao’s arm.
“Alright, I’m a little tired from driving.” Bo Xiao got out of the car and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
As someone who had never watched military news, An Rao naturally did not know that the rescue mission this time was highly praised by the officials because of “zero casualties and zero losses”.
He swaggered into the apartment with An Rao. Bo Xiao looked at An Rao’s house. It was unexpectedly simple and he could see many traces of the owner’s life.
“What do you want to drink? Tea or beverage?” Before Bo Xiao could reply, An Rao had already walked away. “You’re injured, so you should drink tea.”
The corners of Bo Xiao’s lips curled up. He stepped forward and looked at An Rao’s fridge. It was actually stuffed full of fruits and vegetables. It did not look like An Rao’s fridge.
“What’s wrong?” An Rao walked over and saw Bo Xiao staring at his fridge. “Are you hungry? There’s chocolate in the fridge. Do you want it?”
“I don’t want to eat chocolate. It’s noon. It’s time to eat, right?” Bo Xiao’s eyes clearly said that she had to keep him for lunch.
…” An Rao was speechless. This person really knew how to climb up the pole. He had agreed to drink a glass of water, but now he wanted to freeload.
“Order takeout.” An Rao handed the teacup to Bo Xiao and prepared to call the takeout shop.
“I’m not eating takeout. You make it.”
“???? Bo Xiao, are you crazy?” An Rao was furious. Is this person ordering me around like a nanny?
“Then it’s okay, I’ll cook,” Bo Xiao said as he took out the vegetables and meat from the fridge. Because his arm was injured, his hand trembled a little when he took the meat.
As she watched Bo Xiao bring a pile of food into the kitchen, the tap was running. An Rao gritted her teeth.
Thinking of the handsome figure that walked over in despair that day,
An Rao had to think for a long time before she could barely use the image of her savior to cover the image of Bo Xiao, who was now like a master.
“Just treat it as repayment!” After An Rao finished her thoughts, she thought of Bo Xiao’s arm and walked into the kitchen. “Hey, don’t do it anymore. Let me do it.”
Then, she saw Bo Xiao sitting calmly on the kitchen chair. The tap was open and water was flowing.
“Dog man, you lied to me again!” It turned out that this person had expected her to be soft-hearted and had specially waited for her here!
Bo Xiao’s fox-like eyes curved up. “I’ve already taken out the things. If you don’t do it, I’ll do it myself.” With that, he wanted to get up.
An Rao rolled her eyes in her heart and practically shouted at Bo Xiao, “Sit!”
Bo Xiao smiled and sat back on the chair. He watched as An Rao put on her apron and began to busy herself.
The impression An Rao had in front of others was that she looked like a flirtatious slut who would scam her sugar daddy of hundreds of thousands of dollars.
However, in fact, An Rao’s food was quite good. It was just that her manager was usually strict. Other than salads, she only ate salads every day and was too lazy to spend time cooking.
Bo Xiao looked at An Rao, who was chopping vegetables with her head lowered. The setting sun shone through the window and blurred her figure.
Bo Xiao seemed to have returned to when he was very young.
He lived with his mother. When his mother was in a normal state of mind, she would make some delicious food for him.
At that time, the little him was squatting in the kitchen, enjoying the gentleness that his mother occasionally showed.
Ever since he was five years old, this situation had never happened again. There was only constant hysteria and roaring, as well as her endless tearing and arguing with Bo Qing.
However, the image of his mother occasionally cooking for him in the setting sun had become the deepest definition of warmth in his heart.
After cutting the vegetables, An Rao turned around and saw Bo Xiao’s gaze. “What’s wrong?” An Rao waved at Bo Xiao.
“It’s nothing.” The figure in his memory suddenly dissipated. An Rao’s bright face was in front of him. Bo Xiao smiled and stood up. “What do you need me to do?”
“Isn’t your hand injured? Go and rest.” An Rao was afraid that Bo Xiao would hurt his hand and still lean on her.
As if seeing through An Rao’s thoughts, Bo Xiao’s eyes had a smile. “I know how to cook. I’ll do it in the future.”
With that, Bo Xiao went to the living room, leaving An Rao standing there with her heart pounding.
What did this man mean?
An Rao finished cooking with mixed feelings. “It’s time to eat.”
An Rao shouted towards the living room and suddenly felt a little strange. Why did it look so much like how my parents interacted?
“Coming.” Bo Xiao threw down his phone and entered the kitchen to help bring the dishes out.
Sitting at the dining table, Bo Xiao reached out with his chopsticks and tasted a piece of meat. A smile appeared in his eyes. “It’s delicious.”
An Rao lowered her head quietly.
The food on the table emitted waves of hot air that burned her face.
