CHAPTER 338: CHAPTER 327: THE WARM NEIGHBOR IS ACTUALLY HER!

"Have you eaten?" Wen Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, noticing it was already late, and asked softly.

Tan Qing stared at her with deep, dark eyes: "No."

"Then..." Wen Nuan felt a bit awkward, "I’ll take you out for dinner."

Almost every time, Tan Qing would treat her, and she had been feeling guilty about it for a long time. This was the perfect opportunity to treat him instead.

"What do you want to eat? I know a good restaurant nearby, shall we give it a try?"

"Never mind." Tan Qing shook his head, smiling slightly, "I’m a bit tired and don’t feel like going out. Let’s just eat at your place. Make something simple with whatever you have."

He had never tasted her cooking before and was eager to try it.

"Alright then." Wen Nuan smiled as she saw how listless he looked. Fortunately, she had bought a few ingredients today; otherwise, it would be embarrassing to only have tomatoes and eggs.

After turning on the TV for him, Wen Nuan went into the kitchen, first setting the rice to cook. She took some ingredients out of the fridge, pondered for a moment, and began preparing the dishes.

Tan Qing’s taste was similar to hers; he could eat slightly spicy food, so she didn’t have to be overly cautious.

Through the glass, Tan Qing saw the busy figure in the kitchen, a smile lighting up his lips. Such a simple life, yet very real, made him feel enveloped in a warm atmosphere. He couldn’t help but put down the remote and push open the kitchen door.

The space was very narrow, and once he entered, it seemed even smaller. He stood by her side without saying a word, watching her seriously as she chopped vegetables.

Wen Nuan caught sight of him out of the corner of her eye, feeling quite unnatural. She asked a bit uneasily, "Why did you come in here?"

"To supervise, of course." Tan Qing smiled brilliantly, looking at the sliced potatoes beside her, "Your knife skills are pretty good. I wonder how it will taste later?"

"It will..." Wen Nuan grinned and exaggerated to lighten the mood, "be very awful! How about that? Are you scared? It’s not too late to back out and eat out instead."

"Not scared!" Tan Qing raised an eyebrow, amusement spilling onto his handsome face.

He chuckled softly, his voice suddenly deepening, "Nuannuan, as long as you made it, I’ll love it..."

He wasn’t lying; he meant what he said. If she was willing to cook for him, no matter how bad it tasted, he would eat it all with a smile.

Tan Qing’s voice was low, brimming with anticipation and a hint of sadness. Wen Nuan’s slender body stiffened, her fingers trembled slightly. Luckily, she was cutting tomatoes at that moment, with large chunks so she didn’t cut herself. Her face turned even redder, and she didn’t dare turn to look at Tan Qing, only whispering, "Go rest for a bit, I’ll call you when it’s time to eat."

The kitchen was small, the two of them squeezed together, listening to him speak, feeling his presence, made her throat feel blocked, and the surrounding air seemed thinner. She was vaguely worried about something.

"Alright, I’ll just wait to enjoy it then." Seeing her embarrassment, Tan Qing didn’t want to give her too much pressure.

Stir-fried broccoli, shredded potato with shredded pork, cold mixed tomatoes, and a mushroom hollow vegetable leaf soup.

A simple three dishes and one soup, plus rice. Tan Qing helped her bring them out and they ate at the coffee table. Watching her serve him rice, Tan Qing felt a moment of illusion, like a young couple living a simple life.

Warm, simple yet comfortable.

He was very satisfied with such days.

"Your cooking skills are really impressive!" Tan Qing was particularly hungry today, eating heartily and frequently praising her, "Such simple dishes, but they taste great. Nuannuan, did you specifically learn to cook? I thought girls nowadays didn’t know how to cook."

At first, he really didn’t have high hopes, but he had thought to himself that even if she brought him a bowl of messy noodles, he would eat them seriously. However, the result truly surprised him.

Wen Nuan’s eyes curved into a smile, "As long as it’s not hard to eat, that’s good. I’m actually not that good, but I learned from Sister Ping. At that time..."

Her throat choked up, and she couldn’t continue, so she quickly shut her mouth.

At that time, she worked hard to make dishes that Leng Yan would eat. The first time she cooked a full table, he only came home at midnight. Later, he started to eat her cooking and praised her for it.

She always catered to his stomach, trying to make the dishes non-spicy. Yet when she returned from Milan, he punished himself by having Sister Ping make very spicy dishes, stubbornly eating them despite her persuasion, and ended up with a stomach ache for several days..."

Wen Nuan, stop it! Don’t think further!

Realizing that she was losing focus, Wen Nuan quickly regained her composure, looked up, and found Tan Qing watching her intently. She became uneasy again, "If you like it, eat more."