Chapter 580: Adjective
Su Yinhe didn’t like the adjective Lin Murong used; she felt it was slanderous.
When had she ever been that kind of person?
Su Yinhe didn’t lie down anymore, and neither did Lin Murong.
The moment the two of them stepped out the door and ran into each other, one look was enough for them to understand what the other wanted to say.
Their tacit understanding peaked in that instant.
"Want to do something else?" Lin Murong winked at her suggestively.
"Sure," she said, since she was bored anyway.
"What do you want to do? Continue with the supermarket?"
"No way. Look at the heavy snow outside. Do you think anyone is capable enough to make it to the supermarket to shop?"
Lin Murong was about to suggest that Su Yinhe was underestimating the Superpower Users, but the next second, he saw the thick layers of snow falling outside.
He shut up.
People need to learn when to keep quiet.
Lin Murong had just learned that lesson.
"So... do something else? Play cards? Call Chi Yan, and the three of us can play Landlord."
"Alright." But really, didn’t the thought of playing Landlord bring Lin Murong some unpleasant memories?
Su Yinhe looked at an excited Lin Murong, puzzled.
She remembered someone kept losing at Landlord, constantly losing.
Losing miserably, the kind of misery that was utterly pitiful.
How could Lin Murong not have any psychological shadows from that?
She admired that kind of optimism.
"Galaxy, what’s with that look?" Lin Murong caught her gaze, and felt a chill down his spine.
He always felt Galaxy’s look at him was a bit strange.
Oh no.
It couldn’t be that Galaxy was eyeing his good looks, could it?
Lin Murong touched his own face.
He knew he was handsome, but surely not to that extent.
He remembered that Galaxy and Chi Yan were an item.
He wouldn’t be right if he was hitting on his brother’s girl.
Su Yinhe had no idea that with just one look, she’d let Lin Murong’s imagination run wild.
Since Lin Murong himself had no psychological shadows and wanted to play Landlord, Su Yinhe was, of course, happy to accompany him.
They called Chi Yan over, and the three of them gathered snacks, drinks, and fruits to start playing Landlord.
Then...
Lin Murong felt certain that one of them had to be cheating.
Otherwise, why was he always the landlord, always getting beaten?
It didn’t make sense. Why did he always end up being the landlord?
And he always lost.
"You guys... are you guys..."
"What are we? Weren’t you the one who called for the landlord?"
Lin Murong: "... Yeah, but why didn’t any of you call? Neither of you wanted to."
Meaning he was the only one left to call.
"Because we didn’t want to call. I think you’re suited to being the landlord, Landlord. It means you’re rich, it suits you." Su Yinhe looked at him with earnest eyes.
Lin Murong narrowed his eyes at her.
"Fine. I’ll take your word for it." Lin Murong tore off the post-it note from his face.
"Next time, can’t you guys be a little gentler?" They slapped the note on his face every time; did they even remember that was his face?
His face!
Why did they have to slap it so hard?
Ouch.
It really hurt.
"Ah, we were already very gentle. Lin Murong, turns out... you’re that fragile ~" Su Yinhe looked him up and down.
Lin Murong: "??? Wait, why are we back to this again? How does this show I’m weak, I’m perfectly capable, alright?"
How could Galaxy slander him like that?
He got it now, Galaxy was the kind of person who, if she couldn’t have it, would want to destroy it.
He understood.
"You’re capable, huh? Really?" Su Yinhe looked at him, disbelief clear on her face.
"Of course. I’m super capable," Lin Murong puffed out his chest.
"Since you’re such a capable person, could you make me some clam noodles with garlic flavor?" Su Yinhe looked at him sincerely.
"No problem... Huh? What?" Lin Murong agreed before he realized what he had agreed to.
"Good. You’ve agreed to make me garlic clam noodles. Now go ahead. Once you’ve made the garlic clam noodles, we can continue playing ’fight the landlord.’" Su Yinhe suddenly felt like eating them but didn’t want to cook, and although Chi Yan was willing to cook for her, and wanted to, she didn’t want him to get too tired.
Luckily there was Lin Murong ready at hand.
Lin Murong: "..."
He felt like he’d been set up.
Lin Murong looked at her, then at Chi Yan.
Then sighed.
And resigned himself to make the garlic clam noodles.
The garlic clam noodles smelled amazing.
So mouthwateringly delicious.
Lin Murong was salivating while cooking.
He was making the garlic clam noodles for Su Yinhe, but he definitely had to make some for himself as well.
So he made a lot.
When he brought them out, Su Yinhe looked at the mountain of clams and fell silent for a moment.
"You... planning on exterminating the clams?"
"You don’t like them?" Lin Murong placed the big basin of clam noodles on the table.
"Well... I really felt like eating them, but now suddenly, I’m not so sure." She was afraid the clams might seek vengeance on her.
"Then don’t eat. I’ll eat it for you." Lin Murong rubbed his hands together and started eating.
"No way, I’ll still eat. Let the clams come and get their revenge." One by one, she would eat them.
"So come on then. Eat together, clean it all up."
The two of them huddled together and happily slurped up the noodles and clams.
Chi Yan: "..."
He felt something was odd, and...
never mind.
The garlic clam noodles were spicy and aromatic.
He’d put too much chili in, and as Lin Murong ate, his nose started running and his eyes watered.
But they were truly delicious.
He couldn’t stop.
Lin Murong wiped his nose as he ate.
Su Yinhe was doing fine, it seemed she could handle the spice.
Unafraid of the heat.
She slurped up the noodles quickly.
The clams were fresh and spicy, oh so tasty.
The big basin of clam noodles was devoured cleanly by the two of them.
"Ah~ Satisfying." Lin Murong patted his stomach and let out a breath of contentment after eating.
"If you’re full, go brush your teeth." Su Yinhe went to brush her teeth right after finishing her meal.
Garlic clam noodles, while fragrant, also left a strong taste.
One had to brush their teeth after eating.
While she went to brush her teeth, Lin Murong was still battling.
By the time she came back from brushing her teeth, Lin Murong had finished eating.
"I’ll go later, let me rest for a bit first." Lin Murong lay on the couch, feeling very comfortable.
"Go now. You won’t feel like it later. Hurry up." Su Yinhe kicked his foot with hers.
"Alright, alright, I’m going." Lin Murong got up, picked up the dirty basin and dishes, and went to brush his teeth.
Brush his teeth, and also scrub the basin and dishes clean.
Clean people like him were rare.
Lin Murong began to admire himself again.
Su Yinhe: "..."
Su Yinhe watched Lin Murong’s shuffling steps and fell into deep thought.
What exactly went wrong to make Lin Murong turn out like this.
Such a gait, how did he even manage to walk that way.
Even she couldn’t walk that awkwardly.
She seemed to have unearthed another suitable career for him, aside from acting, he could also be a model.
But given Lin Murong’s eating habits, being a model seemed like a difficult task for him.