Chapter 2276 - 2100: Playing Along with Me_6
Chapter 2276: Chapter 2100: Playing Along with Me_6
It was past three in the afternoon when Song Xiaodong finally woke up.
A pleasant fragrance lingered on the blanket, and there were a few strands of hair on the pillow.
Song Xiaodong sat up in bed, taking in Qiao Yutong’s bedroom.
He had been here once before, although things didn’t go as planned.
The sun was setting, with rays peeping through the curtains and casting a sparkle on the crystal ball on Qiao Yutong’s bedside table.
The wardrobe opposite the bed was slightly ajar, revealing neatly folded blankets and clothes inside.
In the massive apartment, only this wardrobe and this one bedroom had a hint of life to them.
For Qiao Yutong, her place was truly just for sleeping, not for living.
The work at the police station was Qiao Yutong’s life.
As a police officer, one must always be ready to serve societal security, heed the call of duty at any time and place.
But after all, Qiao Yutong was still a girl, and you could spot Director Qiao’s girlish side within her bedroom.
For instance, the pink curtains, SpongeBob wallpaper, crystal ball by the bed, and girly-patterned quilt.
The whole bedroom exuded a faint scent of laundry detergent.
Song Xiaodong lifted the quilt, seeing he was left only in his underwear.
His clothes were on the nightstand, folded neatly.
Qiao Yutong was on the couch, playing games on her phone.
Song Xiaodong got up, dressed, and pushed open the bedroom door.
Qiao Yutong smiled at Song Xiaodong.
"You’re awake!"
"Got anything to eat?" Song Xiaodong asked straight away.
"What would you like to eat? I’ll make it for you," Qiao Yutong offered.
"Egg fried rice, I missed it last time," Song Xiaodong said.
"You’re something! I made so much last time, I ate it myself for days," Qiao Yutong complained.
"Hehehe."
"Why is it every time you treat someone, you end up so exhausted?" Qiao Yutong asked.
"Not every time, just these past two times, they were particularly draining on my True Qi," Song Xiaodong answered.
"Then let me cook you something tasty to replenish your energy?" Qiao Yutong raised her eyebrows at Song Xiaodong.
"Look at your fridge, there’s nothing in there to replenish me with, what are you going to use?" Song Xiaodong retorted, eyeing the empty fridge.
"Hmph!"
Qiao Yutong was in the kitchen bustling around in her pajamas and apron, while Song Xiaodong, like a lord, reclined on the sofa, appreciating Qiao Yutong’s figure through the kitchen door.
"Stop staring, or come help out!" Qiao Yutong shot a glance at Song Xiaodong, pursing her lips.
"What should I do?" asked Song Xiaodong.
"Chop some scallions for me."
The two of them were busy in the kitchen for a while, preparing a simple meal: tomato egg soup, braised potatoes, and a plate of egg fried rice; the aroma of the food filled the kitchen and living room.
"Mmm—, Director Qiao, not bad at all in the kitchen!" Song Xiaodong remarked while sniffing the aroma with closed eyes.
The two of them sat across from each other at the dining table.
"Of course, normally no one has the chance to eat my cooking. I always tell others I can’t cook!" Qiao Yutong said smugly.
"Yes, I’m truly honored to taste Director Qiao’s cooking!" Song Xiaodong nodded, his index finger itching as he eagerly eyed the food on the table and licked his lips.
"You only know how to eat, but I still have to take care of you like some spoiled child!" Qiao Yutong rolled her eyes at Song Xiaodong.
"Yes, yes, thank you for your hospitality, Director Qiao, it’s truly an honor for me!" Song Xiaodong praised again.
"I told you, stop calling me Director Qiao!" Qiao Yutong unhappily lowered her head.
"Then, should I call you Yutong? Doesn’t sound right, Tong Tong?" Song Xiaodong asked cautiously.
With her head down, eyelashes lowered, Qiao Yutong nodded, speaking in a voice barely louder than a mosquito’s: "Okay."
"But, in front of outsiders, especially those from our unit, you mustn’t call me that way," Qiao Yutong lifted her head, fixing her eyes on Song Xiaodong.
"Okay, Tong Tong."
"And you mustn’t call me that in front of your wives either!" Qiao Yutong added.
"Alright, Tong Tong!"
"..."
"Tong Tong!"
"Pfft..." Qiao Yutong couldn’t help but laugh, covering her mouth with her hand, tilting her head to the side.
"Alright, let’s eat."
While eating, Song Xiaodong complimented Qiao Yutong, "Mmm, delicious, delicious!"
"Hehehehe."
"Much tastier than what my wife makes."
"You really don’t know how to talk!" Qiao Yutong raised her chopsticks, about to hit Song Xiaodong.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, I misspoke, my words are foolish!" Song Xiaodong hurriedly said.
"Hmph, you call that foolish talk? Slick-tongued is more like it, how else did you manage to trick so many wives into your hands?" Qiao Yutong said unhappily to Song Xiaodong.
"My pursuit of my wives was all about sincerity, and I’m pursuing you the same way!" Song Xiaodong shamelessly told Qiao Yutong.
"Psh!"
"Hey, do I cook better than any of your wives?" Qiao Yutong asked.
"Better than all my wives’ cooking," Song Xiaodong replied.
Qiao Yutong’s eyes lit up as she said to Song Xiaodong, "Really?"
"Mmm." Song Xiaodong nodded as he chewed.
"But, not as good as my sister’s," Song Xiaodong said.
"Oh..."
After eating, Qiao Yutong started gathering the dishes, then placed them in the sink.
"Just wash them now? Otherwise, they’ll be harder to clean when dry," Song Xiaodong advised.
"I don’t like washing up!" mumbled Qiao Yutong, kicking back on the sofa.
"You wash, I cook, you wash the dishes!" ordered Qiao Yutong, pointing at Song Xiaodong, eyes closed.
"How about we play rock-paper-scissors?" Song Xiaodong proposed.
"Okay!"
Qiao Yutong sprang up like a carp, declaring to Song Xiaodong, "Alright, let’s do it."
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
Song Xiaodong lost.
"Hurry, honor your bet willingly."
Thus, Song Xiaodong went to wash the dishes.
After tidying up, the two sat facing each other on the sofa for a while longer; it was already dark when Song Xiaodong checked his watch, ready to leave.
"Director Qiao, uh, Tong Tong, it’s getting dark, I should get going," Song Xiaodong said.
"Hmm, no matter how wild a man is out there, he still has to go home and sleep at the end of the day," Qiao Yutong lamented.
"Why don’t you move in with me, and we can sleep together," Song Xiaodong suggested with a wink at Qiao Yutong.