Ling Ye, who had picked up the rubbish bin and was about to move it to Xiang Yi’s feet, stiffened immediately.
Wow!
‘This man is so much better at flirting than those transmigrators with romance tasks, that I have met before!’
Qin Wanyan’s eyes were full of disbelief.
‘Why is this man who is so aloof and out of reach to me, being so nice to Xiang Yi!?!’
‘I’m Heaven’s favorite.’
On the other hand, Tian Zhi was wearing a heartened smile on his face, as if he was leading the fans to ship the couple at close range.
…
Xiang Yi was stunned. She shook her head and gestured that it was dirty.
However, Shi Sui said, “It’s okay, I’ll just wash my hands later.”
His words seemed to carry a compelling, magical power as Xiang Yi subconsciously spit the pickled pepper onto his hand.
The clear lines of his palm were stained with food residue.
He was a clean freak and yet, he was smiling at her warmly without any change in expression.
The fans of the UntimelyCouple exclaimed: [Oh my God, so sweet!]
Xiang Yi had a sweet, warm and fuzzy feeling in her heart, feeling as if she was soaked in a jar of honey. She was no longer as calm as before and was instead smiling brightly at this moment.
She was very much like a young girl.
Ling Ye watched their interaction with a yearning gaze in the depths of her eyes.
Not everyone was willing to be a transmigrator and carry out missions forever.
Killing, scheming battles, the fear of death and parting… They would travel from one world to another, seemingly with no chance to catch their breaths at all.
No matter how deep the friendships they form are, they will be reduced to nothing when they arrive at the next world.
The more memories you have, the more painful it is.
Ling Ye’s desire to stay in this world became stronger and stronger.
He had a fatal attraction to Xiang Yi, which was more than just romance. Instead, he felt a sense of belonging with her.
He could sense that he was being jealous of Shi Sui.
Ling Ye coughed softly twice before reaching out to scoop himself some pickled vegetables and fish. However, he was a little distracted and out of sorts so he accidentally spilled the soup!
In an instant, the fish and pickled vegetables were spilled while the soup flowed down the table.
Ling Ye was rarely in such a mess. He grabbed some paper towels and wiped the table with them anxiously but he quickly ran out of them. In a moment of panic, he quickly tried to use his shirt to wipe it but Xiang Yi stopped him.
The young man looked up with some tears in his amber eyes. “Sister Xiang Yi…”
Xiang Yi said, “Sit still, I’ll get a rag.”
While she proceeded to get a rag, Ling Ye felt as if he was on tenterhooks. He was rarely afraid of anything but now, he was a little scared.
He was afraid that Xiang Yi would scold him.
However, Xiang Yi just brought a few rags over and gave one to Shi Sui.
Shi Sui began to wipe the table skillfully. He was clearly used to doing household chores.
Xiang Yi handed another rag to Ling Ye and said, “There you go, wipe your hands.”
Ling Ye waited carefully for her to continue speaking but he only heard her saying, “Why? Did you get scalded?”
“…”
Ling Ye couldn’t put his feelings into words at the moment. He pursed his lips and said, “I’m sorry to have spilled the food.”
“It’s an inevitable mistake that everyone will make.” She wiped the parts of the table that Shi Sui had already wiped, and then asked, “There’s still some more in the pot. Can you bring another bowl over?”
Qin Wanyan retorted, “Xiang Yi, Ling Ye’s hands are used for playing the ancient zither and piano. How can you make him do such chores…”
She thought she had voiced Ling Ye’s inner thoughts.
The next second, Ling Ye said without even thinking, “I can do it!” After saying that, he gave Qin Wanyan the side-eye. “The hands of a man can be used for carrying out any chores!”
Qin Wanyan was dumbstruck.
