Chapter 222 221: The Angry Mu Xianling

After the meal.

"So, Tang Yi? How was it? My cooking was pretty good, right?" Mu Xianling asked nervously.

"It was okay, I guess," Tang Yi replied dismissively. Inwardly, he was complaining, 'Pretty good? It was absolutely terrible!'

But, aside from how ugly it looked, and the fact that some dishes had no salt while others had way too much, the taste really wasn't all that bad.

If you mixed everything together, the flavor ended up being a perfect balance of bland and salty...

"Really? That's great! See? I told you I'm a natural. I can get the hang of anything in a flash. Next time, you won't even have to order me around. I'll just keep cooking for you."

Mu Xianling said excitedly, a look of eagerness on her face. It seemed she'd become fascinated with the 'job' of cooking.

"Er."

Tang Yi gave Mu Xianling a surprised look. 'Letting her learn to cook... was this a good thing or a bad thing? It feels like my stomach is the one that's going to suffer...'

'No, I can't let her torment me like this.'

Tang Yi's eyes glinted, and he suddenly said, "Mu Xianling, go pour me a cup of water. I'm thirsty."

"Get you water? The pitcher is right next to you. Can't you get it yourself? It would take you two steps to get a drink."

Mu Xianling pointed beside Tang Yi. On a coffee table less than three meters away from him sat a water pitcher.

It was so close, yet Tang Yi remained lolling in his armchair, not moving a muscle.

"Hm? It seems you still haven't learned what it means to be a servant," Tang Yi said lightly, his voice carrying a subtle threat.

Hearing the threat in his voice, Mu Xianling immediately went to the coffee table, picked up the pitcher, and said resentfully, "Fine, I'll get you your water. There."

After Mu Xianling poured the water and handed it to him, Tang Yi spoke again. "I suddenly feel like an apple. Go peel one for me."

"Peel an apple?" Mu Xianling was about to refuse, but when her eyes met Tang Yi's 'dare-to-refuse-me' glare, she could only nod. Through gritted teeth, she said, "Fine. I'll peel an apple for you. I'll peel 'your big apple'!!"

Tang Yi: "Mu Xianling, I want an orange. Peel it for me."

Mu Xianling: "You need me to peel it for you? Don't you have your own hands?!"

Tang Yi: "Hm?"

Mu Xianling: "...Fine! I'll peel it for you!"

Tang Yi: "Mu Xianling, I suddenly feel like some tea. Brew me a pot."

Mu Xianling: "Didn't you just have some water?"

Tang Yi: "Can't I be thirsty again?"

Mu Xianling: "Fine, fine, fine. I'll brew your tea."

Tang Yi: "Mu Xianling, give my back a massage."

Mu Xianling: "..."

Tang Yi: "Mu Xianling, give my feet a rub."

Mu Xianling: "..."

Tang Yi: "Mu Xianling, I'm on the toilet and I forgot paper. Go get me some."

Mu Xianling: "You need me to bring you paper now, too?"

Tang Yi: "Mu Xianling, I..."

Mu Xianling: "..."

「Half an hour later.」

Mu Xianling was panting, her body glistening with sweat.

Tang Yi was lying comfortably on his bed, suppressing a smile. He pointed to the spot next to him and said, "Come, sit over here."

"What for?"

Mu Xianling shot back, not moving an inch.

Seeing her hesitate and refuse to approach, Tang Yi said impatiently, "I told you to come over, so get over here. Enough with the nonsense."

"I'm not going. Why should I go just because you told me to?"

Mu Xianling said huffily, folding her arms.

"Oh? Playing tough, are we? I'm going to count to three. If you're not over here..."

Tang Yi threatened.

"One."

"Two."

"I'm coming!"

Before he could even say "three," Mu Xianling had already walked over, plopping down beside him in a huff.

"Now what?" Mu Xianling asked after sitting down.