Sister, can I be a maid too?

Chapter 126 Even the thickest school uniform can't withstand hands-on experience!

For the next hour or so, Jiang Yubai didn't pay any attention to the plot of the TV show.

It's not that I lost interest in "Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit Seven Heroes" as I grew up, but... I just couldn't sit still and couldn't concentrate at all.

Although hugging has become a daily routine, putting your arm around someone's arm is clearly on another level.

When a girl's arms are tightly wrapped around you, and her soft, fragrant body unconsciously presses closer...

It's really hard to keep up.

Whether it was lucky or unlucky, the fluffy pajamas were indeed thick enough, otherwise Jiang Yubai would have been in a real predicament.

Although it wasn't very obvious on ordinary days, he truly felt it now—Lin Tingwan was really something.

In this bittersweet situation, he couldn't say anything.

Whenever he tried to move his body even slightly, Lin Tingwan would tilt her head slightly and look at him with a somewhat bewildered and innocent expression, as if she had no idea that something was wrong.

So Jiang Yubai could only silently swallow back what he wanted to say and remain frozen in place.

He finally found his opportunity just as one episode of the anime finished airing:

"Um, Wanwan... it's getting late, I need to go cook dinner now."

Upon hearing this, Lin Tingwan blinked and obediently let go of his arm.

Jiang Yubai immediately felt his tense nerves relax and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Then you stay here and watch TV for a while, okay? I'm going to..."

He paused halfway through his sentence, about to get up, and then sat back down.

"...I'll watch for two more minutes before I go."

"No! Don't pull me back! I... I'm a little hot, um."

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Five minutes later.

Jiang Yubai, having given up, walked into the kitchen and looked at the half-cooked pots and pans in front of him, his expression rather subtle.

Since the adorable little maid Lin Jianxia came into the house, he has never cooked a meal himself.

Firstly, his own cooking skills were really not up to par, and secondly, Lin Jianxia's cooking skills were indeed amazing.

After all, with a maid taking care of all three meals a day, who would bother to prepare a pot of unrecognizable pig feed?

Jiang Yubai glanced around the kitchen and silently began to recall.

—How did Lin Jianxia cook before?

Oh right, let's go to the fridge and pick out some ingredients first...

simple.

Today I'm going to make a three-dish meal and a soup for these two sisters to try.

After watching for so long, my cooking skills should have improved by now, right?

After rinsing the rice and cooking it, Jiang Yubai confidently opened the refrigerator door and glanced around.

The room was packed full of ingredients, since everything had been purchased before the holiday.

Hmm... First, let's have scrambled eggs with tomatoes, then tofu with scallions, followed by stir-fried pork, and finally seaweed soup.

perfect!

Without further ado, Jiang Yubai took two tomatoes from the refrigerator and then took out three eggs.

He struggled for a long time with the tomato, trying to peel off the skin, but he just couldn't.

After his patience ran out, anger rose in his heart and he became ruthless. He simply stopped peeling the tomatoes, picked up a kitchen knife, and chopped them into small pieces of varying sizes.

When it comes to eggs, it's much easier; just crack an egg into a bowl, stir it, and you're done.

When a bowl of bright red tomatoes and a bowl of golden yellow egg yolk were placed in front of him, he suddenly fell into deep thought:

So, should I put the tomatoes in first, or the eggs?

Eggs have a high water content, so shouldn't we put the eggs in first?

Thinking this, he tentatively turned on the stove and poured the egg mixture into the pan—

"Zi la..."

By the time Jiang Yubai frantically managed to get the situation under control, the egg mixture in the pan was a patchwork of yellow and black, looking...

It's actually not bad!

Comforting himself with this thought, Jiang Yubai poured the bowl of tomato chunks down his throat with a clear conscience.

With another sizzling sound, he somewhat awkwardly picked up the spatula and began to stir-fry.

To be honest, his talent in cooking is probably about the same as his talent in English. He was already forced to learn how to make fried rice.

