The second day's breakfast was prepared by Jiang Chen. While he was making the breakfast, I went to the bathroom while wrapping myself up with the blanket. I asked him why he set the entire house's air-conditioning to such a low temperature, he said it was so that I can sleep in a bit later. After I'm done going to the bathroom, I walked into the kitchen along the way and wrapped my arms around his waist from his back, leaned my face on his back and took a nap. It felt really comforting, but he asked me instead, "Did you wash your hands after going to the bathroom?"

I rubbed and eyes and went back to the room to sleep.

Not long after, he scooped me out of bed, he said it's time to eat breakfast, and I said that I never had the habit of eating breakfast, then I crashed back on the bed.

He scooped me back up again and said, "You are not going to eat the breakfast I prepared?"

I remembered that his apartment has scalpels, so I could only get up and force a very energized look, "Go go go, lets eat breakfast!"

It's just that my energy couldn't last me till I get out of bed. While I was on the edge of the bed searching for my slippers with my feet, I couldn't help but close my eyes. Jiang Chen laughed. I said while yawning, "Don't laugh, help me find my slippers."

He squatted down to put on my slippers for me, but just as my feet were about to touched the ground, he princess-carried me. I laid my head on his shoulder and instructed him, "Walk slower, let me sleep for another two seconds."

Jiang Chen didn't let me sit on the chair, but on his lap instead. And so, we started our sweet-feeding process. I felt overwhelmed by his favor with this arrangement. I used to beg him to do this in the university's cafeteria, but he rejected every time with, "do I look like a crazy person?" or "just kill me" or "just how thick is your skin".

I ate half a sunny side up that he had forgotten to add salt to, and said, "Hey, I'm full, carry me back to sleep."

Jiang Chen pinched on my cheeks and said, "You are instructing me like it's all meant to be huh."

I agreed, "I'm shameless."

He could only s.h.i.+ft me back to the bed in the room, so I tucked myself in and fell asleep.

By the time I woke up, it was noon. I laid on the bed and screamed, "Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen."

Jiang Chen came in wearing spectacles, like a refined rascal. I pointed at his spectacles and asked surprised, "When did you get myopia?"

"When you weren't around."

I coughed, "Why don't I see you wearing spectacles usually?"

"Contacts are much more convenient. Why did you call me in?" (T/N: HOW ARE CONTACT LENSES MORE CONVENIENT??? Takes me years to put one on.)

I said, "I just wanted to notify you that I'm awake, and that I'm hungry, and carry me out to wash up."

Jiang Chen took off his specs, pinched his nose, and put back on his specs, "Have you gotten addicted to ordering me around?"

I scratched my head and said shamefully, "I think a little."

He shook his head, and turned to leave. My eyes were sharp and hands were fast enough to pull him by his s.h.i.+rt. I dragged on his s.h.i.+rt and refused to let go, after we pulled and dragged for a while, he finally turned back helplessly and said, "The most I'll piggyback you to the hall."

I cheered and climbed onto his back, "Lets go~"

I cooked noodles for lunch. After I finished and cleaned up, it was already 1 in the afternoon. I asked him, "What were you doing in the morning?"

"Reading." he said.

I sighed, "You're reading even on leave?"

He said, "Someone took leave to accompany me, but slept like a dead pig, what can I do?"

I answered back sarcastically, "That was because you made me really tired."

After saying that, my face turned red rapidly, how shameless must a person be, to be able to say such words…

Jiang Chen was startled, his face also turned red.

In order to hide my own face, I pointed at his face and laughed out loud, "What are you blus.h.i.+ng for? Aren't you a doctor? Shouldn't you be very familiar with a human's body structure? What strong wind and big waves* have you not seen, why are you even blus.h.i.+ng?" (T/N: difficult situations)

Jiang Chen pointed out, "You yourself have also drawn so many art models, why are you blus.h.i.+ng?"

I thought about it and it makes sense, but I had to persevere, "You have seen more than me."

He probably was too vexed over my mockery, he said coolly, "The ones I've seen are mostly specimens."

I s.h.i.+vered from the cold, and decided to end this conversation. I said, "What are we doing in the afternoon? Didn't you say we are going to the movies?"

He said, "What do you want to watch? How about we rent one to watch?"

"Forget it, I don't feel like watching anything." I said disinterestedly.

He pushed up his gla.s.ses, "Then what do you feel like doing?"

I muttered to myself for a moment, and suggested excitedly, "How about I lay motionlessly on the floor, and let you kick me around?"

Jiang Chen's astonished face lingered for a long time.

Only after a while did he continue, "Chen Xiaoxi, your mental level is always exceeding my imagination."

I replied modestly, "You're too kind, you're too kind."

In the end we still went out to rent a movie - one which the store owner strongly recommended saying that it's the best product for couples to watch together.

The best product had rolling captions for the first 5 minutes, followed by 5 minutes of pure music, followed by a bunch of expressionless people walking around for 5 minutes. In this 15 minutes, Jiang Chen leaned on me and fell asleep.

His hair was on my neck and cheek, and I turned my head to watch his sleeping face. His brown hair was in a mess, long eyelashes were perked against the lens of the spectacles. With a slight smile, the dimple of his left cheeks was slightly peeking through.

