Chapter 27: Your crotch tastes so good!

“It’s okay! I’m here! I’m holding you steady, just relax. I’ll run slower, so you can get used to it.”

Cheng Minghao said with a smile.

He knew Lin Qingya was scared, so he comforted her while slowly shifting into a piggyback jog with his girlfriend.

As Lin Qingya’s body gradually relaxed and her breathing steadied, he picked up the pace.

Once again, he stirred and lifted the strings of Lin Qingya’s heart.

Finally.

The two of them ran all the way, Cheng Minghao sweating on his forehead and panting.

“We’re here. Where are we eating today?”

There were small restaurants all around, and Cheng Minghao just asked casually.

“I want to eat your noodles. Let’s go back and eat.”

Lin Qingya replied, still breathless.

She wasn’t really tired—it was more like the thrill and fear of a rollercoaster, her nerves stretched tight.

She kept her face buried in the boy’s chest, inhaling the scent from his chest, cheeks burning red.

Her face was so hot, she felt like she would explode.

“Eat my noodles?”

Cheng Minghao paused.

This Lin Qingya sure liked to eat.

“Yeah, your Hanging Noodles at home taste really good. Mostly, they’re cheap. That morning, eating your noodles felt pretty nice. Mainly, they’re cheap.”

Lin Qingya emphasized ‘cheap’ twice.

She seemed very interested in how affordable Cheng Minghao’s noodles were.

“Oh, then let’s eat my noodles. I’ll make them for you. Come on, let’s go back.”

Cheng Minghao carried Lin Qingya back upstairs, not planning to put her down.

He treated it like normal training.

But their conversation drew several meaningful glances from others nearby.

They went upstairs.

Cheng Minghao finally put Lin Qingya down, then took out his keys and opened the door.

“Come in.”

Cheng Minghao said.

“Oh~”

Lin Qingya nodded, still tucking her hair behind her ear on his left side.

She followed Cheng Minghao into the room.

“Bang~”

Lin Qingya, following behind, closed the door softly and walked with Cheng Minghao to the sofa.

Without stopping, Cheng Minghao walked to the kitchen.

“I’ll go make noodles for you.”

“Oh~ Okay. Then I…”

Lin Qingya glanced around, then said,

“Then I’ll help you?”

As she spoke, she squeezed into the kitchen.

The kitchen wasn’t big.

With two people inside, it was a tight fit.

“No need. You rest.”

Cheng Minghao wiped his sweat with his right hand, then turned on the Hot Water Valve to boil water for noodles.

“I’ll prep some Scallion, you wash the pot.”

Lin Qingya walked past Cheng Minghao and began helping him in the kitchen.

They washed Scallions and pots side by side.

Cheng Minghao glanced at Lin Qingya, then picked up the Apron, intending to put it on her.

But after a week of not washing it, he found it too dirty.

He usually washed it weekly, but last weekend, he and Lin Qingya… spent most of it on the sofa…

So it hadn’t been washed.

“What’s wrong?”

Lin Qingya looked at Cheng Minghao, who was holding the Apron, and asked,

“Want me to put it on you? Or put it on myself?”

She took the Apron and carefully tied it around Cheng Minghao.

“Alright, let’s get to work!”

Lin Qingya lowered her head, tucked her hair behind her right ear, then continued washing Scallions.

She shook off the water, squeezed to the side, and began chopping Scallions.

……

Time passed, and when the Hanging Noodles were cooked—

Cheng Minghao suddenly spoke.

“Qingya, I just remembered something. Can you scoop a bowl for me and let it cool? I’ll eat it when I get back.”

Saying this, Cheng Minghao left the room.

Watching him leave the kitchen, Lin Qingya paused and asked, before he could walk out the door,

“Where are you going?”

“To call the English teacher. Need to handle something. There’s no landline at home, so I have to go out.”

Cheng Minghao explained.

“No landline?”

Lin Qingya was puzzled.

“Isn’t there one at the door?”

