Renting a place was really a simple matter.
Wang Yan contacted an agent in advance and explained their requirements in detail. After work, he went house-hunting with Xiong Qingchun. They looked at four or five places before settling on one.
The apartment was not particularly luxurious, but neither was it ordinary. It was in a newly built high-rise residential complex, a single-floor unit of 160 square meters, with a view of the Yong River to the north and balconies on both the north and south sides. It was quite nice.
The next day, they hired cleaners to give the place a thorough cleaning and bought a few things. That evening, the two of them were already cooking their first meal in the new apartment.
Xiong Qingchun wore loose loungewear as she ate the food Wang Yan had cooked. Nodding, she said, "You really hid it well. If we hadn't both cooked during the New Year, I never would've known you were such a good cook. With skills like yours, you should cook more often. Don't let them go to waste. What a shame—your cooking is so good, yet you used to make me cook every day."
"I was lazy. Didn't feel like doing it." Wang Yan chuckled as he poured the drinks.
"Then why are you willing to cook now?"
"It's our first meal in a new home—gotta christen the kitchen. Especially since I've always lived with men, and now I finally get to sleep with a great beauty like you. Shouldn't we celebrate?"
Just one sentence was enough to send a blush across Xiong Qingchun's face. "Hey, hey, hey, how did it become sleeping together? Don't talk nonsense."
"Anyway, that's basically what I mean. You get the idea." Wang Yan raised his glass. "Come on, let's celebrate with a