690: Chapter 686 Vigilance 690: Chapter 686 Vigilance After the joke was told, Zhao Lina thought for a moment, quickly grasped the meaning, and couldn’t help scoffing, “Vulgar!”
“Cough, cough,” Ye Fan awkwardly fake coughed twice, and seeing Zhao Lina’s disdain, he had no choice but to say, “Focus on your noodles.”
After eating a few bites, Zhao Lina suddenly said, “Tell another one.”
“Ah?” Ye Fan looked up at Zhao Lina, surprised and asked, “Tell another one?”
“It must be a noodle joke,” Zhao Lina said.
Ye Fan laughed, “No problem.”
So, Ye Fan immediately told a proper joke about noodles.
Zhao Lina listened and her pretty face remained icy as she said disdainfully, “Not funny.
Tell another one, with some substance.”
Ye Fan wondered, what did she mean by that?
Did she mean like the first joke?
After some contemplation, Ye Fan decided to take the risk and said, “Alright, then I’ll tell a noodle joke with substance.”
“Once, a young couple was watching TV in their room at night, when suddenly, halfway through, the wife said, ‘Honey, I want to eat noodles.’ The husband immediately responded, ‘I’ll cook some for you.’ ‘No!
Then the whole house will smell!’ said the wife, shaking her head.
‘How about I go out, make them, and bring them in?’ the husband offered.
The wife shook her head, ‘No!
They’ll be cold and won’t taste good!’ The husband, out of options, said, ‘Then let’s put on some clothes and go out to eat?’ ‘Too much trouble,’ the wife still shook her head.
The husband somewhat speechless, ‘Then what do you really want?’ The wife cooed, ‘I want to eat noodles.'”
Ye Fan paused for a few seconds, and Zhao Lina couldn’t help asking puzzledly, “Is that it?”
“That’s it,” Ye Fan said with a somewhat odd smile.
Seeing the strange smile on Ye Fan’s face, Zhao Lina knew this joke must not be a decent one either, but she couldn’t immediately catch the “substance” hidden in the joke.
She tilted her head and thought carefully for a while, and after about a minute, she finally got it.
“Naughty boy, full of tricks!” Zhao Lina suddenly kicked Ye Fan’s shin under the table and scolded, her icy face flushing slightly.
Although Ye Fan managed to dodge Zhao Lina’s kick from under the table, he didn’t avoid it; instead, after feeling the kick, he pretended to be hurt and complained, “Ouch, why kick me?
You asked me to tell it!”
“I just asked for a joke with substance, who asked you to tell such a vulgar, disgraceful joke?!” Zhao Lina tried to clear herself of any blame.
Ye Fan looked wronged and said with “sadness,” “I’m eating noodles!”
With that, he bowed his head and ate noodles vigorously.
Zhao Lina also started eating her noodles, but as she ate, her lips curved into a smile unintentionally.
Thinking of the two “substantial” noodle jokes Ye Fan had told, she looked at the noodles in her bowl and then at Ye Fan, feeling her pretty face heat up a bit.
After finishing the noodles, Ye Fan cleaned up the dishes and Zhao Lina threw all her clothes except her down jacket directly into the washing machine.
After Ye Fan had washed the dishes and come out, he saw the washing machine running with quite a few clothes inside, realizing that Zhao Lina was definitely spending the night here.
He turned to look at Zhao Lina, who was sitting on the couch watching TV.
However, he didn’t go over to her, but instead went to get some fresh clothes and took a shower.
A few minutes later, Ye Fan came out of the shower and sat down on another couch in the small living room.
When sitting down, Ye Fan glanced at Zhao Lina, seeing her still stone-faced, intently watching the TV, not even shifting her gaze as he approached.
“Lina…” Ye Fan called out.
“Please call me Director Zhao,” Zhao Lina said coldly.
“May I ask what you want, Director Ye?”
“Uh…” Ye Fan opened his mouth and finally said, “Never mind.”
He guessed that Zhao Lina was intentionally being cold towards him, guarding against anything that might happen now that they were alone together.
He hadn’t considered anything happening between them, so he stopped initiating conversations with Zhao Lina.
After about fifteen minutes, the washing machine stopped, and Zhao Lina’s clothes were clean.
When Zhao Lina went to hang her clothes, Ye Fan suggested, “Hang the clothes inside, under the air conditioner.
They’ll dry quickly and be ready to wear tomorrow.
If you hang them outside, they might just get damper.”
Zhao Lina glanced at the balcony and living room with slightly furrowed brows and commanded, “Don’t you dare peek!”
“Heh, don’t worry, I promise I won’t look,” Ye Fan assured her.
Next, Zhao Lina used hangers to hang the clothes under the air conditioner in the living room.
After hanging the clothes, Zhao Lina returned to the sofa and continued watching TV.
While watching TV, Ye Fan couldn’t help but sneak a few glances at Zhao Lina.
Seeing her sitting so upright and with such a tense expression, he knew that Zhao Lina was definitely on guard against him.
To prevent Zhao Lina from becoming overly anxious, Ye Fan just quietly watched TV.
Around eleven o’clock, Ye Fan saw it was getting late and called out to Zhao Lina, “Lina…”
“Ah!” Zhao Lina was startled and jerked slightly, quickly turning her head with a guarded look on her face.
If it had been anyone else, she wouldn’t have reacted .
But with Ye Fan, she was afraid he might brazenly try to get close, and she wasn’t sure she’d have the will to refuse him.
“Heh, don’t be nervous,” Ye Fan said with a wry smile, raising his hands.
Zhao Lina calmed down, put on a cold expression, and said, “Please, call me Director Zhao.”
“Alright, Director Zhao,” Ye Fan nodded and continued, “It’s already past eleven, quite late.
If you don’t mind, please go rest in my room.”
“And you?” Zhao Lina couldn’t help asking.
Ye Fan chuckled, “That’s simple, I’ll sleep on the sofa.
I’ll turn on the air conditioner, so I won’t get cold.”
“I still want to watch TV!” Zhao Lina said sternly, partly worried that Ye Fan might follow her into the room or sneak in after she fell asleep.
Ye Fan could only give a wry smile and said, “Alright then.”
So, both continued watching TV in silence.
It was past midnight when Ye Fan felt a bit hungry.
He had only eaten noodles earlier, which only had two eggs, and that certainly wasn’t enough for him, so he planned to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.
er, Director Zhao, are you hungry?” Ye Fan turned and asked Zhao Lina, ready to cook another portion of noodles if she was hungry too.
Zhao Lina turned her head slightly and said, “A little.”
“Oh, hehe, then I’ll make some noodles for you,” Ye Fan said.
As soon as the words left his mouth, he immediately realized he might have misspoken.
Indeed, Zhao Lina’s eyes narrowed, and with a chilly gaze, she angrily huffed, “Pervert!”
“Misunderstanding, misunderstanding,” Ye Fan quickly said with an apologetic smile.
Zhao Lina coldly snorted and turned her face away.
After a moment, Ye Fan stood up to go and make the noodles, but after taking a step, he stopped and turned back to Zhao Lina.
“So, are you eating or not?” He was uncertain whether Zhao Lina still wanted the noodles.
Zhao Lina’s face instantly turned red.
She grabbed a pillow from the sofa and threw it at Ye Fan, cursing furiously, “Get lost!”