Abandoned Wives of the Ages: Getting Rich from Space Warehouses

Chapter 92 Coexistence

"it's me."

The steps that were about to go upstairs stopped. The lights in the room were so bright that Xiang Yisen couldn't see clearly the expression on Yu Qing's face, but he could tell from her almost broken voice that she was very frightened just now.

"Are you OK?"

"I...I'm fine. As soon as I opened the door, I suddenly saw a black figure, which scared me. I'm too timid."

In the darkness, Yu Qing could not clearly see the expression on the other person's face, but based on his usual behavior, he must be expressionless.

When the cold wind blew in the dark night, she shrank her neck and asked politely: "Comrade Xiang, have you just come back? Have you eaten?"

Just when Yu Qing thought he would nod and go upstairs, because what he usually liked most about her was nodding in greeting, he asked her for the first time: "Have you eaten?"

"Me?" Yu Qing was startled, and it took her a while to realize that he was asking her, "I haven't eaten yet and am getting ready to go to the kitchen to cook."

In the dark night, he said "Oh", adjusted the scarf around his neck, seemed to think about it for a while, and then said: "I haven't eaten either, we just happened to be together."

Yu Qing suspected that her ears were damaged by the north wind, otherwise she couldn't believe it!

She opened her mouth, but managed not to confirm it again. Instead, she said in a brisk tone: "Okay, let's go together."

Turning back and closing the door, he walked to the kitchen on the side first. As he walked, he looked back to see if he was following him. "I took a nap in the afternoon. I didn't expect it was already dark when I woke up. I just invited you to dinner last time. You have something to do."

I didn’t finish it, so you must try the dishes I cooked this time.”

He opened the kitchen door and turned on the light, letting Xiang Yisen in. When he closed the door with his backhand, he paused for a moment. Doesn't God Xiang have any objection to this lonely man and widow living in the same room?

There was no fire at noon or afternoon. The kitchen was no different from an ice cellar. There wasn't even a spark in the fire.

Even though it was like this today, Yu Qing was not aware of the coldness in the kitchen at this moment.

"You sit down first and it won't be cold when the fire starts."

Light the vertical hairs that ignite the fire, first put some small branches, and slowly the fire becomes bigger.

"Comrade Xiang, can you light a fire?"

Xiang Yisen was looking at the kitchen. Hearing this, he looked at her and nodded: "Yes."

"You light the fire, and I'll wash the rice and cook it."

Xiang Yisen walked over with long legs, took the tongs from Yu Qing's hand, and sat on the small teapot beside the fire hall.

Yu Qing looked at his long legs that had nowhere to rest, and asked with both laughter and distress: "How about changing to a higher stool."

As he said that, he moved a stool from the table to him.

Xiang Yisen probably felt uncomfortable sitting like this, so he obediently moved to a different bench.

Yu Qing was pleased by his attitude. She washed the rice and put water in it neatly. After putting the pot on the stove, she turned to him and asked: "Can you cook firewood rice?"

"meeting."

Xiang Yisen frowned slightly, and he really disliked the fat girl who always questioned whether he knew how to do this or not.

Yu Qing was very satisfied with his answer and began to prepare the side dishes with confidence. She was not questioning him, but she always regarded him as a male god in her heart.

Where does the male god live?

How can the male god who lives in Shendi be contaminated with the smell of fireworks?

At first, I planned to stir-fry the pork slices with green peppers, but now that Mr. Xiang is here, I can no longer take out the green peppers.

Yu Qing turned around and glanced behind her. Xiang Yisen was carefully lighting the fire. The firelight shone brightly on his face, making the facial features more three-dimensional, especially the pair of black eyes, which were as black and bright as obsidian.

....

How could Xiang Yisen not notice being stared at by such a burning gaze? He had just noticed that the fat girl had lost a lot of weight after not seeing her for a month. She had no waist before, but now her waist has curves.

If it used to be described as fat, now it can only be described as plump...ahem!

Forgive him for having random thoughts again!

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