Chapter 9 The conspiracy gradually revealed Section 3
Zhuo Fei stared at her blankly for a few seconds, then suddenly exerted force with his arms and pulled her tightly into his arms.
He Wei was so confused by his hug that she could hardly breathe: "You...what are you doing? Don't hold me so tight! I'm almost out of breath!"
Zhuo Fei then relaxed his grip a little. He Wei took a few breaths, then immediately climbed up from the bed and glared at him fiercely: "Tell me the truth, how could I... sleep with you?"
Zhuo Fei scratched his head, lowered his head and whispered: "Ahem - well, I can't sleep alone, it's more comfortable to hold you."
He Wei immediately slapped his head in anger: "That's not a reason for you to hold me to sleep! You lustful and evil bastard!"
Zhuo Fei sighed in her ear and answered seriously: "Well, I do want to be with you..."
He Wei shuddered, but then she heard him continue, "But...well, as long as you don't want to, I can still hold it in."
He Wei blushed immediately and tried to change the subject: "Hate it, I told you to shave your beard, it hurts me so much!"
"Oh--" Zhuo Fei had to let go of He Wei reluctantly, scratching the messy golden hair on his head, and got out of bed reluctantly. He walked into the bathroom, took the razor and foam, and began to shave in front of the mirror in front of the sink.
He Wei exclaimed curiously, jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom, saying, "Incredible, I thought you must have asked the butler to shave you." After all, Zhuo Fei was a prince of noble status.
"Tsk, I have hands and feet. I'm such a grown-up, how can I let Uncle Zhou do that to me?" Lord Prince immediately said proudly to the mirror.
He Wei teased him deliberately, "Then why did you always ask him to cook for you before? According to you, now that you have hands and feet, you should learn to cook for yourself."
As expected, the prince immediately lost his complacency and pouted, his expression a little aggrieved: "I...it's not like I haven't tried before, but I really don't have the skills to cook!"
Uncle Zhou, who was guarding the door, hurried over to smooth things over for the prince: "It's true, Miss He. I remember one day three years ago, His Royal Highness the Prince insisted on going to the kitchen to learn how to cook, and ended up burning down the entire palace kitchen."
“Pfft—hahahaha—” He Wei immediately covered her stomach and laughed, “The whole kitchen is on fire? You are too stupid!”
Seeing He Wei laughing so happily, Zhuo Fei immediately became unhappy. He put down the razor in his hand, quickly put his strong arms around her waist, lifted He Wei in front of him, and deliberately rubbed her face with his chin covered with foam: "Laugh again! If you laugh again, I will eat you up!"
He Wei smiled while dodging Zhuo Fei's foam attack, but soon she couldn't stand it anymore and gave in: "Okay, okay, I don't want to play anymore. I admit defeat, okay?"
Zhuo Fei then stopped and gave a brilliant smile. Looking at the spots of foam on He Wei's face, he raised his chin proudly and asked, "Will you still dare to call me stupid in the future?"
He Wei wiped her face and said helplessly: "You are stupid to begin with. Cooking is not difficult. How could you burn down the house?"
Zhuo Fei heard another meaning from her words and immediately showed a surprised expression: "So... you can cook?"
"Not very good, but definitely better than you." He Wei stuck out her tongue at him.
"Then you cook for me, okay? Right now, cook for me right now!" Zhuo Fei immediately rushed to He Wei excitedly, showing a cute look of a pet dog looking at its owner eagerly, and just short of wagging its tail. Seeing his expectant expression, He Wei couldn't bear to refuse. Just as she was about to nod, a flash of white light suddenly flashed through her chaotic mind. She screamed, "Aaron!"
Hearing this name, Zhuo Fei's body trembled slightly, but he still tried to stay calm. He turned his head to signal the housekeeper to leave, and then turned around and asked her: "Why did you suddenly mention Aaron?"
"Aren't we going to the fighting arena together tonight to watch his match? Don't tell me you want to go back on your word!"
Zhuo Fei's expression suddenly relaxed - it turned out that she didn't remember anything that happened last night, which was even better. He was still struggling with how to explain it to her. If she didn't remember anything at all, then he would let her pretend that nothing had happened.
"That was yesterday, idiot! The competition was cancelled, don't you remember it? You must have been confused from sleeping!" Zhuo Fei deliberately spoke in a fierce tone, ruffling He Wei's hair with his big hands.
"Ah? Canceled? Why can't I remember anything? Hey! Stop rubbing my hair! You're going to make it into a mess!" He Wei quickly covered her head and jumped away, glaring at him, wondering: Was she really confused from sleeping? Why didn't she remember anything about last night?
Zhuo Fei didn't want her to fall into the whirlpool of memories, so he pestered her and said coquettishly: "Cook for me!"
