Chapter 197

Yang Yuyan heard the sound of the car, she glanced at the bed next to Yang Yucan, she has already slept, she quietly get up in the dark, gently get out of bed, open the door, barefoot walk downstairs to go.

Su Chunjun is driving back by himself, these days are like this, he let the driver go back early, he drove back to the university, and then drove to work in the morning.

It was now 1:40 a.m. He undid his tie and came in through the back door of the kitchen. The back door was unlocked because it was next to the woodshed, and people brought in firewood and vegetables in the morning, so the door was just hanging open.

He came in by himself so that he didn’t have to alert everyone through the front door.

He didn’t turn on the light, walked in the dark, passed the kitchen, and got hungry. He hadn’t eaten anything at the ball at the mayor’s house, just a glass of wine, and that was long gone now. He thought there would be cold buns in the kitchen, unsettled pickles, and maybe some leftover soup from dinner.

Thinking so, his feet were about to turn towards the kitchen.

At this time he heard a voice, turned his head to look, Yang Yuyan’s face in the dim room also seems to shine, followed by understanding, that is her skin is too white, reflecting the moonlight outside. Her eyes sparkled like stars in the dark night, and when she saw him, she was like Moses seeing God, radiating endless affection.

His favorite thing about her eyes was that every moment she looked at him called to him to believe that he was being deeply loved.

“You’re back!” Yang Yuyan softened her voice and said joyfully, “Are you hungry?” She saw him trying to go into the kitchen, “I know where there is food! There is also an alcohol stove in the bookcase in the first floor living room! I’ll use the alcohol stove to cook you noodles for dinner!”

Something as difficult as burning a stove was something that Second Miss Yang definitely didn’t know how to do. It’s not like there’s a tool as convenient and quick as gas or natural gas to light a fire here, but fortunately there’s still the alcohol stove used for chemical experiments, which can be used to spice up a late night snack at this very moment.

Su Chunjun looked at her from top to bottom and immediately realized that she was not wearing shoes.

The thought of her getting out of bed barefoot and running over to meet her made his heart heat up.

Probably because the darkness of the night brought endless imagination, he casually placed the purse in his hand on the ground and walked over to pick her up.

This embrace, the menu in Yang Yuyan’s mind to carry away, she instantly forgot what she originally wanted to do.

Su Chunjun was still thinking about “business”.

“Where did you say there was food?”

–Even though there’s no one right now.

–Though the sky is dark now.

–Although it seems that the time, place, and people are all in place.

— Still, he didn’t dare to step out of line.

So what else could be done?

One could only continue to make a midnight snack to eat.

So, in the darkness of the night, a man and a woman, alone together, in which the woman was wearing a nightgown and was held in the man’s arms, the two of them in the darkness — explored the kitchen, found the big basket for cold steamed buns, found the jar of sauces, found the dishes and chopsticks, and also found the alcohol stove.

Open the glass cap of the stove, take a match to light it, put on the iron rack, set up a glass measuring cup, fill it with water, wait for the water to boil, add a sliced cucumber, crack an egg flower, put a small handful of shrimp, add a bit of sesame oil, and a cucumber and egg soup is ready.

Then remove the glass measuring cup, put a wire mesh, will be cut into slices of cool buns on the top of the grill, turn over at the right time, and so on its browning, radiating flavor, can be eaten.

So the baked steamed bread slices are also done.

Yang Yuyan sat on the table, put Zhang Ma’s pickled cucumber in a small dish, while not forgetting to praise Zhang Ma’s craftsmanship: “This cucumber pickle is delicious, it’s sweet!”

The sweet and spicy sauce cucumber is indeed very delicious and delicious.

Su Chunjun stood by the table, drinking soup from a glass jar by himself, being fed by his fiancée with slices of toasted steamed buns in her small hands, and then eating the pickled cucumber with chopsticks in his free hand.

It smells good.

Across the corridor, on the darkened stairs, Shi Wuwei yawned and sat on the steps, sighing darkly.

He was memorizing, heard the door of Yang Yucan and Yang Yuyan’s house ringing, thought Yang Yucan wanted to come downstairs for a drink of water or something, and purposely wanted to follow her out to help her turn on the light, but didn’t expect that the one who came out was Yang Yuyan, and didn’t expect that he would bump into Su Chunjun having a midnight rendezvous with her.

Of course, the most unanticipated thing is that these two people are taking Professor Dai’s alcohol stove to cook midnight snacks.

He was worried that Yang Yuyan had been bullied by Su Chunjun. All men, he really can not trust Su Chunjun’s own determination.

But now it looks like Su Chunjun’s determination is enough to beat 99.99 percent of the men in the country.

It was evident that in his heart, Yang Yuyan was someone more important than his own desires.

At this moment, he heard Second Miss Yang’s soft voice saying, “Fold a bowl of tinfoil and put it on top, I’ll fry you another egg.”

Shi Wuwei: “……”

Professor Acting’s experimental materials were about to be wiped out by the scourge.

Not long after, the scent of eggs fried in butter wafted over.

It seems that it’s not only the experimental materials that are being scourged, but also the foreign ingredients that Prof. Dai specially bought back from outside.

Second Miss Yang: “I remember there was also salami.”

Shi Wuwei thought, “Su Chunjun, are you planning to eat a full banquet?

Fortunately, Su Chunjun’s stomach wasn’t that big and he said, “I’m full.”

Shi Wuwei let out a sigh of relief.

Then he heard Su Chunjun say, “Don’t move, I’ll carry you down.”

