ASSHKHME Chapter 73

Chapter 73: Good Fortune

Jiangbei City, a high-end residential area.

The night sky reflected thousands of lights, and in the kitchen, a clay pot on the stove “bubbled” with steam, filling the air with the aroma of food.

Water vapor rose in wisps, entwined with the gauze-like light, reflecting a slender figure in front of the counter.

Chen Zhuo, wearing loose cotton pajamas, stirred the shredded potatoes in the pot with a spatula.

His raven-like long eyelashes cast small shadows under his eyes. Without looking up, he said, “Xie Yu, the soup is ready. Taste it and see if it’s salty enough. Add some salt if it’s bland.”

Xie Yu, who was standing beside him, ready to help at any moment, bent down and kissed Chen Zhuo’s earlobe, chuckling, “Yes, ma’am.”

Chen Zhuo glanced at him sideways, smiled and didn’t retort. He scooped the stir-fried shredded potatoes with vinegar into a plate.

Xie Yu scooped a spoonful of hot cabbage, fried egg, and tofu soup, blew on it, and brought it to his lips for a taste. “The taste is just right, try it.”

Chen Zhuo took a sip from Xie Yu’s hand. “Mm, it’s good. Turn off the heat. Let it simmer for a while. I’ll start dinner after I finish these stuffed green peppers.”

Xie Yu obeyed and turned off the heat.

He hugged Chen Zhuo from behind, burying his face in the nape of Chen Zhuo’s neck, inhaling the warm citrus scent. “Chen Xiaozhuo’er, how are you so amazing? You’re good at studying, handsome, and even cook so well. I’m so lucky.”

Chen Zhuo was tickled by Xie Yu’s fluffy head rubbing against him. He reached out and stroked Xie Yu’s hair, chuckling, “I was just wondering, how come you’re so good at talking now? You have a whole repertoire of sweet words.”

Xie Yu nibbled on Chen Zhuo’s reddening earlobe, murmuring, “What sweet words? They’re all true, every single one. I feel so happy.”

Chen Zhuo leaned back against Xie Yu, freeing a hand to cover the back of Xie Yu’s hand clasped around his waist. “I’m very happy too.”

Xie Yu’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He turned Chen Zhuo’s face and lowered his head to kiss him.

The spatula “clangged” as it fell into the pot, making a crisp sound.

The range hood was still working hard.

Buzz buzz buzz——

Concealing the sounds of entangled kisses.

The smell of burnt food filled the air.

Chen Zhuo suddenly snapped back to reality from Xie Yu’s sweet talk, pushed him away, and wiped his mouth. “Aiya! It’s all your fault! My stuffed green peppers are all burnt!”

Xie Yu stared at his lips with lingering affection. “You can still eat it if you peel off the burnt skin.”

Chen Zhuo glared at him playfully, poured on the prepared sauce, and said helplessly, “I guess that’s the only way. Go set the table and let’s eat.”

“Okay.”

Xie Yu responded quickly, and pinched Chen Zhuo’s butt on the way out.

Chen Zhuo was speechless: “… You pervert.”

Three dishes and a soup were arranged on the table, steaming hot. Although the presentation wasn’t great, it smelled delicious.

Xie Yu placed a bowl of rice in front of Chen Zhuo and sat opposite him, full of emotion. “I never thought that I’d be living the good life of having my wife cook for me before I even turned twenty. I’m so lucky.”

Chen Zhuo chuckled softly and put the only unburnt stuffed green pepper onto Xie Yu’s plate. “Don’t be so dramatic. Eat your food.”

Xie Yu’s family had a professional chef responsible for all three meals, with different cuisine chefs rotating.

He had tasted all kinds of delicacies, but he felt that today’s meal was the best he had ever eaten.

Xie Yu was used to working out, so he didn’t eat too much, but today he even poured the last bit of tomato beef brisket gravy over his rice, determined not to waste any of Chen Zhuo’s effort.

Chen Zhuo stopped him. “Don’t eat so much at night, it’s hard to digest.”

