My Aloof Husband Can't Stop His Devoted Affection
Chapter 36 - 036: The problem is, you haven’t seen the pig run

Chapter 36: 036: The problem is, you haven’t seen the pig run

Cen Jin looked speechlessly at his figure already heading towards the cashier with the cart, pouting slightly, followed him silently, and put everything into the bag while he was paying. Just as she was about to lift it, a large hand stretched over and snatched the entire bag.

Raising her eyes, she met his indifferent gaze and heard him speak lightly, "Walk ahead."

Cen Jin replied with an ’oh’ and turned to walk forward. Not having to carry the bag saved her some effort; after all, he had bought quite a few drinks, making it rather heavy to lift. She had planned to carry it to the entrance before handing the bag back to him.

When the two returned home, it was already past five o’clock. Cen Jin helped him put the purchased items into the fridge, then suddenly remembered her phone was out of power and asked, "Jiang Baizhou, where’s your charger? My phone’s dead, hasn’t been charged since yesterday."

"In my room, go get it yourself." Jiang Baizhou twisted open a bottle of cold water, said casually, and then tilted his head back to gulp it down.

"Then I’ll leave your phone here." Cen Jin took his slim black phone from her bag and placed it on the pure white long ceramic tile countertop, then turned upstairs.

She was quite familiar with his room, having visited many times from childhood to adulthood. During school, they often did homework together, most of the time choosing his room.

His room’s style was very minimalist, without any flashy decorations, mainly in gray and white, with sparse furnishings, making it look very spacious. Jiang Baizhou was always very disciplined, with a slight touch of OCD and cleanliness, having principles about where things go, so finding the charger wasn’t difficult; she spotted it at a glance.

After grabbing the charger, Cen Jin closed the door and came downstairs, seeing Jiang Baizhou sitting at the bar’s high stool, holding a bottle of mineral water in one hand and a phone in the other while answering a call, his expression unreadable.

Cen Jin didn’t interrupt, took her purse, and went to the living room to charge her phone. Turning back, she noticed Jiang Baizhou had ended the call and was now deep in thought as he lowered his gaze, so she walked over and asked, "What’s up?"

"My mom called."

"Aunt Hui Zi?" Cen Jin sat on another high stool, looking at him, "What did Aunt Hui Zi say?"

"We have to sort out dinner ourselves."

"Huh, Aunt Hui Zi isn’t coming back?" Cen Jin was a bit confused but then considered and got down from the high stool, walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, glanced over, and tilted her head to look at Jiang Baizhou at the bar, "Well, if that’s the case, Jiang Baizhou, let’s cook ourselves then! There’s noodles in the fridge, we can make tomato and egg noodles! Make do!"

"Can you cook?"

Cen Jin awkwardly furrowed her brow, smiling, "Although I haven’t practiced, my mom often makes tomato and egg noodles for me. Don’t they say, never seen a pig run but haven’t eaten pork?"

"The problem is, you’ve never seen a pig run." Jiang Baizhou placed the mineral water bottle on the countertop and looked at her, half-seriously, as he answered.

"..."

Cen Jin glared at him speechlessly, "Where’s the basic trust between people? Can’t you believe I can cook it well? I think it’s pretty simple."

Jiang Baizhou heard this, spread his hands in a gesture, "Go ahead and make it, I’m waiting."

"Okay." Cen Jin raised her eyebrows joyfully in response, eager to show her skills.

Though she never cooked growing up, it didn’t hinder her yearning for it; she was pretty strong academically.