Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 706: Chapter 700: Drinking?

Qin Xue knew that not eating regularly was bad for her, but she couldn’t help it when she got busy and lost track of time.

It was a habit from her previous life. Sometimes a major surgery would take a long time, and at first, she would feel faint from hunger after leaving the operating room. But as she experienced it more, she got used to it. Now, it seemed that she couldn’t change this habit.

“Do you want some alcohol?” Qin Xue asked, looking at the man’s back.

“I’m fine with or without it. If you think you have enough energy, feel free to pour more,” Chu Molin said with a hint of a smile on his lips. Coming back to such a benefit was indeed nice.

“Huh?” Qin Xue was confused by his words. What did his drinking have to do with her energy? She didn’t realize what Chu Molin meant until she poured the wine into the cup. He was always thinking about that sort of thing.

Thinking about that, Qin Xue poured the full glass of wine back into the jar. She then placed the cup in its original position and left the kitchen.

“Where’s the wine you poured?” Chu Molin asked his empty-handed wife.

“Uh, well, Chu Molin, I suddenly remembered that we don’t have any wine at home,” Qin Xue said, feeling a bit guilty and not daring to look at Chu Molin.

“That’s fine. I’ll just eat the noodles,” Chu Molin said, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes as he looked at his guilty-looking wife. Did he not smell the faint scent of alcohol on her? She seemed quite afraid of him, but there was no escaping him. She’d better be ready.

Chu Molin enjoyed his noodles in high spirits, with an almost irritating smile on his lips. He hid it well, however, only revealing it when Qin Xue wasn’t looking and retracting it when she did. He found it amusing that his wife seemed afraid of his vigorous desires.

And he thought she enjoyed their passionate moments so much that her loud exclamations were a sign of her pleasure. But as it turned out, while pleasure was one thing, being overwhelmed by the intensity and duration was another. So he decided to go easy on her tonight, lest he frightened her away from future encounters.

Feeling satisfied after finishing his bowl of noodles, Chu Molin thought that his wife’s cooking was indeed the best as it suited his taste buds perfectly.

“Xue’er, I have something to tell you,” Chu Molin remembered his roommates’ request for her homemade dishes.

“What is it?” Qin Xue, who had been lost in thought, looked up and asked.

“I have three roommates at school, and they saw the dishes you made for me and wanted some too. But I couldn’t just have you cook for them for free, so I didn’t agree at first and said I’d ask you first,” Chu Molin said, taking out some money from his pocket and putting it on the table.

“Why are you taking out money?” Qin Xue asked, not understanding his actions. Besides, didn’t he say he was broke? Where did this money come from?

“It’s the money they gave me. I didn’t agree at first, but then they offered to pay with their allowance. I couldn’t refuse after turning them down once already. I told them I didn’t know the cost, that I’d have to ask you and buy the ingredients first before I could know. So they gave me the money, and I promised to adjust the price accordingly.

There’s no helping it, you should have seen those guys drooling over the dishes you made for me, acting as if they’d never eaten in their lives. So they all clamored to have a taste, and that’s how we got to this point,” Chu Molin said, pushing the money towards his wife. However, Qin Xue couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off with his story. It was as if his three roommates had been set up by the man himself.

Qin Xue stared at the money on the table and then stared at Chu Molin, not blinking even once.