Mated at First Sight

Chapter 162 - 162 154 Two Hearts Unconsciously Drawing

?Chapter 162: Chapter 154: Two Hearts Unconsciously Drawing Closer (Second Update)_3 Chapter 162: Chapter 154: Two Hearts Unconsciously Drawing Closer (Second Update)_3 Indeed, Jing Chen’s life from childhood to adulthood seemed very plain, at least in his own eyes. So naturally, his narratives were equally colorless, so much so that it was making Mu Lin beside him drowsy as she listened to his stories.

It was only after Jing Chen finished speaking, he looked sideways to see that the girl beside him was snuggled up against his arm sound asleep, as peaceful and innocent as a newborn baby.

Pure.

…

Oh right, he almost forgot. Today was the day Mu Lin was supposed to come over to his place to do acupuncture for his grandfather. He remembered hearing from Uncle Song that after her first acupuncture session, she seemed particularly drowsy, almost as if she had exhausted more than half of her energy and was now recuperating.

She had just returned from his house and immediately got dragged over here by Youlan. She must be very tired.

Hehe.

Jing Chen didn’t realize that at that moment his gentle smile was enough to drown people in its warmth. Of course, Mu Lin, who was currently deep in sleep, also missed seeing this indulging smile of his.

Gently lifting Mu Lin onto the bed, Jing Chen turned around and walked towards the door.

Maybe it was because she was too tired and sleeping too deeply, or perhaps it was because in Jing Chen’s presence, Mu Lin had no defenses, including her instinctive physical response. Even when Jing Chen picked her up, put her on the bed, and covered her with blankets, Mu Lin’s breathing remained steady, showing no signs of waking up.

The two of them, the two hearts, had already unconsciously started to draw closer to each other little by little. In the end, it just depended on how they would discover it.

Of course, Jing Chen had already discovered it.

…

Walking out of the room, at the doorway, there were several small animal bodies piled up. Two rabbits, a pheasant, seeing the wounds on their bodies, Jing Chen knew without thinking who had brought these animals back.

Only, where did Qiaozi go after dumping these things at the doorstep?

As the saying goes, to speak of someone is to summon them. As Jing Chen was wondering where Qiaozi had gone, Qiaozi fluttered his wings and came back. In his claws, it looked like he was holding… a… radish.

Jing Chen: “…Can Eastern Blue eat radishes?”

Swopping down from the air, Qiaozi also placed the radish he was holding among the pile of animals. His originally clean feathers were now in a sorry state, disheveled and messy, a far cry from the dignified and handsome image Uncle Qiaozi normally had.

For the sake of food, Qiaozi had really worked hard.

No one knew that behind this radish, or more precisely, in the backyard of the cook team, there was someone currently going crazy looking for a radish.

His last radish, originally planned for them to stew in soup!

Oh, his little ginseng! And who left this dead rabbit? Come out, he promised not to beat him up!

…

“Are you planning to make a meal?” As intelligent as Qiaozi was, Jing Chen had known that, but he hadn’t expected him to be this intelligent.

Qiaozi nodded his head while weaving it from side to side.

“Who’s cooking?” Jing Chen asked.

Uncle Qiaozi lifted his dirt-covered head proudly: Of course, it’s our Little Mu Lin.

From this, Jing Chen could guess the answer without needing Qiaozi to explicitly say it.

“Did you catch all these?” Jing Chen asked again.

Of course!

Qiaozi continued to nod its head snobbishly.

“And what about the radish?” She couldn’t remember where you could hunt radishes around here, must be from the backyard of the cookhouse. As it is not radish season yet, the people there held radishes very dear.

The radish Qiaozi had… couldn’t be… what he was thinking, right?

“Stolen!”

Meeting Jing Chen’s gaze, Uncle Qiaozi’s head suddenly drooped in defeat.

Okay, he had pulled it out when no one was around, it was not stolen, it was exchanged, he traded a rabbit for it. It was obvious that Qiaozi had been doing this a lot in the past years. The people living below the Black Forest often found rabbits or pheasants in place of the vegetables they lost. Initially, they were terrified, but they gradually got used to it.

Qiaozi did this because, first, Mu Lin liked radish and, second, he really didn’t want Mu Lin to have to continue using herbal medicine to stew meat anymore.

Thinking this, Qiaozi suddenly ruffled his feathers, letting out a low chirp, and continued being snobbish.

“You mean Linlin likes to eat it.” Jing Chen managed to guess Qiaozi’s thoughts.

Qiaozi nodded its head in affirmation, then fluffed its chest, sucked in its stomach, and raised its butt, ready to strut into the room.

After all this fuss, he was even hungrier.

Jing Chen: “Linlin is resting.” He meant not to disturb her.

Qiaozi drooped its wings and looked dispirited.

“After I clean this up, I’ll help you wash,” Jing Chen said, picking up the things on the floor and walking towards the small kitchen in the room.

Hearing this, Qiaozi was overjoyed, and quickly followed Jing Chen into the kitchen with a wiggling butt.

Who would have thought that this human could understand his words? He’d always thought that only Mu Lin had this ability.

However, what Qiaozi did not understand was that Jing Chen understanding him was entirely due to observation and guessing.