Sister, can I be a maid too?

"Where's the hairdryer? Is it in the bathroom?"

Lin Tingwan nodded her little head.

"Wait here and don't wander off," he instructed anxiously before getting up and leaving.

Stepping into the bathroom, a warm, humid mist mixed with a strange fragrance wafted onto my face.

Jiang Yubai glanced around, then suddenly froze—

Don't leave your clothes lying around!

He forcibly looked away, quickly found the hair dryer next to the table, and retreated without looking back.

When he returned to the bedroom, Lin Tingwan was squatting next to the cake he had bought, tilting her head and looking at it curiously.

Why are you acting like a little kitten...?

Jiang Yubai lifted her up and pressed her to sit on the edge of the bed, speaking to her like a child:

"I'll eat after I've dried my hair."

Lin Tingwan didn't say anything, but her eyes were still glued to the cake, looking rather reluctant to leave.

"..."

Jiang Yubai hesitated for a moment, then opened the packaging, cut a small piece, and handed it over:

"Never mind, be careful when you eat, don't get it on your clothes."

Lin Tingwan carefully took it, forked a little bit and put it in her mouth, her eyes slightly narrowed with satisfaction.

It's really become like taking care of children...

With a sigh, Jiang Yubai plugged in the hair dryer and reminded him:

"Let me make this clear first, I've never blow-dried a girl's hair before, so don't blame me if it doesn't turn out well."

Lin Tingwan ignored him and just ate her cake in small bites.

Oh well, even if she blows this guy's hair into an afro... she probably wouldn't care.

Imagining that scene, Jiang Yubai couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He shook his head and reached out to press the switch on the hair dryer.

The howling wind suddenly filled the small room.

Jiang Yubai hesitated for a moment, but still gently parted her soft hair and started blowing it down from the roots.

But as he played, he realized that he had underestimated the difficulty of the task.

Unlike her own hair, which could be easily dried with a blow dryer, Lin Tingwan's hair was long and thick, a standard long, straight black style, which took a lot of effort to dry.

But that's a minor issue; the real problem is...

This girl had absolutely no sense of caution; she was only focused on eating and didn't care at all what had happened to her oversized pajamas.

Jiang Yubai could only force herself to look away, but the sweet scent of lavender, mixed with the lingering moisture from her body and the faint milky aroma of the cake, wafted over...

It made me feel a little dizzy.

After finally drying the guy's hair, Jiang Yubai reached out and turned off the hairdryer.

He sighed, utterly exhausted, feeling a throbbing pain in his forehead.

I'm quitting... I'll never do it again...

This is a double torment, both physically and mentally... Lin Jianxia should be the one paying my salary.

As he was thinking this to himself, he noticed that Lin Tingwan had finished her cake and was looking at him with her head slightly tilted to the side.

After staring at the smear of cream on the girl's moist lips for a few seconds, Jiang Yubai finally couldn't resist his obsessive-compulsive disorder. He looked around, took out a tissue, and gently wiped it off.

Lin Tingwan didn't dodge, but waited quietly for him to finish wiping before leaning forward slightly.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Jiang Yubai knew what this guy was going to do as soon as he saw the starting stance, and quickly raised his hand to stop him.

Just kidding, you wouldn't actually let her bring that whole nightgown up here....

Jiang Yubai didn't dare to think any further, so he quickly took a deep breath and put on a sincere expression:

"Um... why don't you change your clothes first? What if you catch a cold?"

Lin Tingwan seemed somewhat puzzled.

"hug."

Looking at the familiar handwriting, Jiang Yubai's expression was rather subtle.

"Okay, I'll give you a hug," he said helplessly, "but you have to change your clothes first."

"I...I'll go check if your sister has finished cooking. I'll be right back, okay?"

Seeing Lin Tingwan nod, Jiang Yubai breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave.

run.

I can't take it anymore...

Chapter 74 A Belated Apology (Seeking First Subscription)

Jiang Yubai finally breathed a sigh of relief after returning to his own living room.

No, that's too scary.

When we get there later...

I absolutely, definitely, and certainly must give Lin a proper lesson tonight, so that she understands what "men and women should not touch each other" means.

After all, staying in that room any longer... Jiang Yubai felt that his willpower was being severely tested every second.

Lin Tingwan, in particular, was still clueless and seemed completely unaware of how alluring she was.

No, no, I can't think about it anymore.

Jiang Yu shook his head to calm himself down.

His gaze swept around the house before finally settling on the kitchen.

The faint sounds of chopping vegetables and stirring of a spatula could be heard from inside, intermittent, mixed with a few wisps of enticing aroma.

Lin Jianxia... is probably busy making dinner inside.

He said he came to check on his sister's dinner preparations, but it was just an excuse to run away quickly.

As for whether or not to actually go see it....

To be honest, Jiang Yubai didn't really want to go.

Even if he was slow to notice, he could vaguely sense that Lin Jianxia's condition was not quite right today.

But the last time she acted like this, he did ask her, and Lin Jianxia simply ignored him.

Then, the night before last, the person just exploded on him.

So what's the meaning this time? Could it be that you think your apology wasn't sincere enough?

I can't exactly say, "I'm sorry, Sister Xia, please forgive me," can I?

It was perfectly fine this morning...

After thinking it over, Jiang Yubai finally sighed heavily, got up, and walked towards the kitchen.

We still need to take care of our own little cook's feelings, otherwise what if she suddenly decides to poison herself one day?

Pushing open the kitchen door, Jiang Yubai peeked out cautiously.

Lin Jianxia was standing in front of the stove with her back to him, skillfully stirring the food with a spatula.

Her original high ponytail, probably for convenience while cooking, was now loosely draped behind her shoulders, complemented by the little bear apron tied around her waist...

I feel like she has maximum cooking skills.

Perhaps the sound of cooking drowned out the doorbell, because Lin Jianxia was completely unaware of his arrival.

Jiang Yubai didn't disturb her. He simply closed the door quietly and stood a short distance away, watching her cook with great interest.

You know what, unlike my own method of making fried rice that always ends up burning, this professional technique is just pleasing to the eye.

No wonder it tastes so good.

Lin Jianxia only turned off the stove and deftly scooped the meat slices into a plate when they turned an enticing brown color.

She had just picked up the plate to put it aside when she turned around and bumped into a figure that caught her off guard.

"Waaah!"

"Hey, watch out!"

Jiang Yubai reacted quickly and grabbed her arm, managing to steady the plate that was about to slip from her grasp.

—Oh my god, my stir-fried green peppers with pork... I almost lost everything before I even got a bite.

Lin Jianxia, ​​standing to the side, clutched her chest with lingering fear, unable to contain her anger as she said:

"Jiang Yubai! You came in without making a sound!"

"Uh...sorry," Jiang Yubai awkwardly rubbed his nose, "I just saw you were cooking, so I didn't want to disturb you..."

Is it really that scary? She looks like she's about to be scared out of her wits.

After Lin Jianxia finished shouting angrily, she seemed to suddenly remember something, and her voice unconsciously lowered:

"You... how did you get here?"

"Oh, Lin Tingwan is eating cake over there. I was just killing time, so I came over to see you."

Jiang Yubai gave a casual explanation.

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible glint flashed in Lin Jianxia's eyes:

"Come...look at me?"

"Yes, you're not—"