Death Stare

After returning home, the two rested for a while, and then Ye Wanqing began preparing dinner.

Xiao He stood in the kitchen watching her bustle about. Admiring Ye Wanqing's curves from the side was truly a delightful experience. However, Xiao He was a little curious: Ye Wanqing always leaned to one side when cooking, instead of facing the stove directly.

"Why is that?" Xiao He couldn't help but wonder. Wasn't her posture very inconvenient?

Ye Wanqing glanced at him, then asked, "Old Xiao, when will your generator design be finished?"

"I've been quite busy lately, it will take at least two weeks," Xiao He replied.

Designing Antimatter Generator is one thing, but whether it can be put into practice is another.

Although Zhang Chuan described the Antimatter Generator as terrifying, even with the design blueprints, it might still take decades or even centuries to realize. By then, the world order might have changed, so it's too early to say anything definitive.

"Old Xiao, pour me some soy sauce," Ye Wanqing instructed.

Xiao He responded and picked up the soy sauce bottle. Ye Wanqing reminded him, "Slow down, okay? Don't give too much."

"Hmm." Xiao He carefully poured a little in, and Ye Wanqing frowned. "Do this twice more?"

Xiao He poured the meat twice more before Ye Wanqing nodded in satisfaction. She then stirred the meat in the pot, added some water, and simmered it over low heat.

Then she went to prepare the next dish.

"Old Xiao, could you wash the scallions and chop them finely? You can do that, right? It's easier with scissors." Ye Wanqing raised an eyebrow and asked tentatively.

"No problem, I'll do it." Xiao He nodded and stood next to Ye Wanqing, preparing the scallions, while Ye Wanqing chopped onions next to him.

"They seem like an old married couple..." Ye Wanqing thought to herself, feeling a little smug.

But in that moment of distraction, the knife accidentally sliced across my finger, and blood immediately began to seep out.

"Ouch!" Ye Wanqing gasped in pain. Xiao He frowned and grabbed her hand. "Oh dear, what happened?! Aren't you a master? How could you make such a mistake? Let me see!" As he spoke, Xiao He pinched the tips of her fingers and instructed, "Pinch here! I'll go get some alcohol and cotton balls."

"Mmm... I've got it." Ye Wanqing obediently did as she was told. Although her fingers hurt, she was also a little happy: from Xiao He's reaction, she could tell that he was genuinely concerned for her...

"Hmph, at least I haven't been feeding and taking care of you for nothing," Ye Wanqing thought to herself, suppressing a smile.

Xiao He quickly returned with medical supplies, then took Ye Wanqing to the pool, turned on the water to rinse her wound, disinfected it with alcohol using a cotton ball, disinfected it a second time with iodine, and finally sprayed the wound with the Golden Wound Spray that Cui Man had given them last time.

The wound visibly fused together, as if it had been glued on.

Xiao He then carefully wrapped a band-aid around her arm, nodding in satisfaction. "Hmm! How is it? Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt as much anymore." Ye Wanqing pursed her lips, trying not to laugh.

"Her dimples are so cute," Xiao He thought to himself, looking at the little dimples on Ye Wanqing's face.

"Let me chop the vegetables," Xiao He said, rolling up his sleeves. "I'm a superhuman; my hands don't cut so easily."

"Hmm..." Ye Wanqing nodded gently.

A flurry of activity.

"Is this the vegetables you chopped?" Ye Wanqing asked, scrutinizing the onions in front of her. "I could chop them better with one hand than you."

"Oh dear! I'm a newbie, just bear with it! Doesn't your hand hurt?" Xiao He said impatiently. Ye Wanqing muttered, "It doesn't hurt that much... thankfully it's my left hand."

"So it doesn't matter if it's your left hand? You can cut it however you want?" Xiao He said irritably.

"Okay, okay!" Ye Wanqing was a little impatient, but she was actually about to burst out laughing. She quickly pushed Xiao He out of the kitchen, "It's all because you're bothering me that I'm distracted! Get out!"

"Oh, so you're starting to dislike me now?" Xiao He frowned and said.

However, he didn't take it to heart. He could tell whether Ye Wanqing was truly angry or just pretending, so he stood in the kitchen watching her, reminding her, "Don't cut your hand again!"

"Old woman, so nagging..." Ye Wanqing complained as she chopped vegetables, but her face was already beaming with joy. Luckily, she was facing away from Xiao He, so he couldn't see her expression.

The meal was ready quickly: braised pork, cold onion and cucumber salad, stir-fried shredded potatoes with vinegar, and three poached eggs.

"Come on, try my braised pork!" Ye Wanqing said with a spirited smile.

"Such a big piece..." Xiao He hesitated, looking at the braised pork in the bowl. The braised pork in the bowl looked a bit like Dongpo pork, with each piece probably about seven or eight centimeters in size. One piece could fill an entire mouth.

Xiao He couldn't help but have some doubts: Is it alright? Won't such a big piece be too greasy?

But trusting Ye Wanqing's culinary skills, he still opened his mouth and ate it.

Happiness. Xiao He closed his eyes, feeling the fat of the pork belly melt in his mouth. He didn't need to chew much at all. Even the lean meat only needed to be squeezed slightly with his tongue and palate to turn into meat fibers that spread in his mouth.

