Chapter 422: Personal Chef
The two returned to the villa, and Liou Qingcheng, like a curious child, strolled around the villa a few times before nestling on the sofa. She picked up a bag of snacks and began watching TV while eating.
Lin Tian, wearing an apron, walked up to Liou Qingcheng, blocking the TV. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a breathtaking scene.
Liou Qingcheng was reclining on the sofa, her slightly bent legs and those enticing curves. But these weren’t the focus.
The focus was Liou Qingcheng lying there so casually, not realizing when her floral dress had its hem flipped up, revealing a pair of black lace leggings.
Sexy, alluring, as if calling out to Lin Tian. Lin Tian felt his whole body heat up.
"Move aside, you’re blocking my TV." Liou Qingcheng was focused on the TV and got annoyed when it was suddenly obstructed.
After uttering that, she immediately noticed something off with Lin Tian. What was off? Those lustful eyes and the grinning mouth, almost drooling!
A blush appeared on Liou Qingcheng’s face. She hurriedly pulled down her dress hem with fumbling hands, then sat up straight on the sofa and pouted, "I’ve covered it, and you’re still looking!"
Lin Tian chuckled without saying a word. Even sitting properly, Liou Qingcheng was enticing, so beautiful with a great figure and aura. Wasn’t that tempting him?
"Look any more and I’ll gouge your eyes out. Go cook, I’m hungry."
Lin Tian moved up to Liou Qingcheng and lifted her into his arms with a princess carry, enjoying the fragrance from her body.
"What are you doing?" Liou Qingcheng naturally wrapped her arms around Lin Tian’s neck, feeling her heart racing and her voice trembling.
"Aren’t you hungry? I’ll teach you to cook. Afraid you’d slack off, so I had to carry you over."
Lin Tian laughed foolishly, ignoring Liou Qingcheng lightly punching his chest with her soft hands.
Carrying Liou Qingcheng to the kitchen, Lin Tian set her down and took out a pink apron from the drawer, saying, "I’ll help you put it on."
Liou Qingcheng felt her heart racing faster, standing there dumbfounded, letting Lin Tian do as he pleased.
Lin Tian spread out the apron and put it around Liou Qingcheng’s neck, then suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Ah! What are you doing?" Liou Qingcheng screamed.
"Nothing at all." Lin Tian said mischievously as he pulled two apron strings through her waist and tied a beautiful bow at the back.
"Don’t worry, I’m not eating you now. I’ll eat you tonight." Lin Tian stepped back two paces, eyes roaming over Liou Qingcheng in her apron.
"Tsk tsk, beautiful, truly a goddess indeed." He praised, then took out his phone to snap a couple of photos before putting it away with satisfaction.
Watching Lin Tian’s antics, Liou Qingcheng couldn’t help but pout, "You made me wear this just to take pictures?"
"Of course not. I said I’d teach you to cook." Lin Tian shook his head as he walked over to the cutting board. With his right hand, he wielded a kitchen knife and pressed down a piece of lean meat with his left, gently slicing off a thin piece.
"Did you see that clearly? It’s very simple. The trick is to press the meat down tight and keep the knife angle slightly slanted."
Lin Tian stood behind Liou Qingcheng, holding her hand, teaching her hand-in-hand.
Though feeling a bit shy, Liou Qingcheng focused intently on learning, not noticing how the eyes behind her were wandering.
From Lin Tian’s angle, he could easily gaze down upon the deep black chasm at Liou Qingcheng’s bosom, stirring curiosity to the utmost degree.
Although Liou Qingcheng was unaware, being held by Lin Tian made her feel all out of sorts, soft and powerless, seemingly ready to collapse into his arms.
"Okay, okay, you go do something else. I’ve got it." Liou Qingcheng urged,
"Alright."
Lin Tian kissed Liou Qingcheng’s cheek then swiftly dodged away, whistling cheekily.
Liou Qingcheng could only manage a helpless laugh as she watched him, smiling knowingly.
After a long time, Liou Qingcheng suddenly felt something amiss. Lin Tian stood before the induction cooker with his head down, doing something unknown.
She tiptoed over, peeked, and found Lin Tian engrossed in his phone.
Liou Qingcheng snatched the phone and glanced down.
Huh?
Sweet and sour ribs recipe?
Liou Qingcheng’s breath caught as she glared at Lin Tian, asking, "Are you looking at a recipe?"
"Yeah." Lin Tian nodded.
"Didn’t you say you’re an amazing cook?" Liou Qingcheng was both amused and irked by this cheeky guy. Can someone joke like this?
"Relax, it’s definitely delicious. Those five-star hotel chefs are just garbage to me!"
Lin Tian boasted shamelessly, snatched his phone back, and said, "Go cut the ingredients, then just wait to eat."
Liou Qingcheng was speechless, but seeing Lin Tian so confidently, she decided to believe him this time. Honestly, cooking together was quite fun.
Half an hour later, four dishes, one soup, and two bowls of white rice were set on the dining table.
Liou Qingcheng, smelling the fragrance wafting over, couldn’t believe Lin Tian had made it alone.
Liou Qingcheng couldn’t cook. Even cutting vegetables earlier was just for show, so she had no idea what it meant for one person to finish four dishes and a soup, from washing to chopping to cooking, in half an hour. It felt a bit slower than a restaurant to her.
"Why are you just standing there? Try it." Lin Tian handed over a pair of chopsticks.
"You try first." Liou Qingcheng extended the chopsticks, hesitating to take a bite.
With a resigned smile, Lin Tian tasted each dish, then laughed contentedly. "I think you’re really lucky to have a boyfriend who not only manages the living room but is also handy in the kitchen. Go ahead, try it."
Liou Qingcheng kept observing Lin Tian’s expression, and finally, with the willingness of someone eating their last meal, she picked up a piece of fish and placed it in her mouth.
As the aroma of the fish spread in her mouth, Liou Qingcheng’s squinted eyes suddenly widened, and she quickly grabbed a piece of rib to taste as well.
"How is it?"
Lin Tian beamed at Liou Qingcheng. He was confident in his culinary skills because, back during his time at the villa, he often cooked for himself.
Though he didn’t know many dishes, Lin Tian was very precise with the heat and amount of seasonings for any dish he prepared. Adding a touch of Spiritual Qi, one could only describe his cuisine with four words: a taste of the human world.
Liou Qingcheng nodded satisfactorily at Lin Tian, her eyes squinting with a smile again, "I hereby officially announce, you’ll be my exclusive chef from now on."