Chapter 72: Chapter 72: Scalding
Ji Luochen stared at the noodles Lingyun was holding for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.
It was not until Lingyun thought Ji Luochen wouldn’t eat them that he leaned forward slightly and ate the noodles she had picked up.
Seeing him bite into the noodles she had cooked, Lingyun was a bit nervous, “Do they taste good?”
Although she had tried them herself and thought they were alright, she was still somewhat anxious.
She feared they might not suit Ji Luochen’s taste.
Having tasted the noodles fed by Lingyun, and cooked by her own hands, Ji Luochen felt much better.
He nodded slightly, “Not bad.”
Lingyun’s eyes curved with her smile, very happy, she handed him the chopsticks, “Then eat.”
Ji Luochen took the chopsticks and began eating the noodles at a leisurely pace.
Lingyun sat opposite him, elbows on the table, hands propping up her chin, watching him eat seriously, and couldn’t help but curl the corners of her mouth slightly.
It turned out that watching the person she liked eat the food she made was such a joyous thing.
Seeing Ji Luochen finish the noodles and drink up the soup, her mood improved even more.
“Are you full? Do you want another bowl?” Lingyun asked.
“No need, just a cup of water,” Ji Luochen responded, his mood greatly lifted by the girl’s smile, he said casually.
Upon hearing this, Lingyun indeed went to pour him a glass of water.
“The set of acupuncture I used yesterday, I spent a long time last lifetime finding it. It’s said to warm the heart meridian and benefit the blood and qi. Can I help you with it a few more times?” Seeing him holding the water glass, Lingyun seized the moment to mention her request for acupuncture.
“Sure.” Ji Luochen knew Lingyun meant well, and since he was in a good mood, he nodded gently.
Having received permission, Lingyun took out the acupuncture needles.
Then she looked at Ji Luochen’s clothes, finding it somewhat hard to speak.
“What’s wrong?” Seeing her hesitant glance, Ji Luochen asked.
“That—acupuncture requires taking off the shirt,” Lingyun said.
Seeing her quite uncomfortable, Ji Luochen couldn’t help but want to tease her, “Then you help me take it off!”
Lingyun: …
Removing it wasn’t a problem, but taking off the shirt of the person she liked, she was afraid she might accidentally push him down.
“What are you hesitating for?” Ji Luochen’s lips curled slightly upward, he asked softly, his voice carrying a hint of laughter.
Lingyun gritted her teeth, stepped forward, and began to undo the buttons on his shirt.
She didn’t know if the buttons were too difficult to unfasten or if her hands were too clumsy, but by the third button, she still couldn’t get it undone.
Feeling somewhat annoyed and urgent, she accidentally used too much force.
“Sssh—” The button popped open, and his shirt was ripped open, exposing Ji Luochen’s pectoral muscles.
Looking at those firm pectorals, Lingyun swallowed, looked up at Ji Luochen and explained weakly, “If I say that the button and the shirt are too flimsy, would you believe me?”
“Hmm.” Ji Luochen responded indifferently, non-committal.
Seeing that Ji Luochen seemed to believe her, she picked up the needle, looking towards his chest.
The fair yet robust pectorals always tended to slightly stir her mind.
She hung her head, hiding her slightly hot cheeks.
Although she was holding the needle, she didn’t really want to acupuncture him.
What she wanted most was to push him down there, and bite his chest.
It looked good, and it felt good to touch; she wondered what it would be like to bite.
Thinking this, her ears turned a bit hot.