Chapter 73 From Luxury to Instant Ramen
"Do you come here often?" It looks very clean, not like it hasn't been lived in for a while.
"No, just occasionally," Qin Wanshu replied as she entered the house. "But I have someone come to clean regularly." Since she rarely stayed here, despite the luxurious decor, there weren't many personal belongings.
"So extravagant!" Zuo Qinghuan exclaimed, throwing herself onto the large sofa as she entered. "To make a place this luxurious for just occasional visits, it's such wasteful luxury!" She sighed, "Do you own properties everywhere?" It seems like rich people just love buying houses all over the world.
"Are you very curious about my wealth?" Qin Wanshu leaned against the doorway, raising an eyebrow as she asked. It was the first time she and Zuo Qinghuan had talked about money.
"I do like money, but I like you more," Zuo Qinghuan said candidly. If she were to say she didn't love money, she'd be the first to disbelieve it, let alone anyone else.
Qin Wanshu simply smiled. Zuo Qinghuan wasn't one for affectation, a quality she appreciated. Having been raised in luxury herself, Qin Wanshu had a detached view of money. To her, it was just a numerical symbol. However, she understood its allure for almost everyone, but she wondered if that allure surpassed her own.
"Qin Wanshu, I really like you, much more than money. Money can give me security, but it can't give me warmth. But your embrace, Wanshu, is so warm." Zuo Qinghuan said, looking at Qin Wanshu with earnest eyes. This was a feeling money couldn't buy. Money lost could be earned again, but there was only one Qin Wanshu in the world.
Qin Wanshu could understand Zuo Qinghuan's mindset. Everyone's perspective was shaped by their environment.
"Zuo Qinghuan, you really are a mommy's girl," Qin Wanshu stated with absolute certainty, changing the subject.
"No way! You're not that much older than me," Zuo Qinghuan retorted, refusing to admit she was a mommy's girl.
"But then," Qin Wanshu countered, "why do you often make me feel like I have another daughter?"
"It's because you see how cute I am, and your maternal instincts are kicking in," Zuo Qinghuan shamelessly retorted.
Qin Wanshu smiled and shook her head.
"What are we having for dinner tonight?" Zuo Qinghuan asked Qin Wanshu. It was getting to be dinner time, and clearly, after coming in, she turned and headed to the kitchen to check. The refrigerator was bare, save for a few bottles of water.
"…" Qin Wanshu was a bit troubled. They were mid-hill, and they usually drove here. Either they'd drive down to the town to buy groceries or eat at a restaurant down the hill before driving back up. But now, without a car, and with night falling, transportation wasn't convenient. Walking down the hill was the only option, and two attractive young women walking on this quiet road felt a little unsafe.
"As expected of a goddess, you really don't need to eat mortal food, you can survive on air!" Zuo Qinghuan teased.
"Let's just consider it a diet for tonight, and we'll go down the mountain to buy some groceries tomorrow morning," Qin Wanshu said, a little sheepish. She was usually so meticulous, but this time she'd been so careless for once, even she was a bit surprised herself.
Qin Wanshu herself could go without food, but Zuo Qinghuan didn't want Qin Wanshu to go hungry. This young lady had never known hardship, unlike herself, where going hungry for a couple of meals was a regular occurrence in her childhood.
"I'll go borrow some food from the security," Zuo Qinghuan declared, feeling that food was a big issue. Before Qin Wanshu could react, she was already out the door.
In the end, Zuo Qinghuan returned with two packs of instant noodles and a pack of crackers, borrowed from the security. Luckily, being a beauty had its perks – the security guard didn't even charge her.
"How did you know the security would have any?" Qin Wanshu asked, watching Zuo Qinghuan return with two packs of instant noodles and a pack of crackers. She hadn't expected the security to actually have food.
"I guessed they'd have something like this. They're on duty at night, in case they get hungry, they'd always have some food on hand."
"Smart girl," Qin Wanshu praised. She wasn't familiar with the life habits of people who worked in security. Things like instant noodles were essential, it seemed.
"I like it when you call me beautiful," Zuo Qinghuan said, returning Qin Wanshu a radiant smile.
"Are you used to eating this?" Zuo Qinghuan asked Qin Wanshu, figuring she'd probably never even eaten instant noodles before.
Qin Wanshu was very observant. She noticed a detail: Zuo Qinghuan always waited for her to start eating before picking up her own chopsticks, a subtle gesture that showed she put her first. This touched Qin Wanshu.
"This is the most delicious meal I've ever had," Qin Wanshu said earnestly, looking up at Zuo Qinghuan.
"Could it be that you've never even had instant noodles before?" Zuo Qinghuan asked, watching Qin Wanshu eat with such a satisfied expression.
"I knew about them, but I just never had the chance to try them before. They're better than I expected," Qin Wanshu said with a smile.
She really has it all, Zuo Qinghuan sighed inwardly.
"I'm so full, I don't want to move a muscle," Zuo Qinghuan said lazily as she sprawled on the soft sofa after finishing her noodles.
"Lying down isn't good for digestion, come over here," Qin Wanshu said, beckoning to Zuo Qinghuan. Zuo Qinghuan immediately scrambled up from the sofa and sat behind Qin Wanshu, reaching around to hug her from behind, pressing her body close. Qin Wanshu had grown accustomed to Zuo Qinghuan's affectionate gestures, from initially stiffening up to now fully accepting them.
"Tea?" Zuo Qinghuan asked. It seemed Qin Wanshu was more than just persistent about tea. She might forget to stock food, but never tea leaves.
"Actually, drinking tea right after a meal isn't good, but having a little occasionally should be fine," Qin Wanshu said. She really liked tea, enjoying its subtle fragrance, much like the faint fragrance she noticed on Zuo Qinghuan.
"Feed me," Zuo Qinghuan cooed in a soft, spoiled voice as she hugged Qin Wanshu.
Qin Wanshu dotingly picked up the teacup, filled with tea, and brought it to Zuo Qinghuan's lips. But even with such considerate service, Zuo Qinghuan didn't even appreciate it.
"I want you to feed me with your lips," Zuo Qinghuan whispered, leaning in close to Qin Wanshu's ear, extending her tongue to gently lick Qin Wanshu's earlobe, speaking in an ambiguous and suggestive tone.
Qin Wanshu's ears flushed instantly. Zuo Qinghuan always liked to get her to do such improper things with her.
"Or I can feed you, you choose?" Zuo Qinghuan asked mischievously.
"Can I choose neither?" Qin Wanshu asked. Just thinking about Zuo Qinghuan's overly enthusiastic approach to those kinds of things made her feel a little unsettled, and a little strange.
"Sure," Zuo Qinghuan agreed readily. She was always easy to negotiate with.
Qin Wanshu breathed a sigh of relief, but clearly she'd spoken too soon.
"Then let me choose," Zuo Qinghuan said, her pure face again at odds with the mischievous things she was doing.
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