Chapter 162

"Eh? Wangyue classmate is actually my next-door neighbor? How could we be so fated? "

Wang Quan's expression was one of "surprise".

Hearing the translation from Wang Quan's phone, Wangyue Lin could not help but grumble, "Mo ~ ~ ~! Sir, you're so naughty. You obviously know where I live. "

Let's not talk about the fact that a teacher could find out where a student lives.

Moreover, the two of them had swapped bodies several times. Each time, before Wangyue Lin swapped bodies, she was at home.

After swapping bodies, how could Sir not know where she lived?

However, compared to the slight dissatisfaction from being teased, she felt more joy in her heart.

"Uh-huh." Wang Quan saw that she was holding a book in her hand, "Aren't you going to invite me in? You're reading a book? What book? Let me see. "

Hearing the translation from the phone, Wangyue Lin subconsciously put the book behind her back, "It's rare to see Mo Nai (Nothing)!"

"Oh?"

Wang Quan smiled and placed the gift box with the mutton soup on her head, "This is a gift for you."

"Thank you." Wangyue Lin subconsciously raised her hand to hold the gift box.

Then the book in her hand was taken away by Wang Quan.

"New Chinese Language Teaching".

These were the words on the cover of the book.

"Oh …"

Wang Quan understood.

So this girl wanted to learn a foreign language?

That was his specialty!

Just like Director Chen, he loved to learn foreign languages!

Mochizuki Rin's face turned red. She snatched the book, turned around, and quickly ran into the house to put away the gifts and the book. Then, she ran out again.

"Sir, have you had dinner?"

"Not yet." Wang Quan replied, "Didn't I just move here? I don't know what to eat yet."

After hearing the translation, Wangyue Lin's eyes lit up and was full of anticipation, "Sir! I can do it! Please try my cooking! "

Her results in home economics class were outstanding, so cooking was naturally a piece of cake for her.

"Oh?"

Wang Quan raised an eyebrow, "Sure, come to my house to cook. My house is quite big."

Wangyue Lin bowed and followed behind Wang Quan, "Sorry for disturbing."

After entering the house, she found that it was no different from her own room.

The kitchen was connected to the living room and bedroom, and there was a separate bathroom.

The floor was covered with tatami mats.

There was a fridge in the corner and a desk with a laptop on it.

Everything else was basically nothing.

"Sir, what can be used? Do you have anything you don't eat? "

"It's all in the fridge. Do as you see fit. I don't eat onions. I don't eat fried onions and garlic either. I don't want fatty meat.

Wang Quan was not a picky eater, he just ate delicately.

Yes, or should I say, it.

However, everyone had their likes and dislikes. This was very normal.

"Alright, then please rest for a while."

Mochizuki Rin was still a little reserved.

She took off her shoes at the door and walked into the house in her black knee-high cotton socks.

After that, she rummaged through the fridge and took out some ingredients. Then, she took out a black headband from her pocket and put it in her mouth. She lowered her head and combed her hair with her hands.

She then tied her long, black hair into a single ponytail.

After that, she put on a light blue apron and helped Wang Quan brew a pot of tea. Then, she began to chop vegetables for cooking.

"Hmm …"

Wang Quan held the teacup and threw three wolfberries into it.

Then, he looked at Wangyue Lin's back as she busied herself in the kitchen. He couldn't help but feel warm.

His parents passed away early. The last time he had this feeling was probably …

A few days ago.

Before he transmigrated.

Although Ah Jiu knew how to cook, her cooking skills were average.

Moreover, ever since she came to Wang Quan's house, she had become lazy.

Cooking was usually done by Luo Xiao.

Although Luo Xiao's cooking skills were steadily improving, she came from the ancient world after all.

She didn't know many of the seasonings and cooking methods for vegetables and fruits, so she could only learn bit by bit.

That familiar feeling …

So that was it.

It was leaves.

When Ye Shengge was free, she would come to Wang Quan's house to feed Wang Quan and Ah Jiu, the two useless people.

At that time, she often dressed in a milky white sweater, jeans, and an apron, and had a "Mrs. Dangerous hairstyle."

Sigh, he had to find a way to go back.

