Chapter 64: Chapter 63: Actually, You’re Quite Handso Too Chapter 64: Chapter 63: Actually, You’re Quite Handso Too “Dinner will be ready soon, rember to wash your hands first! The bathroom is around that corner.”
“Okay.”
Tang Song put the book back on the shelf and walked to the bathroom, turning on the light.
The area was about four or five square ters, clean and tidy.
The walls were covered with shelves holding various toiletries, skincare products, bath towels…
It was clear that Gao ngting was a very ticulous and clean girl.
After washing his hands thoroughly, he returned to the living room.
Gao ngting had just co over with a steaming plate of big buns.
“The range hood is quite old, so when I stir-fry, the sll spreads throughout the house. Don’t mind it.”
“It slls delicious, I don’t mind at all.”
Gao ngting smiled and gently placed the plate down, then “whoosh” opened the balcony curtains and flung open both windows.
The cool evening breeze swept in, instantly freshening the air.
On the simple solid wood dining table, there were three dishes.
Tomato and scrambled eggs, mushroom and bok choy, smashed cucumber.
Under the warm light, it looked cozy.
“Co on, President Tang, try my cooking and see if it’s good.”
“Thank you, it looks very appetizing.”
Receiving the chopsticks Gao ngting handed him, Tang Song tasted each dish in turn.
The eggs coated in tomato sauce were perfectly seasoned and smooth in texture.
The rich aroma of the mushrooms blended with the fresh taste of the bok choy, offering a rich palate.
The cucumber was crisp and juicy, with a refreshing spicy and sour flavor.
Although they were all simple ho-cooked dishes, they were especially comforting to eat.
Tang Song extended his thumb and sincerely complinted, “Super delicious!”
Gao ngting said sowhat shyly, “I don’t know many dishes, these three are my best, and they are very simple to make. Try the bun, my mom’s baking skills are very good.”
“Whew~ so hot! So hot!” exclaid Tang Song, biting into a bun and instantly his eyes lit up, “Delicious! The level of spiciness is just right. ngting, I now want to stay at your house and not leave.”
“We’re partners, are you trying to make your nanny?” Gao ngting blushed slightly, averting her gaze involuntarily, “There are 8 more buns in the fridge, I’ll pack them for you later.”
“It’s not right to take them all, just give 4.”
…
Just then, the sound of a guitar “ding ding dong dong” suddenly drifted in from outside the balcony window, accompanied by a magnetic singing voice.
‘BGM: You Are the Daily Necessities
White rice congee in the morning,
You understand the change of seasons,
Know how to accompany for the long run,
Your eyes are kaleidoscopic…’
Gao ngting curved her eyes, pointing at the wall behind her and said, “It’s the neighbor next door singing. Because the balconies are close, I often get to enjoy free live performances.”
“He sings well, and he plays the guitar nicely.”
Tang Song also loved listening to songs. To show off in front of his first love, he had even followed the trend and practiced the guitar for a while.
Unfortunately, with his average talent, he never mastered it.
“He’s a bar singer and also an internet celebrity, quite impressive.”
With the pleasant singing in the background, they ate and chatted.
From cooking to ‘To Kill a Mockingbird’, they then started discussing the fashion industry.
In the anti, Gao ngting’s phone would light up with new ssages.
Most of the ti, she’d just glance at it and hardly ever replied.
After dinner, they cleaned up the kitchen.
Gao ngting went to the bathroom to brush her teeth, then cut a fruit plate and placed it in front of Tang Song.
The two lounged on the fabric sofa in the living room, idly chatting.
“Ding ding ding—” The WeChat call ringtone sounded.
Gao ngting hesitated for a mont but still answered the call.
“Hello, Ruoruo.”
“I’m quite good, nothing’s wrong, much better now, thanks for your concern.”
“How have you been recently?”
“Congratulations, congratulations, that’s great, looks like I’ll have to call you Supervisor Li from now on.”
“Okay, okay, if I go to Shanghai I’ll definitely co to see you, just don’t mind if I mooch food and drink.”
…
“I’ve got friends over right now, we’ll talk later, bye.”
After hanging up, Gao ngting let out a long sigh and massaged her temples.
Tang Song asked with concern, “Is everything okay?”
Leaning on the armrest of the sofa, Gao ngting looked at the ceiling and said, “Maugham once said, a lot of the concern is just to find out exactly how miserable you are. That sentence is my current situation.”
“Those female classmates, the ones I’ve barely kept in touch with after graduation, are now starting to reach out to chat with , constantly inquiring about my current situation.”
At this point, she shook her head in self-mockery, “Perhaps I was too ostentatious before, made too much of a splash, making them uncomfortable.”
“That just ans you’re too outstanding, which is why I chose you as my partner,” Tang Song shifted closer to her side, looking sincerely at her beautiful face.
Gao ngting’s mouth curved up in a light smile, “Thank you for the recognition, President Tang, I won’t let you down.”
“Knock knock knock—” The sound of knocking suddenly erupted.
Gao ngting quickly stood up, raising her voice, “Who is it?”
“Miss Gao, it’s , returning a book.” A sowhat familiar voice ca from outside the door.
“Hold on a mont.”
Peering out through the peephole, Gao ngting cautiously opened the door.
Standing outside was a handso young man, in his early twenties, with dium-length hair, dressed all in black.
He appeared quite stylish.
“Thanks for the book, I’ve finished the first volu of ‘Gone with the Wind,’ it gave a lot to think about.” The young man handed over a blue and black book, softly adding, “In addition to returning this, I’d like to borrow the next volu, if that’s okay?”
“Sure, just a second,” Gao ngting took the book and walked toward the bookshelf.
The young man’s gaze followed her moving figure, and then he noticed Tang Song sitting on the sofa.
Their eyes t, and his eyebrows involuntarily knitted together.
“Tap tap tap—” Gao ngting got the book and hurried back to the door, “Here you go, your singing just now was really nice.”
“Thank you.” The young man received the book and curiously asked, pointing inside, “Do you have a guest today?”
Gao ngting flashed a radiant smile, “Yes, a good friend.”
Seeing the smile on her face, the young man nodded, “Then I’ll get going. Thanks for the book, Miss Gao, and if there’s any song you want to hear, just let know.”
“Alright, goodbye.”
“Goodbye.”
After closing the door, Gao ngting offhandedly explained, “He’s the neighbor who was singing on the balcony just now, Liu Wenning, he moved in not too long ago.”
“Quite a handso fellow,” Tang Song had an intuition that this Liu Wenning must fancy his partner and friend.
Because he likely wanted to use borrowing books as an excuse to co over more often.
But that was pretty normal.
Whether in looks, figure, or temperant, Gao ngting was exceptional.
A girl like that certainly wouldn’t lack admirers in her life.
Gao ngting pursed her full lips and said, “Actually, you’re pretty handso too.”
Tang Song was montarily stunned and then said earnestly, “I just like dealing with people who have an eye for quality like you.”
Gao ngting covered her mouth and chuckled, sitting down on the sofa armrest close to the balcony, her long legs gently swaying as she faced the cool evening breeze, and she started chatting with him about literature.
Tang Song didn’t know much about this topic; he mainly listened and watched.
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