Chapter 35 - Miss Yu Is Good At Cooking (1/2)

”Are you looking for this?” Jun Zixuan pointed at the phone in his hand.

”Why do you have that?” Her eyes widened.

He raised an eyebrow, ”I got interested in your recent searches.”

She snatched the phone from him before using her fingerprint to unlock it.

'How to wash dishes properly?' The recent search results popped out and she pursed her lips, feeling a little embarrassed.

”You didn't need to lie about it,” The man pointed out and she had the sudden urge to find a suitable hole to hide inside.

She would have told the truth that she did not know how to do all these household works but the previous owner knew how to do all these. And that bothered her. Wouldn't he think that she was lying so that she wouldn't have to do it?

Well… Let it be… She can't reverse what has already happened so it's better to continue acting cool.

Moreover, even though her screen lock was her fingerprint, she felt glad that she had installed a separate app lock for contacts, call logs, and texts.

Or else it would have been troublesome to explain her relationship with Shi Luo given their one-hour-long conversations that must be there in the call records.

”You are invading my privacy. How can you check my phone when I am asleep?” She diverted the topic.

”Just take it as the compensation for my shirt.”

She looked at his white shirt and a portion of it near his abdomen was a little wet. She was reminded of how she pounced on him and cried.

Her fair cheeks turned red in an instant.

She quickly dragged her body out of the bed. Her legs were a bit numb as she tried to stand up with the help of the headrest, ”You've been taking care of me. You should take a rest now. I'm leaving.”

Just as she took a step, a hand grabbed her wrist tightly.

”Stay,” The man whispered.

She froze before turning around to look at him. Holding his cheeks in both her hand, she lowered her head till their faces were inches apart.

His heart skipped a beat as he watched her face coming closer and closer until she pressed her forehead onto his.

”What are you doing?” He asked in a husky voice.

”I was just checking if you have a fever,” she mumbled in a soft voice.

”Why do you think so?”

”Heard that they speak gibberish when the temperature is high. Fever makes people muddleheaded. Why else would you ask me to stay?” She stood straight before looking at him in confusion.

He narrowed his eyes as he looked at the woman coldly, ”You're still sick. Nobody will get to know if you end up dying in your room.”

She pursed her lips. Does it cost money if you speak a few nice words? Heartless creature!

She quickly slid inside the blanket, ”If you insist, I'll gladly comply. Your bed is very comfortable,” She sighed in satisfaction.

”Who said you're sleeping on the bed?” The man glanced at her coldly.

Yu Mei sat up on the bed before looking at him confusingly.

He pointed towards the couch.