Just as Wang Quan was deep in thought, the aroma of food assailed his nostrils.

"Forget it. It's quite peaceful here anyway. I'll just take it as experiencing Japanese culture."

Mochizuki Rin was a combination of a standard light novel, a gentle childhood sweetheart from a youthful daily anime, and a campus flower.

She might not look like a real Japanese girl, but she fit the image of a Japanese girl that Wang Quan had in mind.

That was very nice.

So, Wang Quan quickly reached a compromise with him.

"Master, Ning Zaixiang Shen Mo? (What are you thinking about)? "

Wangyue Lin put the cooked dishes on the table and asked in broken Chinese.

Wang Quan smiled gently, "Let's use Japanese. I can't understand your Chinese."

"Smimasai!"

Naganao Kuroda blushed and hurriedly turned back to get rice.

A minute later, the food on the table was ready.

A small bowl of rice, a grilled fish, a small stack of pickled crispy radish, and a bowl of tofu flavored soup for each person.

There was also a plate of ginger braised pork in the middle.

"Ginger braised pork …"

Wang Quan twitched the corner of his mouth.

Was it made with the meat of Miss?

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Wangyue Lin was very nervous, "Please try my food!"

Wang Quan nodded, picked up a piece of ginger braised pork with his chopsticks, and ate it with rice.

Hmm …

It was a little bland.

But the taste was there.

It was hard to describe.

It was probably the feeling of eating Japanese barbecue skewers.

The saltiness was just right, but it did not have the oily smell, saltiness, and cumin of the barbecue in China.

What he ate was that kind of smoke and fire …

But … was this the taste of Miss?

He gave a thumbs up, "Suguoichi, oichikishi (Excellent, delicious)."

A smile bloomed on Naganao Kuroda's face.

"There's gada …"

She picked up the chopsticks and put her palms together, "I'm starting."

The two began to eat in silence.

Wang Quan's family had told him when he was young that he should not talk during meals.

As the daughter of a big family, Wangyue Lin had been independent for a long time, but of course she knew about this.

Soon, the food was finished.

How should he put it, the grilled fish was delicious, the miso soup was a little salty, and the ginger braised pork tasted good, but it was not amazing.

But for a seventeen-year-old JK who had only attended home economics classes, it was already very good.

After all, this was not a world where food dominated everything.

Wangyue Lin finished eating early, then sat down and watched Wang Quan eat slowly.

When Wang Quan's cup of tea was half drunk, she would take the initiative to refill the water.

After Wang Quan finished eating, Wangyue Lin did not wait for him to say "I'll clean up" before she took the initiative to clean up and wash the dishes.

To be honest, Luo Xiaochan took better care of him than Luo Xiaochan, the maid who wasn't perfect yet, but she was still cool and shy.

Looking at her busy back, Wang Quan felt great.

'So this is Sakura Sis?

I love you so much. '

By the time everything was done, it was already seven o 'clock.

After chatting for a while, under Wang Quan's hint, Wangyue Lin said that she would inform him if there was any news from the police department.

After that, although she still wanted to spend time with Wang Quan, Wangyue Lin reluctantly returned to her room to do her homework.

But there was no need to rush, since they would meet again tomorrow.

And tonight, they would even swap bodies ~ ~

At the thought of this, the little disappointment in her heart disappeared.

But after returning to her room, taking a shower and changing into pink cotton pajamas, her expression collapsed again.

"Can you see me …?"

"Can you see me …?"

The number of vengeful spirits in the room increased again.

Wangyue Lin pursed her lips, hugged her pillow, and shuffled over to the room next door in her slippers.

After hesitating for a long time, she still knocked on the door.

Soon after, the door opened.

Wang Quan, who had already taken off his jacket and tie, raised his eyebrows.

He dried his hair with a towel in his left hand, and with his right hand, he took out his phone and began translating. "What's wrong?"

Looking at the water droplets dripping from his forehead and the half of his collarbone that was revealed when his shirt was unbuttoned, Wangyue Lin's oval face flushed red. She buried her face behind the pillow, only revealing a pair of black and white eyes.

"Sir, I … can I sleep here tonight?"