Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit
Chapter 206 - Lu Xingchi usually looked indifferent and reticent, but he was actually a chatterbox (2)
After Bei Nuan left, Lu Xingchi leaned back on the bed and picked up a book, but the book couldn't keep his attention. His mind kept drifting back to Bei Nuan.
He thought over what happened in the past several days. What the reborn Xie Yuanqing and reborn Old Hu had said about the Bei Nuan's future didn't bode well for her.
He had changed his mind. He wouldn't feel at ease leaving her alone and out-of-sight.
Due to the system's mission, he had gone to the required locations from his past life. And yet, many things were different from his past life. The biggest difference was Bei Nuan. A person's choices determine his or her fate. What happened in his past life might not happen in this lifetime.
He suddenly thought of what Qiu Ji said, "I believe in probability and miracles. Miracles do happen sometimes. Look, the miracle I believed in is standing in front of us."
If Bei Nuan had stayed just a bit longer, she would have heard the secrets about herself that Lu Xingchi had worked so hard to keep hidden.
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After Bei Nuan went down the stairs, she saw that the others had already diligently cleaned up the kitchen and were currently cooking.
There was electricity here, so she had taken out the rice cooker from her pocket space earlier. Bei Nuan could smell that the fragrant rice was ready to eat.
Bei Nuan greeted them, walked over, and carefully listened. Other than the normal sounds, she couldn't hear anything. It seemed that she could only hear the thoughts of the target person that she collected the items from.
Jiang Fei had asked her for a box of sliced fatty beef earlier, and the beef was defrosted by now. Du Ruo had sliced the onions, and Tang Tang had washed broccoli. Based on that, she guessed they were going to make beef rice bowls.
Jiang Fei blanched the sliced beef, picked up the pan, and stir-fried the sliced onion and blanched beef. The aroma of the food immediately permeated the first floor.
(T/N: This is my favorite recipe for an easy gyudon/beef rice bowl.)
Bei Nuan didn't want to eavesdrop on Lu Xingchi's thoughts, but he soon joined the group in the kitchen.
As soon as he reached her side, she heard his inner voice even with the sizzling pan in the background.
(The kitten is gluttonous again.)
Bei Nuan hastily touched her face to check for drool. Was she that obvious?
(That won't do.)
Bei Nuan: Huh?
(I have to make something. It would be best if it was a dish that embodied high-level cooking skills, but I don't have confidence in preparing any of those dishes yet…)
Startled, Bei Nuan grabbed Lu Xingchi's arm.
"Hmm?" Lu Xingchi lowered his head to look at her.
A large watermelon suddenly popped up in Bei Nuan's hand. She was caught off guard from the heaviness of the fruit, and the watermelon almost fell to the ground.
Lu Xingchi had quick reflexes and caught the watermelon. "What's wrong?"
"I suddenly really, really want to eat watermelon. Your knife skills are good. Can you cut this watermelon for everyone?"
(She said I have good knife skills.)
Lu Xingchi accepted the watermelon and smiled at Bei Nuan. "Sure, no problem."
(How should I cut this watermelon to show off my knife skills?)
Bei Nuan hastily said, "Just cut it into small pieces."
While adding the beef and onions to the bowls of rice, Jiang Fei asked, "Aren't we about to eat? Why did you suddenly want to eat watermelon?"
Bei Nuan answered, "Who stipulated that we can't eat fruit before a meal? I just suddenly want to eat watermelon. Why can't I?"
(She chastised him! Happy.)
Bei Nuan: "..."
Lu Xingchi was so childish.
Bei Nuan raised her head to glance at Lu Xingchi. He looked indifferent as he placed the watermelon into the kitchen sink to wash it. She couldn't tell what he was thinking at all from his expression. He was so good at pretending.
Lu Xingchi washed the watermelon and cut it into convenient bite-size pieces. Sure enough, his knife skills were excellent. The cubes of pink watermelon looked like they had come off a production line. He neatly stacked them on the plate.
(Is she satisfied with this?)
Bei Nuan stuffed one into her mouth and immediately took another piece. She mumbled with the watermelon in her mouth, "Lu Xingchi, you're amazing. The watermelon looks like it was cut by a machine."
Lu Xingchi smiled at Bei Nuan.
Satisfied, Bei Nuan thought she would hear something along the lines of "I was praised. Happy."
However, what she actually heard was.
(Her lips are stained with watermelon juice; they look so sweet and delicious. If no one else was around…)
Bei Nuan quickly wiped the juice from her lips and grabbed Lu Xingchi's arm. "The meal is ready. Let's go eat."
(She's using the hand that just wiped her lips to grab my arm…)
Bei Nuan quickly let go of his arm, but she heard him continue to say.
(... So dazed and random. So cute.)
Bei Nuan: ?
Jiang Fei had the group seat themselves at the dining table while he brought over the beef rice bowls.
Bei Nuan had also sat down. Jiang Fei placed a large bowl of rice heaped with thinly sliced beef and onions in front of her.
(He filled her bowl with the most beef. Heh, don't think I can't see that.)
Bei Nuan looked down at the thinly sliced beef in her bowl, and she checked other people's bowls. Really? Was that true?
(He smiled at her.)
(He always smiles at her from his left side at an angle of 15 degrees. That exact angle. It shows the outer corner of his eye and the bridge of his nose, and he looks so tender-hearted. Heh.)
Bei Nuan: ???
Really?
Bei Nuan discovered that appearances were deceiving. Lu Xingchi usually looked indifferent and reticent, but he was actually a chatterbox.
Bei Nuan buried her head to eat. The slices of fatty meat were tender and smooth, and the rice was drenched with a flavorful sauce. Jiang Fei's cooking was impeccable.
At the dinner table, Du Ruo and Tang Tang told jokes like it was a competition. The group was rolling with laughter. The laughter was so loud that she couldn't hear Lu Xingchi's thoughts anymore.