Now that Lin Jianxia has been taking care of him for over a month, it's already quite good that he can remember how to use a spatula.

After stir-frying it a few more times, Jiang Yubai's lips twitched as he looked at the half-burnt, half-yellow, somewhat eerie-looking scrambled eggs with tomatoes. He then set it aside for the time being.

Never mind... I'll cook another dish first.

Having gained some confidence from his experience with scrambled eggs with tomatoes, Jiang Yubai decided to try stir-frying pork instead.

This time the process went much more smoothly.

He cut the pork belly into thick slices, and then poured extra oil into the pan before carefully stir-frying it.

Just as I was stir-frying, I suddenly heard a soft noise coming from the kitchen door.

Jiang Yubai subconsciously turned his head and saw Lin Tingwan walking in, dressed in pajamas. He looked at her with some curiosity.

No, why are you in the kitchen instead of staying on the sofa watching TV?

Jiang Yubai assumed she was just hungry, and said while stirring the pan:

"It'll be ready soon. Wanwan, go wait outside first, otherwise your pajamas will smell of cooking oil."

But Lin Tingwan didn't obediently go out. Instead, she took a small step back and stopped at a position that was neither too far nor too close.

The girl tilted her head slightly, her gaze falling on the spatula in his hand.

Jiang Yubai glanced up at the whirring range hood, thinking that the smoke shouldn't be too much, so he didn't urge her anymore and turned his attention back to the stir-fried pork that was gradually changing color in front of him.

As soon as I turned around, my eyes fell on the pot and I froze.

No, I only looked away for a few seconds, how did it turn out like this?

With a mental hiss, Jiang Yubai hurriedly threw in the prepared cabbage, poured in a large amount of soy sauce, and started stir-frying it vigorously with a spatula.

By the time he finally plated it, the meat in the pot had already been twisted into a tangled mess.

Seeing that he had turned off the stove, Lin Tingwan came over to take a look at the plate of stir-fried pork.

Jiang Yubai stared at his masterpiece and fell silent for a moment.

In the silence, Lin Tingwan took a pair of chopsticks from the side, picked up a piece of meat, and put it in her mouth.

Jiang Yubai was taken aback at first, and subconsciously asked:

"Uh... is it good?"

Lin Tingwan nodded.

can?

Jiang Yubai's eyes lit up, and he looked down at his plate of stir-fried pork.

Could it be that it just doesn't look very appealing, but actually tastes quite good?

Could it be... that I really am a culinary genius!?

He also took a pair of chopsticks, happily picked out a piece of meat that looked slightly better, and couldn't wait to put it in his mouth.

"........."

After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Yubai silently dumped the scrambled eggs with tomatoes and the stir-fried pork into the trash can, and sighed.

"Wanwan... wait a little longer, I'll order takeout."

I feel really bad about wasting food, but...

My life is more important.

.....

After ordering a few light dishes on his phone, Jiang Yubai glanced at the kitchen and, instead of being idle, boiled a bowl of brown sugar water that didn't require much skill.

As the amber liquid bubbling in the pot gradually became clear and transparent, his confidence finally returned somewhat.

He brought it back to the living room and watched Lin Tingwan slowly sip it before speaking:

"Okay, the food will be here soon. Go change into your pajamas first, be careful not to catch a cold."

"Also, the weather is getting colder, so don't come in your pajamas next time. Remember to change into something warmer."

Lin Tingwan placed the empty cup on the coffee table, thought for a moment, and then wrote something down.

"Would a maid outfit be okay?"

Jiang Yubai: "......."

No, why is it that when you think of thicker clothes, your first thought is a maid outfit?

"No way." He replied, his face darkening.

"Is it not good-looking?"

"....nice."

It would be strange if it didn't look good.

"Then why not?"

Jiang Yubai was truly at a loss. His gaze met the girl's earnestly upturned face, and he began to coax her gently:

"See, didn't I tell you before? If your sister finds out, she'll definitely be angry."