The overwhelming sense of happiness and the wonderful taste, coupled with the perfectly balanced sweet and salty seasoning... Xiao He felt like he was about to collapse and melt in his chair along with the pork belly.

"It's better than what we ordered at the restaurant last time, isn't it?" Ye Wanqing said with a smug smile, resting her cheeks on her hands.

"That's nothing compared to what you get in restaurants!" Xiao He said, taking a big mouthful of white rice and then a bite of cucumber salad.

Actually, he hesitated a bit when he saw the cucumber and onion salad: Could cold onion salad really taste good?

But after tasting it, I realized that the two go so well together. The refreshing aroma of the cucumber nicely tempered the spiciness of the onion, and the combination perfectly cut through the greasiness of the braised pork.

Xiao He discovered something: Ye Wanqing's delicious cooking was not only due to her excellent culinary skills, but also because each dish was perfectly paired together.

"Living with a girl like this must be wonderful..." Xiao He nodded in satisfaction, thinking to himself, "I'll definitely win you over before the contract ends."

"Ah... that's so satisfying," Xiao He exclaimed, patting his stomach. "The only downside is that I didn't finish the braised pork."

"It's alright, we can just add some potatoes to cook with it tomorrow," Ye Wanqing said with a smile, then urged, "Stop daydreaming, let's go, we need to go for a walk after washing the dishes."

"I'll wash it today. Your hand is injured, so rest for a while," Xiao He said, pressing on her shoulder.

"Alright then..." Ye Wanqing smiled and nodded, "I'll become the warlord."

So, while Xiao He was washing the dishes, Ye Wanqing kept nagging him.

"Oh dear, what's wrong with just pouring dish soap into the basin and washing the dishes? It's such a waste to keep the water running like that." Ye Wanqing frowned slightly. Xiao He's forehead veins throbbed as he suppressed his anger and said, "That's enough, isn't it? You're not washing the dishes and you keep nagging me... If it weren't for the fact that you're injured today, I wouldn't be indulging you."

"Hmph..." Ye Wanqing couldn't help but chuckle slightly, and said smugly, "Well, who told you not to wash faster? Hurry up and finish washing, then we'll go for a walk and won't nag you anymore."

After washing the dishes, the two went downstairs for a walk, as usual.

"Does it still hurt?" Xiao He asked, carefully examining Ye Wanqing's left hand.

"A little bit..." Ye Wanqing replied, but her tone was too lighthearted, making it seem somewhat unbelievable.

"I just bought you a few protective cases online," Xiao He said, scrolling through his phone. Ye Wanqing punched him in the ribs, her face flushed, and snapped, "Have you no shame?! What are you talking about! What good are those to me?"

"This! This finger cot..." Xiao He, clutching the spot where he had been hit, laboriously handed over his phone. Ye Wanqing glanced at it and saw it was one of those stainless steel finger cots used to protect fingers when cutting vegetables. Her anger instantly vanished, and she gave a soft snort, "That's more like it... Speak properly, are you deliberately asking for a beating?"

"You didn't have to use that much force..." Xiao He said, rubbing the spot where he had been hit, clearly dissatisfied.

"You deserve it!" Ye Wanqing retorted, her tone more like a coquettish tantrum than a fit of anger.

After saying that, she took Xiao He's hand and walked forward, saying, "Hurry up, I need to find Xiao Hua."

"That calico cat you ran into last night?" Xiao He chuckled. "Are you sure? Going out and flirting with other cats, your mother will be furious when you get back."

"It's okay, I'll pet it with my left hand and then let Tuantuan check my right hand. It won't know," Ye Wanqing said with a smile, then called out, "Xiaohua! Huahua? Meow... come quick."

Soon, a shadow flashed out of the darkness and rushed in front of them. It was a calico kitten, about three or four months old, looking so thin and helpless.

"Hua Hua, I brought you some food." Ye Wanqing smiled, took a bag of cat food out of her pocket and poured it on the ground.

The calico cat lowered its head and started eating. After a few bites, it ran up to her, rubbed against her hand, and purred affectionately at her.

"Alright, alright, go ahead and eat," Ye Wanqing said with a smile, patting its back.

But at that moment, she suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, turned her head and glanced at it, her face immediately darkening.

Xiao He turned his head and looked. On the fifth-floor balcony, through the light, he could vaguely see a small shadow standing behind the glass, staring intently at them.

The reason we could identify the small shadow was because a pair of eyes were gleaming with a green light in the darkness.

"A true death stare." Xiao He nodded.

After going upstairs, a big fight ensued. Tuantuan blocked the doorway and kept yelling at Ye Wanqing, refusing to let her in no matter what.

"Look at other kids, they're so much better behaved than you, they even know how to cuddle with me! And you? You won't even let me touch you!" "Meow--!" "You're being mean to me! You're going to scratch me! Ah--! Help! You're biting me!" "Woo... Meow!" "Let me in!" "Awoo--!"

A woman and a cat stood facing each other at the door, while Xiao He gave a dry laugh and left them to take a shower.