I gently removed his spectacles and tidied up his hair. I sighed from my heart, the person I love has the cutest sleeping face in the whole wide world. Why should I stare at at this freckled woman in the TV and listen to her endless chatter?

My head was propped against Jiang Chen's head, I slowly closed my eyes. I can hear the traffic and noises from outside, but I can also hear the suns.h.i.+ne and breeze. This moment seems tranquil and beautiful because I am with him.

The best product solitarily, lonelily, played finish. The final of the finale, was that the best product is an original French movie, hence I could not even remember its t.i.tle.

Not sure after how long, Jiang Chen pushed me awake. He used his thumb to wipe away the drool off the corner of my lips and asked, "What was the movie about?"

I looked at the blue screen on the TV, shook my head sleepily, "I'm not sure, there was a woman who was talking nonstop, then I fell asleep. Let's return this to prevent him from collecting another day's worth of rental if we were to leave it till tomorrow."

Therefore, we walked hand in hand and returned the film. The owner enthusiastically asked for our opinions on the film, as I didn't bare to hurt his feelings, I could only face him and bulls.h.i.+t my way through. I said that I felt that the movie has a strong artsy feel to it, and it was very cinematic. The actors and actresses had amazing acting skills and the story's climax was incredible. The main point is that this movie was able to dissect the underlying emotions of a human being in another point of view.

The owner was so emotionally touched that he couldn't control himself. The hand that was holding onto the film was shaking wildly.

"You are so right, what a great explanation, you are my best friend, I don't need the rental fee for this film anymore, I can't have it, if I were to collect it then I am not a human!"

In order to let him continue his status as a human, we had to bite the bullet and leave without paying.

We then went to a bookstore, with thoughts of buying a few recipe books back to make dinner. Jiang Chen took a lot of books and asked me, "Can you use your tricks on the owner just now to trick this owner into giving us these books for free?"

I looked at the bookstore owner, indicated that as the owner is a female, it was not under my purview.

Therefore, Jiang Chen went over to pay. He showcased his dimple, and the lady boss automatically gave him a 20% discount.

On the way home, we were both extremely proud of each other's charisma. Alright, I was actually just extremely proud of saving those ten over dollars. Forgive this commoner's 3 customs* heart. (T/N: 3 customs, aka 三俗 is for, being vulgar, having low taste, and to pander to one's vulgar taste.)

Jiang Chen is really a good material for studying. After flipping through a few recipes, the entire aura became really strong. Yesterday he was still hand busy and leg messy* in the kitchen, today he looks just like a reputable chef, planning strategies neatly and orderly. (T/N: struggling)

Innate knowledge changes one's outer appearance, the him yesterday, is no longer the him today.

I sat cross-legged at the dining table, took the chopsticks and knocked onto the bowl, as I knocked, I hurried him, "Chef Jiang, I am hungry, Chef Jiang, I am hungry…."

Chef Jiang was furious in the kitchen, "Chen Xiaoxi, you get in here and help out."

I popped my head into the kitchen, "Aren't you handling a butcher's cleaver with ease yourself?"

He picked up a garlic and threw it at me. The garlic knocked onto my forehead and bounced out.

I picked up the garlic and placed it on the counter, I went over to look at him doing up the dish — stir fry beef with broccoli. The pot over at the other side was stewing chicken soup. Seems like he was determined to turn over the plate for yesterday's dinner. I secretly took a sip of the soup, Jiang Chen was cursing at the side, "Scald die you."

I blew on the soup and drank, my eyes were watery, "Jiang Chen, lets not be doctor, lets open a small eatery instead, you are so talented."

This soup really, that kick of freshness, as though once you finish drinking there will be a flock of chicken appearing and dancing with you. You will be turning and spinning in chicken feathers that fill the sky, steeped in pure happiness and smiles - alright, I will admit I'm just copying the scene from Stephen Chow's “The G.o.d of Cookery”.

I was moved to tears by every dish that Jiang Chen made. I finished every dish till the plate was showing. If not for Jiang Chen stopping me from aside, I would have licked every plate once more.

After eating I spontaneously went to wash the plates, Jiang Chen also came to help out, but I'm guessing he only came to supervise me so that I won't lick his plates.

I washed the plates and he wiped the plates. Exchanged a few sentences, but he suddenly said, "Do you want to move in and stay with me?"

I was holding a plate in my hands. I contemplated if I should drop the plate to indicate that I was shocked by his suggestion. However, as I contemplated too long, I missed the right moment to do so. I could only silently pa.s.s the plate over to him.

He took it over to wipe, and asked another time, "Do you want to?"

"Uh….. I think…. not?” I said.

"Oh." He paused for two seconds, then asked, "Why?"

"Uh… I snore when I sleep."

He said, "You don't."

I actually couldn't come up with any reasons, I rubbed my neck and said, "I just think that it's not a good idea."

He didn't ask anymore questions, he nodded and said, "If you think it's not good then we won't."

I asked him carefully, "Will you be unhappy?"

He gave me a gentle peck on my lips, "I won't."