"Okay, I get it!" He Wei sighed helplessly, "Then what ingredients do you have here?"
Upon hearing this, Zhuo Fei immediately rushed to the living room and opened the door of the refrigerator. He Wei looked at the dazzling array of vegetables and meat in the refrigerator and was stunned - she knew that Zhuo Fei's dormitory conditions were better than those of ordinary people, but she didn't expect it to be this good! She couldn't help but say in a resentful tone: "Damn rich people."
Zhuo Fei came up and hugged her and rubbed her: "I won't let you suffer any injustice in the future."
He Wei didn't even bother to appreciate the profound meaning of the "later" in his words. She just bumped Zhuo Fei's stomach and said, "Go wash the foam off your face before rubbing against me!"
Zhuo Fei hurriedly ran away with a smile, and He Wei stood in front of the refrigerator to select the ingredients that could be used. Occasionally, she would be distracted and try to recall what happened last night. But maybe she was really sleeping too deeply, she really couldn't remember anything at all, and the last impression she had was the scene when she and Zhuo Fei separated in the cafeteria after dinner.
She was not the kind of person who would go into details, so if she couldn't remember it, she would just give it a try and put her mind to making breakfast for Zhuo Fei. In fact, she didn't know how to cook much, but seeing that guy's expectant eyes, she decided to try her best.
Ten minutes later, she walked towards Zhuo Fei with a steaming bowl in her hand, her face still a little uneasy: "I'll just make something simple. If it doesn't taste good, we'll go to the canteen - Hey! Slow down!"
Zhuo Fei grabbed the bowl. He Wei whispered in his ear, "It's very hot, be careful!" But he didn't feel anything. He just stared at the bowl of steaming noodles and grinned foolishly.
The noodles were plain noodles, but He Wei was afraid that Zhuo Fei would not be used to the bland soup, so she added a poached egg and a few slices of ham to the noodles, and also put a fork in it. The bowl of noodles looked a little weird.
She couldn't help but say a little embarrassedly: "You...you try it. If it doesn't taste good, don't force it!"
Zhuo Fei shook his head seriously, took He Wei's hand and asked her to sit next to him. He used a small fork to pick up the fried egg, stared at He Wei with a pair of sparkling sapphire blue eyes, and said, "You eat it."
"I made it for you."
"You eat." Zhuo Fei insisted.
"If I want to eat, I'll make another bowl myself. Just eat quickly and don't worry about me."
Zhuo Fei shook his head, his eyes and tone were firm: "You eat."
He Wei had no choice but to take a bite of the poached egg. Fortunately, it tasted pretty good. She thought that was enough, and now Zhuo Fei should be able to eat in peace, right? But he insisted on eating the whole poached egg himself, and then fed her a few slices of ham. He Wei said helplessly: "Are you going to eat or am I going to eat?"
Zhuo Fei looked at the bowl of noodles with great care, his eyes clearly showing that he wanted to eat it, but he still shook his head: "I'll just have some soup."
He Wei's heart suddenly felt mixed, sad, touched and helpless: This guy, how could he be so stupid! She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and pinched his face: "Fool, eat quickly."
Zhuo Fei looked at He Wei, then looked down at the noodles, then nodded solemnly, wrapped the thin noodles with a fork, and put them into his mouth bit by bit. He Wei thought of his usual carefree appearance, and didn't expect that today, facing a small bowl of noodles, he would eat so carefully, and her nose couldn't help but feel a little sour.
"Delicious!" Zhuo Fei immediately shouted in surprise and excitement after putting the noodles into his mouth, and then buried his whole face in the bowl. He Wei leaned on his shoulder and laughed, really, he wanted to eat so much, but he just deliberately held back and let me taste it first, this guy is so stupid.
But... he seems pretty cute. Looking at him wolfing down his food, He Wei even had the illusion that the two of them were married, had children, and were living an ordinary life.
Zhuo Fei was eating happily and didn't notice what He Wei was thinking beside him. He finished the bowl of noodles in less than two minutes, even drinking the soup.
He turned his head and looked at He Wei with sparkling eyes, and couldn't help but kiss her on the cheek: "My woman is amazing! She cooks so deliciously!"
Come on, it's just a bowl of noodles! He Wei thought he was making a fuss, but she couldn't help feeling sweet in her heart. She wiped his mouth with a tissue and said, "Okay, now that we've finished our meal, it's time to go to class."
"oh--"
Seeing that he agreed, He Wei wanted to get up and go back to the dormitory to get her textbook, but was suddenly stopped by Zhuo Fei. He seemed to suddenly remember something, frowned and pondered for a while before saying, "That... Xiao Wei."
"Um?"