Xie Yu shoveled rice into his mouth. “It’s okay, I’ll just exercise later. Xiaozhuo’er, your cooking is so delicious! It’s amazing!”

The emotional value was overflowing, and a smile crept into Chen Zhuo’s eyes. “I’m glad you like it.”

Xie Yu nodded like a woodpecker. “I like it, of course I like it. I’ll learn to cook too, and make it for you.”

Chen Zhuo’s little curly hair bobbed happily. “Mm!”

After dinner, Xie Yu pushed Chen Zhuo to watch TV. He put the dishes into the dishwasher. He’d bought the house three years ago, but this was the first time the kitchen had been used. Even the dishwasher was brand new.

The latest TV series was playing on TV, and the noisy voices reached Chen Zhuo’s ears, but he seemed unable to hear them. He could only hear the sounds of Xie Yu moving around in the kitchen.

Chen Zhuo hugged a pillow and leaned against the sofa. He and Xie Yu would be sharing a bed again, which inevitably made his heart race.

Judging by Xie Yu’s actions, he wanted him to stay here for the entire winter vacation. He’d even moved his luggage over. What was the difference between this and living together?

Chen Zhuo pressed the back of his hand to his hot cheeks.

Although the two of them had already kissed, was this progression a little too fast?

Would that blockhead Xie Yu understand?

As Chen Zhuo was thinking in confusion, a hand suddenly landed on his neck, forcing him to look up. Xie Yu’s playful and unrestrained smile bloomed in his dark eyes.

Xie Yu had just finished cleaning up the kitchen, and his hands were still damp. He caressed Chen Zhuo’s cheek, seductively saying, “Don’t watch TV, it’s pretty late. How about… taking a shower?”

Chen Zhuo blinked slowly, a little embarrassed. “Ah? Oh, okay, sure, I’ll go shower first.”

Xie Yu pretended to be calm. “Mm, go ahead.”

As soon as Chen Zhuo walked into the master bedroom’s bathroom, Xie Yu immediately began stripping off his own clothes in a flurry, throwing them everywhere as he hurried into the guest bathroom.

The sound of rushing water lasted for less than five minutes before Xie Yu hurriedly came out wearing a bathrobe.

He opened a drawer and arranged the things he had bought long ago on the bedside table.

Then he did twenty push-ups to get his muscles pumping…

Everything was ready except for the crucial element. Xie Yu slipped naked into the bed, waiting for Chen Zhuo’s favor.

But Chen Zhuo was taking a really long shower. Xie Yu’s shy and excited energy was almost gone when the sound of water in the bathroom finally stopped.

Chen Zhuo half-dried his hair.

He deliberately loosened his bathrobe, revealing a large expanse of his collarbone.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Chen Zhuo nodded in satisfaction. Wouldn’t this entrance mesmerize Xie Yu?

After secretly cheering himself on, Chen Zhuo pushed the door open and went out.

Xie Yu was leaning against the headboard, furiously studying videos, adhering to the principle that a last-minute sharpening of the spear was better than nothing.

He looked up when he heard the noise, and his phone slipped, falling onto the carpet.

Xie Yu stared blankly at Chen Zhuo, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “Is this… deliberately seducing me?”

Chen Zhuo glanced at the eight boxes on the bedside table, then at the softcore film still playing on the carpet.

He slowly untied the belt at his waist, looking down at Xie Yu teasingly. “You’ve prepared quite a bit, huh? You won’t fail halfway, will you?”

Xie Yu suddenly threw back the covers and jumped out of bed, scooping Chen Zhuo up in his arms. “Chen Xiaozhuo’er, you’re done for, I’m telling you. Don’t chicken out later.”

Chen Zhuo looped his arms loosely around Xie Yu’s neck and blinked. “How do you want me to be done for?”

Xie Yu tossed him onto the bed, pinned Chen Zhuo’s wrists above his head, and said outrageously, “Wife, you’re really asking for it…”

The last syllable was drowned out by their kiss.