A farming master in Stardew Valley

Chapter 542 This is my home! I can do whatever I want

"What are you grinning about? Wash your hands and get ready for dinner."

When Lyon finished his work, he noticed Abigail looking at him in a daze with a silly smile on her face, and helplessly patted her on the head to remind her.

"Oh."

Abigail came to her senses at this moment, hurriedly got up to wash her hands, and then returned to the kitchen to help Leon set the tableware and forks.

Lyon brought the prepared dishes to the table, and finally found a soup bowl to pour the chicken soup from the pot and placed it in the center of the dining table.

"Let's eat, let's eat."

After calling Abigail to sit down, Leon picked up his chopsticks and began to enjoy the fruits of his labor.

Abigail, who was sitting next to Leon, immediately aimed the fork in her hand at the silver carp lying in the sauce, but unfortunately, she was stopped by Leon before she could make a move.

"This fish cannot be eaten for the time being."

"Why?" Abigail asked doubtfully.

"Because there will be surplus every year." Leon said, and shared this little knowledge with Abigail.

But Abigail was completely confused and couldn't understand what the connection was between fish and Yu. However, Leon said it so seriously, and she didn't have to eat it, so she pretended to understand and moved her fork to the combination of potatoes and beef brisket.

Abigail was quite satisfied with the meal. Compared with the light taste of the food at home, Lyon's cooking and seasoning were more in line with Abigail's appetite. Even after the dishes were finished, the remaining soup was very delicious and fragrant.

Originally, Abigail didn't like rice very much, but Leon liked it, and the rice tasted pretty good when gravy was poured on it, so Abigail gradually got used to rice as a staple food.

"Come, have another bowl of chicken soup."

When Abigail had almost finished eating, Leon found her a new bowl and filled it with half a bowl of chicken soup.

"I'm full," Abigail protested unladylikely, rubbing her belly.

"It's okay, just take a walk." Leon pinched Abigail's cheek and complained.

"I haven't lost weight, why do I feel like I've gained weight?" Abigail was a little confused when she heard this.

"It's better to be a little fatter. Being fatter brings happiness. Besides, it's not disgusting and it's comfortable to hold." Leon said to Abigail with a smile.

"Hmph." Abigail rolled her eyes, but still obediently picked up the soup bowl, blew on it, and started drinking the soup.

After a bowl of hot soup, beads of sweat appeared on Abigail's forehead. Seeing this, Leon directly suggested: "Go take a shower, you look sweaty."

"No, I don't even have a change of clothes. What am I going to wear after taking a shower?" Abigail retorted.

"Don't you have a bath towel? And I have clothes too, they should be fine for you to wear." Leon explained with a smile.

"Hmm?" Abigail looked at Leon suspiciously, feeling that Leon's proposal was ill-intentioned.

But the tight dress was indeed uncomfortable to wear when sweating, so Abigail decided to take a shower.

When Leon saw that Abigail really went to the bathroom, he immediately started to clean up the table. After throwing the leftovers into the refrigerator, he washed the dishes with amazing efficiency. Then he couldn't wait to sit on the sofa in the living room, glancing towards the bathroom from time to time.

After a long wait, the glass door of the bathroom was finally pushed open. Just when Leon thought his plan had succeeded, what he saw was not the picture of a beautiful woman emerging from the bath as he had expected, but Abigail, fully dressed.

She didn't even change her clothes, still wearing the same dress. "Wasn't it a waste of time to shower like this?"

Leon was speechless at this moment. He really didn't expect Abigail to do this. She would rather wear unwashed clothes than come out wrapped in a bath towel.

"You forgot, I'm a witch." Abigail knew what Leon was thinking when she saw his expression. Seeing Leon being humiliated, Abigail was extremely happy.

Not satisfied with this, Abigail proudly walked to Leon and turned around, then sat on the sofa, leaning on Leon’s shoulder: “Smell it, do you smell sweat?”

"No." Leon accepted his fate at this moment, and regretted his decision to recommend Abigail to learn magic. If Abigail was just an ordinary girl, then there would be plenty of room for maneuver.

Now that all interesting developments have been nipped in the bud, what can Lyon do?

"Haha, I'm so sorry to disappoint you."

Abigail couldn't help laughing when she saw this. She had to say that she was very proud of herself for making the clever Leon look so depressed.

"fine."

Leon resisted the urge to hug Abigail and rub her hard to make her understand what it meant to be a king or queen, then he got up and left the sofa.

"Now that you've finished your shower, it's my turn. Don't peek, I don't lock the door when I shower."

"Impossible." Abigail shook her head, not being fooled by Leon's hint at all.

Leon didn't say much. He went upstairs to get a new set of clothes, then went into the bathroom to take a shower. He hesitated for a moment before getting dressed, and finally only put on his underwear. Then he tied a bath towel around his lower body to form a skirt, and left the bathroom with his upper body naked.

Abigail, who was watching TV in the living room, heard Leon coming out of the bathroom. She turned around subconsciously and saw Leon half-naked. Her face flushed and she complained.

"Why didn't you come out without clothes?"

"You're wrapped in a bath towel. You can do magic, but I can't." Leon shamelessly moved closer to sit next to Abigail, then pulled Abigail into his arms, letting her lie on her side on his chest and complained.

"But I saw you brought clothes in. I don't have any change of clothes, don't you?" Abigail wanted to resist, but the seductive fragrance emanating from Leon's body and his warm and strong chest were like magnets, sucking her tightly and making her unable to break free.

"I felt quite hot, so I didn't wear anything. Is that not okay? This is my home, I can do whatever I want." Leon retorted righteously.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you're thinking." Abigail snorted, then slapped away Leon's big hand that was on her belly and began to explore dishonestly upwards.

"If you keep doing this, I'm going back."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Faced with Abigail's strict defense, Leon could only stop.

Abigail had clearly turned a blind eye to some of the less obvious little movements before, so why is she so vigilant now? Leon felt that someone might have been giving Abigail advice when he was unaware.

But Leon was not in a hurry. The meat was already in the bowl. Although it was hot now, as long as he waited patiently, he would be able to eat the meat sooner or later. A good hunter must have enough patience.

Although Leon could have swallowed the hot liquid without fear, he ultimately did not do so. After all, he really liked Abigail, so there were some things that Leon was unwilling to do.

Otherwise, relying on Leon's desire to control and sense Abigail's suppressed inner restlessness, with just a little effort, Abigail would have been burning with desire and taken the initiative to attack. Unfortunately, this was not the situation Leon wanted to see.

On the contrary, he quite enjoyed the tug-of-war between him and Abigail. Isn't this also a kind of pleasure in the passionate period of love?

(End of this chapter)