I rejected your confession, but you took my best friend home?

Chapter 88 could actually be done the same way as before...

In the end, neither of them would give in, and they squeezed together in the kitchen to cook together...

This was also the first time the two of them had appeared in the kitchen together...

Zhou Heng bent down to wash the vegetables, appearing to be washing them with exceptional care.

Meanwhile, Yin Mengran was chopping vegetables. Holding a cleaver, her knife skills were usually quite adept, but for some reason today, she kept cutting the vegetables too thick and too thin.

Moreover, a cherry-like blush would occasionally appear on her face, and her eyes would steal glances at Zhou Heng every few seconds. Each time she glanced at him, the blush on her face would become even more intense.

Zhou Heng sensed something was wrong, quickly put down the vegetables he was holding, and snatched the cleaver from Yin Mengran's hand.

"Let me do it! It would be bad if I cut my hand..."

Looking at Yin Mengran's fair and slender fingers, Zhou Heng thought to himself that if he were to leave a scar on them, he would truly be a sinner!

"Then...then I'll go wash the vegetables."

"No! No, no, no, washing vegetables is bad for your hands, let me do it!"

Zhou Heng stopped Yin Mengran from touching the vegetables.

"Injured hand?"

Yin Mengran blinked in confusion, looking at the vegetables, not understanding why washing vegetables would hurt her hands.

There's only a cucumber in there. You might feel a bit of pain when you wash off the thorns, but does that have anything to do with hurting your hands?

Yin Mengran thought Zhou Heng was exaggerating a bit, but she was still very happy inside because she knew that Zhou Heng was worried about her.

But I've already cooked so many times, there's no need to worry, right?

Why is Zhou Heng so cautious now that they're together? It's like he's being extra careful with me...

Are you afraid of accidentally breaking it?

Looking at Zhou Heng's serious profile, Yin Mengran, for some reason, found her lips involuntarily curving upwards slightly.

She had never seen Zhou Heng like this before. The Zhou Heng she knew had always seemed very mature, calm, and reliable; being around him made her feel incredibly safe.

But she really likes Zhou Heng now! She thinks he's especially cute!

Yin Mengran reached out and poked Zhou Heng's cheek with her finger, saying softly:

"Okay—then the kitchen is yours! I'll go tidy up the house!"

Then, Yin Mengran left the kitchen.

Zhou Heng didn't turn around, but the cleaver in his hand stopped moving.

After a while, his ears seemed to turn a little red...

Yin Mengran tidied up the living room, bedroom, and bathroom thoroughly. Since they were usually very clean, it was easy to clean them.

After cleaning, the whole house looked brand new.

Meanwhile, Zhou Heng had finished preparing the meal and brought it to the table.

Zhou Heng was about to call Yin Mengran by her full name when he suddenly realized that, given their current relationship, calling her by her full name might seem a bit distant.

"Um... time to eat."

In the end, Zhou Heng could only mutter softly, "They didn't even use any titles."

Because he simply couldn't recall those familiar terms of address...

"Okay, here I come!"

Yin Mengran didn't mind, nodded, and happily went to the dining table.

Zhou Heng served Yin Mengran rice, provided her with bowls and chopsticks, and even poured her a glass of warm water, making Yin Mengran feel a little embarrassed...

She hadn't expected that officially starting a relationship would have such a strong impact on Zhou Heng. He really wasn't lying; he seemed genuinely afraid of doing something wrong...

Yin Mengran desperately wanted to tell Zhou Heng that there was no need for this, and that he didn't need to treat her like this...

This would only make her feel embarrassed, and it would be quite different from their usual way of getting along.

"You don't need to worry about anything... I will never be angry with you, nor will I think what you did was wrong. Even if we get together, we can still be like before..."

Yin Mengran spoke softly, and every word reached Zhou Heng's ears, leaving him somewhat puzzled...

What's wrong with me? Am I not acting the same as usual? What am I usually like?

Although he didn't quite understand, he still obediently nodded and said:

"OK, all right."

The two began to eat, and whether it was psychological or not, Yin Mengran felt that the food tasted exceptionally good today.

She already thought Zhou Heng's cooking was exceptionally delicious, but today she thought it was even better.

After the meal, Yin Mengran cleaned up the dishes as usual.

Zhou Heng wasn't idle either; he helped Yin Mengran pack. Normally, by this time he would have already been studying...

He now wondered how selfish he had been. What harm could it have done to help Yin Mengran tidy up? Why didn't he help? Was it really just a matter of a little more time to study? A few more minutes wouldn't have earned him more points.

Now Zhou Heng realizes that he did indeed have many shortcomings in the past, yet Yin Mengran never complained and even liked him as he was...

After everything was tidied up,

Zhou Heng sat down at his desk, took out his books, and prepared to begin studying.

Despite what happened today, it won't affect his learning progress.

At this moment, Yin Mengran, holding her pajamas, stood beside Zhou Heng and asked softly:

"Do you want to take a shower first?"

"Huh? Ah...no, you...you go first, you go first, I'll learn first."

"Okay, then I'll wash quickly."

Yin Mengran nodded and walked into the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of water came from the bathroom.

Zhou Heng, who was still doing his homework, started twirling his pen and shaking his leg at some point.

His eyes kept glancing towards the bathroom...

"what's the situation?"

Zhou Heng muttered something under his breath. He felt a restlessness within him, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

I have extremely difficulty concentrating; my attention keeps drifting towards the bathroom...

This isn't the first time Yin Mengran has showered here; she takes a shower almost every day.

But was I like this before? Obviously not! I never paid any attention to that area before.

But why did it turn out like this today?

Not only was my gaze drifting in that direction, but even my mind was starting to conjure up hazy images...

Without realizing it, he was staring at the bathroom door.

It was as if one could see the faint, shadowy silhouette reflected in the water, revealing a graceful figure...

"Snapped!"

The next second, a slap landed hard on Zhou Heng's face; it was Zhou Heng himself who slapped himself!

"Weakling! You can't even control this? Useless!"

He cursed himself under his breath, then forcibly shifted his attention to the book, beginning a period of focused study...

About half an hour later, Yin Mengran came out of the bathroom in her pajamas.

When he saw Zhou Heng sitting there, he noticed something was off about him...

"What...what happened to your face?"