She Only Cares About Cultivation-Chapter 1080 - 896: Super Star 70 (4000)_3

Fortunately, the previous tenants were all young people who didn’t cook much, so the kitchen was very clean.

Even so, she picked up cleaning supplies and called Ling Yao over to help with the cleaning.

Although the apartment was small, it had a bedroom, living room, kitchen, bathroom, and balcony, with a reasonable layout. There was even an elevator, and it faced south. She frowned. Maybe she should just move here. But if she moved out, what about Ning Hao and Molly?

Ah, what a headache.

After cleaning everything again, the place looked different, including taking down and washing the bed curtains and window screens. The place came with a washing machine, so after disinfecting everything, she put the bed curtains, sofa covers, and couch towels in to wash, and hung them out to dry on the balcony.

The kitchen appliances, bedding, space all existed. Hua Yan directly offered the master bedroom to Ling Yao: "I’ll stay in the space, you take the master bedroom, we’ll stay here this year."

"So I don’t have to transform?"

Hua Yan rolled her eyes at him: "Sure, do as you like. Anyway, once I’m in the space, we won’t interfere with each other. Tomorrow, I’ll make some meals for you to store. I need to upgrade quickly. I’ve been stuck at level 70 for over half a year now. If I’m not here and Uncle Liang sends me an email or calls, just ignore it."

Afterwards, the two rode bicycles to the supermarket and bought a thousand yuan worth of groceries, which Hua Yan secretly moved into the space with a magic trick—there was no way they could carry all that back by bicycle.

The groceries included fruits that were placed on the dining table, ready to eat and wash as they go. Even a fool would know how to handle those, so she didn’t worry about them.

What she needed to handle was turning the meat and vegetables into delicious meals. As she was organizing, Ling Yao came wandering over, munching on an apple.

Hua Yan looked up at him, disgusted: "Wow, big young master, I thought you would wait for me to peel it for you before you started eating. Sometimes I feel like we’re not friends, but more like siblings—you’re like Ning Hao, someone who needs taking care of. No, you’re not even as good as my Haohao. My Haohao is cooking now, but you can’t even cook. You’re like half-disabled."

Ling Yao leaned against the kitchen sliding door, pouting: "What, if I want to learn, wouldn’t you teach me?"

Hua Yan snorted while cutting meat: "You’re an adult and a top student to boot. I don’t believe that these kitchen things could stump you. It’s just laziness. Always wanting ready-made food. Just the sight of those bottles and jars, pots, and pans is enough, right?"

Ling Yao raised his eyebrows at her, then extended his thumbs appropriately: "Impressive, so high of you to guess that all."

"You’re so lazy you might as well be dead. I’m helping you now because I need to eat too, so I just make a little extra. I can help you for a while, but not for a lifetime. In crucial moments, you have to rely on yourself. Without me, how would you eat? Keep buying from outside?"

Ling Yao felt disgusted just thinking about it. "No, no, ever since I started delivering food, I increasingly feel that outside food is inedible. Those kitchens in the back, ugh...just the thought makes me realize Hua Country people survive on sheer immunity! Give me some time on this cooking thing; I’ll learn it slowly. Also, don’t you think we’re a good match? Evolving into a family isn’t out of the question. Why don’t you think about it?"

Hua Yan casually grabbed a handful of green vegetables and threw them at him.

"Get out, wishful thinking. I never planned to marry in this lifetime, so there’s no way we’d become a family."

"No, we don’t have to marry, just cohabitate. We don’t need kids, just partner up and live together. I’ll earn money for you to spend. Isn’t this how you humans live? Plus, I’ll earn you the betrothal gift, guaranteeing I’ll treat you well for life. You should seriously consider it; we’ve grown up together, haven’t we? Childhood sweethearts is not an overstatement, right?"

"What kind of childhood sweethearts? You’re just talking nonsense. This lady right here is making her own money, spending her own money, not looking for a son. Seriously, I’m living so comfortably and freely, why would I bring a lord into the house, cooking and washing for you? For what? Because you’re handsome? Pfft~~"

Hua Yan rolled her eyes disdainfully. Honestly, that big eye-roll stimulated Ling Yao: "Am I handsome?"