Carry?

Shi Wuwei was puzzled, why carry? And from where?

Second Miss Yang smiled, “Then you can carry me.”

Su Chunjun then turned around, “Okay, I’ll carry you, you carry well.”

Yang Er Miss was like a turtle shell, her hands and feet were wrapped around Su Chunjun’s back, and her two small jade-white feet tied a knot in front of his belly, hooked together, and her toes moved restlessly.

Su Chunjun’s qi sank into his dantian, cleaned up the table, destroyed all the evidence of the crime, and then turned around and carried her on his back out of the kitchen, up the stairs, and sent her back to her room.

Shi Wuwei ran back first in a row, his heart like a drum.

He opened the door a crack and continued to monitor Su Chunjun, preventing him from suddenly revealing his true colors.

–In fact, he wanted to learn a couple more tricks. He felt that Su Chunjun was much better at talking than him, and he wouldn’t be able to say anything when he got in front of Little Cicada.

The sound of two people talking came from the stairs.

Second Miss Yang was lying on Su Chunjun’s back, like she had an extra burden on her body.

She said, ”Ever since you moved in, I’ve only been able to see you at breakfast, and I don’t even know what time you came back. Do you always come back this late?”

Su Chunjun: “No. Today is the mayor’s house organizing a ball, that’s why I came back late, the other days I came back at eleven o’clock.”

Ms. Yang: “I’m still up at eleven o’clock. You really lied to me.”

Su Chunjun: “How could you still be up at eleven? You should have gone to bed at ten.”

Second Miss Yang: “I wanted to wait for you to come back to talk to you, but I couldn’t wait. I just thought that you must have come back late.” Speaking here, her voice turned low.

Su Chunjun’s two hands supported her behind her back and softly asked, “What’s wrong?”

Yang Yuyan’s conscience had been torturing her for a long time. She felt that she shouldn’t have tossed Su Chunjun around so much just for that little bit of jealousy, causing him to run around so hard.

She clearly should have trusted him.

“I feel that I shouldn’t let you come back here every day.” She said dispiritedly, her arms tightening, her chin resting at the base of his neck, and whispered, “You should return to the Zhu Family Building tomorrow, so you won’t have to work so hard.”

Su Chunjun bumped her upwards and said, “I like coming back over here. I really like it, I’m not forced at all.”

He set her down in front of her room door and pushed her in, “Go inside, go to sleep quickly, and we’ll talk again in the morning when we meet again.”

It was really too late, Yang Yuyan did not insist anymore and obediently walked in.

Only then did Su Chunjun return to the room he shared with Shi Wuwei, and as soon as he pushed the door in, he heard a very fake snoring sound.

Su Chunjun then pretended not to know, took off his shoes and got into bed, and after lying down, he fell asleep almost instantly and slept until dawn.

When the eyelids felt the light, the sky was already bright.

Su Chunjun was awakened by the sun, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that he was the only one in the room.

Through the door he could vaguely hear voices from downstairs, there were many people’s, Zhang Ma, Professor Dai, Ms. Zhu, Shi Wuwei, Yang Yucan.

There was also Second Miss Yang.

He unconsciously broke into a smile.

Full of strength, he climbed up, took off his wrinkled clothes, took another clean one from the hanger and changed into it, then came out with the changed clothes.

As soon as he pushed open the door, the voices downstairs got louder.

“Why are there three eggs missing?” Zhang Ma said, “A rat stealing eggs wouldn’t throw the shells into the garbage can, would it? There’s also one cucumber missing.”

Yang Yuyan: “I used the cucumber, I sliced it for the mask. I ate it after use.”

Prof. Dai: “Who used the alcohol stove? We’re almost out of alcohol.”

Yang Yuyan: “I did an experiment yesterday.”

Prof. Dai smiled and said, “Did the experiment use tinfoil to fry butter? There’s one less piece of tinfoil too.”

Ms. Zhu: “What did you do? If you don’t tell me, I’ll deduct your pocket money.”

Prof. Dai: “There’s no need to deduct your pocket money, I’m sure Yan Yan won’t waste it, she must be useful.”

Mrs. Zhang: “If she ate it, she ate it, no need to deduct pocket money. Did you not have enough to eat at night?”

Su Chunjun went downstairs with his clothes and met him face to face, Shi Wuwei glared at him meaningfully, then continued to remain silent.

Su Chunjun: “It’s me who used it, last night I came back hungry and didn’t know how to burn a stove, so I used an alcohol lamp to burn something to eat.”

Prof. Dai laughs, “You graduated two years ago and still remember where the alcohol stove is placed.”

Yang Yuyan lowered her head to remain silent.

Yang Yuchan realized something was wrong and stared at her, “Didn’t you go to bed long ago last night? Did you get up again? How come I didn’t know!”

Zhu Yan Shu also understood and looked at Yang Yu Yan, “You guys used an alcohol stove to make food last night? It’s not a small skill, learning to use it.”

Zhang Ma was puzzled: “Ah? They scourged three eggs and a cucumber with this small glass bottle and such thin silver paper? How is this possible.”

Professor Dai began to check all the labware one by one in front of the bookcase, picking them up and smelling them one by one, and soon discovered another tool of the trade: a glass measuring cup.

Prof. Dai laughs, “Egg and cucumber soup.”

Zhu Yanshu: “The menu is quite extensive.”

Mrs. Zhang: “Just using this little glass bottle to make soup? It didn’t burn and fry?”