“It’s broken.”

Cheng Minghao replied, then closed the door with a ‘bang’ and went out.

“Broken?”

Lin Qingya frowned, walked to the door, picked up the broken red landline, and confirmed it was indeed broken.

“I could fix it, but there’s probably no balance left. So it’s useless.”

Lin Qingya shrugged helplessly.

Then she ran back to the kitchen to make noodles.

Repairing big and small electric appliances was Chen Qing’s skill—or more precisely, her craft.

As an orphan, if you wanted a better life, you had to be good at something.

Maybe Cheng Minghao was a sparring partner at the martial arts hall, strong in skills.

As for her, ‘Chen Qing’, she made her living in the Electric Appliance Market.

As for the original Lin Qingya—who knows~

……

Downstairs.

Cheng Minghao found a phone booth.

Phone booths were rare these days, so he had to look hard to find an old, shabby one.

“Once I join the army… probably won’t need a phone either. Maybe I’ll get one depending on the situation.”

Cheng Minghao planned to join the army after graduation.

So there was no need to buy a phone for now.

Standing in front of the booth, Cheng Minghao reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of notes.

He counted the money in his hand, then checked his remaining coins, frowning.

“Not much left. There’s still a few days until the next Hardship Allowance on the first.”

“Qingya seems to have Amnesia, so the money password… The initial one is the same, but it might have changed later.

I wonder if asking the community committee aunt in charge of orphans would help.”

“And about the Amnesia illness, she seems fine for now, but… still need to find a way to get her to a hospital.”

As he pondered, Cheng Minghao dialed the English teacher’s number.

“Who is this?”

A cold voice came from the other end.

“Teacher, it’s me…”

Cheng Minghao began negotiating, temporarily setting aside worries about money and Lin Qingya’s Amnesia.

……

A while later.

Upstairs, in Cheng Minghao’s home.

Lin Qingya was still having lunch.

After eating, she would need to go to school.

Many classmates ate in the school cafeteria.

But they found it a bit expensive, so they chose to eat at home.

“Click!”

The door opened.

“You’re back?!”

Lin Qingya smiled, looking to her left at Cheng Minghao.

“Is it settled?”

“Yeah!”

Cheng Minghao nodded, a smile on his face.

Although he’d been thinking hard about how to earn more money just now, stepping inside made him drop his bad mood.

He’d left it outside the door, standing there a while before turning the key and coming in.

“By the way, now that I think of it… you don’t have a key to my place, do you?”

There was no spare key at Cheng Minghao’s home.

So it might not be convenient if Lin Qingya ever needed to come back alone.

“Hm? Your house key… not convenient? It’s fine,”

Lin Qingya continued,

“I’ll just come home with you, no need to give me a key. Who knows, I might move out someday.”

She pondered, a shadow flickering in her heart.

If Cheng Minghao discovered she was Chen Qing, he might kick her out.

“Come with me? That’s fine too!”

Cheng Minghao paused, then smiled.

“Then you’d better stick close to me!”

“Stick close?”

Lin Qingya slurped a noodle, hesitated as she chewed.

“Yeah! As long as…”

She swallowed the noodles and went on.

“As long as you don’t abandon me… that’s enough.”

Her cheeks flushed red.

Then she suddenly stood up.

“I’m done eating. Your noodles are delicious. I’m full.”

“I’ll go wash the dishes. Just toss yours in the basin when you’re done. I’ll wash them—consider it paying rent!”

“Or paying for food, whatever. I’ll pay the rent later.”

Lin Qingya stood and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Splash, splash.

The sound of running water filled the kitchen.

On the living room sofa, Cheng Minghao stared blankly at his bowl of noodles.

“Do boyfriends and girlfriends living together have to pay rent? That doesn’t seem right?!”

“Who said you were my boy… boyfriend?! You’re imagining things! Hmph!”

Lin Qingya lowered her head, washing dishes in the kitchen.

She huffed, but a small, happy curve lifted the corner of her mouth.