Huh? Isn't This A Galgame?-Chapter 34 - 33: Secret Desires

Wen Nan squatted in front of Lin Xue Mei, and when he rubbed the soft flesh on her calf with his fingertips, he clearly felt the muscles on her leg tense up, and her toes curled.

This was a clearly tense and guarded posture.

In his mind, Wen Nan called the system: [9527, check the task progress.]

9527: [Main Task 2, current completion rate 62%]

The completion rate increased by 2%.

It seemed that Wen Nan’s probing step was correct.

Lin Xue Mei’s tense posture was not due to dislike or resistance, but simply because of shyness.

Wen Nan let go of her foot, stood up, and smiled at her, "Shall I go peel some garlic?"

"Oh... okay."

Lin Xue Mei’s long eyelashes drooped, hiding the flustered emotions in her eyes.

She stuffed a bowl of garlic into Wen Nan’s arms, turned around to the stove, and avoiding eye contact with him.

Watching Lin Xue Mei busy again, Wen Nan chuckled, didn’t approach her further, instead he turned to the sink, washed his hands, and began peeling garlic earnestly.

After a while, a "click" sound of the gas stove being turned off came from behind.

"The chicken soup is ready," Lin Xue Mei said, scooping a spoonful and walking to Wen Nan’s side, offering the soup to him, "Little Jiu, taste it, how’s the flavor?"

When Lin Xue Mei said this, there was a gentle smile on her face, full of confidence in her eyes.

However, Wen Nan glanced down and was slightly stunned.

The spoonful of chicken soup Lin Xue Mei offered was scarlet in color, thick in texture, exuding a strong stench as if it had just come from a slaughterhouse.

Looking at that bloody soup along with Lin Xue Mei’s smile, Wen Nan suspected she might say next: My dear, drink your medicine.

Seeing Wen Nan not moving, Lin Xue Mei used her chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat from the spoon and brought it to Wen Nan’s lips, "Try this chicken claw, is it simmered tender?"

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[(╬⁽⁽⁰⁾⁾Д⁽⁽⁰⁾⁾)]

[Oh my, I’m going to puke]

[Forget it, I can’t]

[I can’t either]

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However, Wen Nan was only momentarily dazed and quickly came to his senses, opening his mouth.

"The flavor is just right, the timing is perfect, it’s delicious, and the gelatinous texture is rich."

Wen Nan praised sincerely, as if he really tasted some deliciously stewed chicken, "Aunt, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

Aunt Mei laughed, her cheeks flushing, "Little Jiu, you’re getting better at flattering."

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[⁀⊙﹏☉⁀]

[The streamer really... can eat this? Can brag about this?]

[I respect you for being tough!]

[The streamer deserved to overcome this challenge]

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The dishes were soon served——

Scarlet chicken soup, neon green braised fish, charcoal-black smoked bacon stir-fried with indigo bamboo shoots, and finally, the main dish——surrounded by flies, seemingly freshly scooped from a dry toilet, a brownish boiled beef.

Qiqi came to the table, smelling the aroma, eagerly bending down and taking a deep breath, then licking the corner of her mouth, "Smells so good! It’s making me drool! I can’t wait, I’m going to dig in!"

As she spoke, she picked up her chopsticks, reaching for the largest piece in the bowl of boiled beef.

Just as the tip of the chopsticks was about to touch that brown lump, unexpectedly, Wen Nan intercepted it midway.

The chopsticks dexterously twirled, and Wen Nan slurped it into his mouth.

"Why did you snatch my piece!" Qiqi stomped her foot in anger.

"Yours? If you call it and it responds, it’s yours?" Wen Nan said with puffed cheeks, chomping loudly, "Whoever gets it into their mouth first, it’s theirs."

"Hmph!" Qiqi glared at Wen Nan, then picked an eyeball from the chicken soup pot and chewed it.

Aunt Mei sitting on the other side laughed and said, "There’s plenty more in the pot. Don’t worry; there’s enough for everyone."

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[Truly, birds of a feather flock together.]

[As long as you guys are happy]

[I’m going to throw up some more]

[yue]

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At the dining table, the three ate contentedly.

Qiqi picked a large piece and placed it into Lin Xue Mei’s bowl, grinning, "Aunt, your cooking is getting tastier, almost like the chefs in five-star hotels."

Lin Xue Mei chuckled, "Are you just trying to make me happy?"

Wen Nan added, "It really is delicious, even five-star chefs can’t compare to home-cooked food, especially with... Aunt Mei’s special flavor."

Lin Xue Mei was slightly taken aback, looking at Wen Nan, "My... flavor?"

"Yes," Wen Nan said seriously, jokingly, "Your flavor, it’s very fragrant." freewёbnoνel.com

Lin Xue Mei’s cheeks flushed again, and she placed some green oily fish into Wen Nan’s bowl with her chopsticks, "Then you... eat more."

Qiqi hugged her bowl, glancing back and forth between Aunt and Wen Nan, squinting her eyes suspiciously—feeling like there’s something off between these two.

This strange feeling persisted all the way until after the meal.

Lin Xue Mei went to clean up the kitchen, Qiqi volunteered to sweep the floor, and Wen Nan took on the responsibility of washing dishes.

After Wen Nan broke one porcelain bowl and dropped two soup spoons, Lin Xue Mei walked to the sink somewhat helplessly, lightly tapping Wen Nan’s forehead with her finger, "You, are you exhausted from too much studying? Forget it, I’ll do it. You go play."

Wen Nan didn’t leave, he just moved a small step aside, making room for Lin Xue Mei.

Seeing he had no intention to leave, Lin Xue Mei picked up the dishwashing sponge, "Then watch me wash and learn a bit."

The kitchen was cramped, with two adults standing side by side at the sink, it was quite crowded.

Lin Xue Mei stood in the middle to wash dishes, Wen Nan was as close to the wall as possible, but his broad shoulders and long legs, even curled up, meant his arm inevitably brushed against Lin Xue Mei’s body.

That soft touch swayed with the motion of washing dishes, tickling Wen Nan’s heart, making him feel a bit feverish.

He wanted to focus his gaze on Lin Xue Mei’s slender fingers washing the dishes, yet his peripheral vision involuntarily drifted to the other side.

Lin Xue Mei had taken off her apron, now wearing just a loose T-shirt, with the wide neckline slipping off one shoulder, revealing part of her neck’s elegant line, a snow-white shoulder, and below...

Wen Nan felt his blood rush.

Aunt Mei truly didn’t see him as an outsider...

He came to her house to eat, and she was actually braless the entire time?!

Realizing he was starting to have wild thoughts, Wen Nan hurriedly reined in his thoughts, just about to withdraw his gaze when a system notification sounded in his mind.

9527: [Main Task 2, current completion rate 65%]

Unexpectedly... it increased by another 3%?

So, Aunt Mei felt Wen Nan’s gaze, indulged in Wen Nan’s peeking, and as a result... felt satisfied?!