flstandardbreds Chapter 138: A man who is better than a master is better than a master.
Chapter 138: A man who is better than a master is better than a master.
"What delicious food are you making?" Shen Fei asked with interest as she leaned against the kitchen doorway a few steps ahead, arms crossed.
"Chicken soup," Bo Junxing turned down the heat, picked up a spoon, scooped up a little, blew on it gently to cool it, and then held it to Shen Feiwan's lips. "Try it and see if it suits your taste."
Shen Feiwan immediately opened her mouth and took a bite. The delicious soup spread on her tongue and smelled wonderful.
"Mmm, delicious." She didn't hold back her praise, her eyes full of approval of Bo Junxing's cooking skills.
Looking at her satisfied expression, Bo Junxing smiled and said, "Then go sit down."
As he spoke, he ladled a bowl of chicken soup and placed it on the table, then slowly pulled over a chair, gesturing for Shen Feiwan to sit down.
Shen Feiwan scooped a spoonful of chicken soup into her mouth and sighed contentedly.
Then she looked up at Bo Junxing, a mischievous glint in her eyes, "You're being so considerate now, but I still dumped you in the end. You won't be so angry you want to kill me, will you?"
"..." Bo Junxing's eyes darkened, but his face remained expressionless. "Do you really have to kill me? Perhaps we can use other methods, such as killing you. You know, I may not be good at other things now, but I'm very skilled at dealing with you."
Shen Feiwan knew what he meant by '弄'.
The tone was as if he was seriously considering it, yet also as if he was deliberately teasing him.
Shen Feiwan narrowed her eyes. "You're really bad right now."
"Yes," Bo Junxing admitted, "So, do you like it?"
"It's alright... You sit down too, let's eat together. Oh, by the way, do you need any help?" Although she said this, Shen Feiwan showed no intention of getting up to lend a hand.
Bo Junxing didn't intend to ask her to do any work. He turned around and brought the cooked rice and Liang Wai's two dishes to the table.
Looking at the steaming rice, Shen Feiwan asked, "Where did you get this rice cooker? I don't think I have one here. Did you go out and buy it while I was sleeping?"
Bo Junxing sat down opposite Shen Feiwan, poured himself a bowl of soup, and said slowly, "I had it brought here."
Shen Feiwan nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly remembered the painting on the bedside table and asked, "What about the painting on the bedside table?"
Bo Junxing replied, "The painter gave it to me this morning when I left the park after my run. She said that since she had taken our money, she had to produce a painting. What do you think? Isn't it beautiful?"
Shen Feiwan sincerely praised, "The little girl is very capable. She only glanced at us for a short while and drew both of us. I must say, the drawing is quite similar."
"Yes. Later I had someone decorate it."
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Bo Junxing said "I'll go" to Shen Feiwan, then put down his chopsticks and stood up.
Shen Feiwan glanced back as he opened the door.
The person who came was Bo Junxing's assistant.
The two exchanged only a few words in hushed tones before his assistant hurriedly left.
Bo Junxing quickly closed the door.
When he returned, he had a laptop in his hand.
Shen Feiwan looked at her with a hint of helplessness. "Are you really planning to stay here for a long time? There's really no need for that. When I leave, you'll have to move all your things back, which is such a hassle."
Bo Junxing casually placed his laptop on the coffee table and sat back down at the dining table.
"If you're worried about me causing trouble, then just stay put and don't make me move things, that's fine, isn't it?"
These words left Shen Feiwan speechless.
She opened her mouth, but ultimately didn't say anything in rebuttal. Instead, she picked up a piece of food and ate it silently.
Seeing her like this, Bo Junxing paused for a moment, then suggested, "Let's go see a movie after dinner."
Shen Feiwan looked up at him, somewhat surprised. There were quite a few arrangements.
After thinking about it, she nodded in agreement, "Okay, I have nothing else to do anyway."
After saying that, she remembered something else and added, "But if I buy a ticket now, there probably won't be any good seats left, right?"
"No, I already bought it a long time ago."
"Huh?" Shen Feiwan's eyes widened. "But I haven't even said what I want to see yet, and you've already bought it. What if you bought something I don't want to see?"
"No." Bo Junxing put some food on Shen Feiwan's plate, his expression indifferent. "Because I didn't know what you liked to watch, I bought tickets for all the movies that were showing in theaters. You can pick whichever you like."
“…” Shen Feiwan was stunned. “Although you’ve thought of everything, it’s a bit wasteful. Next time, you should ask me first.”
"Don't worry about wasting it. I had my assistant buy it. If we're not going to see it, I'll have him arrange for someone else to go."
At Bo Junxing's extravagant suggestion to "book the entire theater and choose whatever you want," Shen Feiwan ultimately selected a sci-fi blockbuster that had recently received excellent reviews and was extremely popular.
The screen for this screening was huge, but there weren't many seats. So the back rows had the best viewing experience, and Bo Junxing bought a seat in the very last row.
This film is quite to Shen Feiwan's liking.
However, just over ten minutes into the movie, her seat suddenly malfunctioned.
She just moved slightly, and with a "creak," the chair broke.
She found it unbelievable that such a thing could happen in a movie theater. Just as she was about to get up to check, Bo Junxing reached out his arms and steadily picked her up.
"Sit on my lap and watch. It's in the last row, so it won't bother anyone."
The movie theater was dark, and the people around them were wearing 3D glasses and immersed in the story, so no one noticed their posture at all.
Shen Feiwan was really into it, so she simply followed Bo Junxing's suggestion.
However, she had only been sitting on it for a short while when she felt something hard pressing against her buttocks.
She knew what was going on, but since Bo Junxing didn't do anything out of line, she pretended nothing had happened and continued to focus on the screen and watch the movie.
Throughout the entire process, Bo Junxing simply held her quietly, without saying a single word.
However, as time went by, Shen Feiwan found it increasingly difficult to sit motionless on someone's lap while watching a movie.
Half an hour later, she finally couldn't help but speak up, "No, watching a movie like this is too uncomfortable. I can't sit still anymore. Let's go."
"Okay." Bo Junxing didn't ask any more questions, but silently took Shen Feiwan off her clothes.
The two quickly got up and left the theater.
They left halfway through, so there were only the two of them in the entire passageway.
Walking into a brightly lit area, Shen Feiwan lifted the hem of Bo Junxing's coat, and sure enough, it was him.
Bo Junxing turned his head and took her mischievous hand, "Don't look, I'm having a hard time holding back."
Shen Feiwan snorted and said without any politeness, "Who told you to be in heat anytime, anywhere?"
Bo Junxing glanced at her, then pulled her into his arms. "Because you're on my lap, I can't control myself when it's you."
Shen Feiwan pushed him away, "That's because you lacked self-control; I didn't react at all."
Bo Junxing looked at Shen Feiwan again, his gaze fixed on her eyes, "That's because I didn't go in."
"..." Shen Feiwan rolled her eyes at him, "You said you learned it from me, but was I always saying dirty jokes regardless of the occasion?"
"Otherwise what? Do you see anyone else around me? Are there any like you?"
"Ha, then the student has truly surpassed the master."