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Night fell, and the villa was brightly lit, filled with a warm atmosphere.
In the kitchen, Lingsha, wearing her familiar white apron, busied herself like a busy little bee, preparing tonight's dinner.
The air was filled with the enticing aroma of food and her unique, delicate fragrance.
To my surprise, Jingliu also appeared in the kitchen.
She seemed eager to help, fulfilling the duties of a "wife" she had just promised.
However, the former Sword Champion was clearly clueless about cooking.
I saw her holding a kitchen knife with the perfect posture, almost like she was wielding a sword. Her eyes were exceptionally serious, but the potato chunks she cut were all different sizes, and their shapes were... indescribable.
She tried to scale the fish, but nearly flung it away.
The most outrageous thing was that when she tried to chop ribs, with a loud "crack," she used too much force and split the thick wooden cutting board in two with one stroke !
Seeing Jingliu's obvious effort and seriousness, yet incredibly clumsy and constantly messing things up, Lingsha, who was standing by to guide her, couldn't help but let out a laugh.
There was no mockery in that smile, only a pure, somewhat endearing helplessness.
In the end, Lingsha smiled and gently "invited" Jingliu out of the kitchen.
"Master Jingliu, it's smoky and oily here. Please leave it to me. Dinner will be ready soon."
Jingliu seemed to realize she had actually made things worse, a rare, faint trace of embarrassment appearing on her face, but she still obediently nodded and left the kitchen.
To celebrate Jingliu's successful liberation from the demonic possession and her official becoming a member of our family, Lingsha put in extra effort tonight, preparing a large and sumptuous feast that almost filled the entire table.
The three of us (Silver Wolf, of course, arrived right on time) sat around the table.
Lingsha remained seated to my right, wearing that naked apron, attentively serving me food and pouring me wine, completely oblivious to the gazes of Silver Wolf and Jingliu across from her.
Silver Wolf, as always, was gushing over the food, her mouth stuffed full, occasionally muttering indistinctly, "Tsk... in broad daylight... so sappy..."
Jingliu remained somewhat silent, simply sitting quietly, her gaze occasionally falling on me with a curious intensity she herself might not even be aware of.
Just as I was enjoying Lingsha's tender service and thought the night would pass peacefully, another change occurred!
Unexpectedly, without my noticing, Jingliu had followed Lingsha's example, taking off her outer clothes and putting on... a white, naked apron of her own!
She silently sat down on my left, then picked up the serving chopsticks, and awkwardly brought a translucent shrimp to my lips.
Me: "...???"
Silver Wolf: "Pfft ! "
She nearly spat out the food in her mouth.
Lingsha's eyes widened in surprise as well.
Jingliu seemed oblivious to our reaction, or perhaps she simply didn't care. She was merely mimicking Lingsha, attempting to fulfill her duties as a "wife," saying in her cool, aloof voice, "Ah, husband, please... open..."
However, she clearly had no experience serving others.
The shrimp had just reached my lips when her hand trembled slightly before I could even open my mouth. The round shrimp fell precisely onto my thigh with a "plop," leaving a grease stain .
"Ah!" Jingliu let out a soft cry, instantly becoming somewhat flustered.
This was probably her first time doing something like this, and she had no idea how to handle such a minor accident.
She frantically tried to help me wipe it, quickly turning to grab a cloth nearby.
In her panic, she mistakenly grabbed the dirty rag meant for wiping the table! She started wiping my thigh with that grimy rag…
"Wait! Jingliu!" I tried to stop her, caught between laughing and crying, but it was too late.
What was originally just a small oil stain was instantly transformed into a large, grayish-black mess on my pants by her wiping it with a dirty rag, making it look even worse.
" Pfft—Hahahaha! "
Silver Wolf, who had been engrossed in her meal, finally couldn't hold back any longer and burst into earth-shattering laughter, slapping the table as she began her frantic rant:
"Oh my god! This is killing me! Jingliu! Can you do anything right?! You're so clumsy you can't even hold food properly—Xianzhou Sword Champion? Might as well call you the 'Dropping-Food Champion' instead, hahaha... using a rag on his pants? Are you trying to polish him? Hahahaha!"
Lingsha was also amused by Jingliu's flustered and clumsy state. She covered her mouth with her hand, her shoulders shaking slightly as she clearly tried to suppress her laughter.
Jingliu, the one being mocked, looked at the "masterpiece" she had created, then at the mess on my pants. Hearing Silver Wolf's merciless roasting, she was stunned for a moment, and then—pfft—she actually laughed out loud as well !
It wasn't the relieved, wistful laugh of before, but... a genuine, pure laugh—genuinely amused by her own clumsiness and the scene before her!
Her smile was like a glacier melting instantly, like a pure white ice flower suddenly blooming on a winter branch—exquisitely beautiful, carrying a dazzling purity and brilliance.
Jingliu, smiling... was truly beautiful.
She was so beautiful that I momentarily forgot to eat, forgot the stain on my pants, and forgot Silver Wolf's noise. I just stared blankly at that rare, brilliant smile on her face, as radiant as melting snow and ice.