At this time, Qiao JiaYue had been standing by the kitchen door for a while staring at Xiao Yang's back for a while, biting her lower lip to calm her emotions before she finally managed to make her tone less hostile as she said: "Brother Xiao Yang, do you want to help?"
The man seemed to have noticed that she had been standing at the door, but he only just looked back at her as he put a pot of red sage by his hand in the sink and looked away from her as he said, "Help me wash the vegetables."
Unexpectedly, he really asked her to help, Qiao JiaYue could only bite the bullet and agree even though she was unwilling.
She walked to the sink and turned on the tap to wash the vegetables. While Xiao Yang covered the salted oysters with a plastic wrap and put it in the fridge and then went about dealing with the chicken.
From where Qiao Jiayue stood, she could occasionally see the side of Xiao Yang’s face, his facial outline was sharp, lips thin like a knife, but the bridge of the nose was very full, the corners of his phoenix-like eyes with single eyelids were facing up, creating an arc with an indescribable charm. If it wasn't for the fact that he didn't have any expressions from start to finish, it wouldn't have been difficult to get along with him. A girl her age likes fair and beautiful boys, so she couldn't move her eyes away when faced with a tall, strong, and good-looking guy.
But Qiao Jiayue did not dare to speak out. One reason was that she had just offended him not long ago, and the other is because... Xiao Yang had an indescribable aura that made it so that even if he had not said a word, people did not dare not say anything without authorization.
As a result, they worked in silence. But then as Xiao Yang placed the washed beef on the cutting board and began skillfully slicing the beef, he unexpectedly spoke, "Your name is Qiao Jiayue?"
Qiao Jiayue who was still slowly washing the vegetables gave a light "Mmm" with her head looking downwards.
"High school student?" Xiao Yang asked as he put the evenly sliced beef into a small stainless steel basin, added spices, and began mixing.
Not knowing why, Qiao Jiayue didn't even have the guts to look at him at this moment, and simply nodded, "Yes."
"That's not too young, you should understand the basic politeness." He said as he took out the steamer from the kitchen cabinet and then divided the mixed beef slices into several small portions on the steamer and put it on the stove. "I'm in no position to comment on your family problems but don't let me see you pouring dirty water on Qiao Yin again, do you understand me?"
**(Note: Pouring dirty water is like sullying or accusing someone of something, insulting)**
His tone was not sullen or angry, and he was so calm that one could not perceive the slightest hint of warning in his tone, but Qiao Jiayue's body stiffened. She awkwardly brought out the washed stalks, not daring to refute. Perhaps it was because she was unfamiliar with Xiao Yang and he was a policeman. In this kind of confrontation, she could not show the undaunted attitude she had when facing Qiao Yin.
While Xiao Yang turned his attention to the chicken on the stove. He got some ice out of the freezer and then put the cooked chicken on the ice. Then he stretched out his hand and took the pot of stalks from her, and expressionlessly thanked her, "Thank you." After that, he lightly said, "There is nothing for you to do here. Go out and sit."
Qiao Jiayue stiffly nodded, blushed, resisting the urge to run, turned, and left the kitchen.
It so happened that Qiao Yin came in right as she walked off. Qiao Yin saw that her facial expression was unsightly, so she glanced at Xiao Yang's back, thought for a moment, and finally just walked forward with a smile and asked him, "Anything I can help with?"
"There is a pot of pickled peppers chicken feet in the refrigerator." He responded as he stir-fried garlic, ginger, and onions in a pan, "I made it two days ago, it should be very tasty. Take it out and find a bowl to put it in."
Qiao Yin suppressed the urge to swallow as she nodded and went to take out the pickled chicken feet from the refrigerator.
Xiao Yang then took out the chicken buried in the ice cubes and put them in a bowl, drizzled red oil, added soy sauce, salt and sugar, and sprinkled a handful of white sesame seeds to make steamed chili chicken.
He then got out a steaming plate, put in the marinated fish with tempeh, and began steaming that. Then he took out the long-marinated oysters and proceeded to roll them one by one in a bowl of flour.
"Do you want to make ginseng vegetable soup? I can make it later." Qiao Yin said as she poured the chicken feet into a bowl. It had a salty and spicy aroma, and the light green pickled pepper water poured itself on the smooth and delicate skin of the chicken feet, making it difficult for her to hold herself back, so she could only ask Xiao Yang, who was still busy: "Would you like to try a chicken foot?"
"If you want to taste it, you eat first." The other party said without looking back, seeing right through her true intentions, "I will pretend I didn't see it."
Qiao Yin smiled with a guilty conscience, picked up half of a chicken foot with chopsticks, and brought it to his mouth, "Come on, you eat first."
The food was delivered to his mouth, but Xiao Yang did not open his mouth. He glanced at her, grabbed her hand holding the chopsticks with the hand covered in flour, and redirected the chopsticks, and stuffed it into her mouth without changing his expression.
The pickled peppers he made were very spicy. Qiao Yin just held the chopsticks, her throat was irritated by the irritating spiciness, her vision slowly blurred as tears filled her eyes.
Xiao Yang didn't move, he just calmly watched her expression change, waiting for her to say the first sentence.
She was in tears, her eyebrows were slightly knit, but her eyes were extremely excited, her cheeks moved, and she slowly chewed the chicken feet. He could not tell her from her complex and vivid expression whether she was moved or it was spiciness causing this reaction: "What to do, Xiao Yang... I'm afraid that my dad will fall in love with you..."
"Fall in love?" Xiao Yang responded with his eyebrows slightly raised.
She finished knawing off the meat and then sauntered to the trash can to spit out the small bones. She then took a deep breath and smiled at him with big shiny eyes: "your cooking..."
After half a second of silence, he simply turned his cold face around and continued to roll the remaining oysters in flour, paying no mind to Qiao Yin who had come up next to him to drool over the steamed chili chicken.
(end of Chapter 17 raw)
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YukkiMuch: Another cooking scene~~ I'm sorry if you got hungry~~ Isn't Xiao Yang amazing? He is protecting his girlfriend~~
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