Addicted to My Cutie and Sweetie

Chapter 866: Cave Demon, Cave Demon, Do You Copy?

Before she could react, Leng Jian had already stepped forward, bent down, and picked up the pair of men’s slippers, then looked back at Zhang Lingying.

Zhang Lingying’s nerves tightened. Without a word, she stepped forward, took the slippers from his hand, and forced herself to explain, saying, "I bought these for you. Look, the tags haven’t even been cut yet."

Zhang Lingying pointed at the small tag hanging on the slippers, feeling somewhat more confident, and continued, "Didn’t I just say that I’ve just moved here? The place feels so empty. I thought about it and realized I have friends now, so I should have some things prepared for guests. I haven’t even had time to tidy up, and here you are visiting me. So, the guest room is still a mess, and things are placed all over the place."

Seeing her rush to explain, Leng Jian’s lips curved into a doting smile, "I was just asking casually. Why are you panicking? Someone who doesn’t know might think there’s a man hiding in your wardrobe, and you’re afraid I’ll find out."

Zhang Lingying gasped sharply: "..."

She suspected that Leng Jian had seen right through her, but she had no proof!

It seemed like Leng Jian was also testing her fragile nerves, glancing teasingly at the tightly closed wardrobe door, "Do you mind if I take a look in your wardrobe?"

"... If you want to look, go ahead. I don’t mind," Zhang Lingying said, claiming indifference, but she was gripping the slippers so tightly that she could have twisted them into ropes.

Her eyes were fixated on Leng Jian’s hand, which was resting on the wardrobe handle. She swallowed hard...

In the end, Leng Jian didn’t actually open the wardrobe. He just reached over to pinch her nose, "Forget it, I won’t tease you. Seeing how nervous you are, I’m afraid if I really opened your wardrobe, you’d cry from fear."

Zhang Lingying: "..."

He was spot-on with that. She didn’t dare to object.

"Just woke up, hungry? Let me take you out for a meal," Leng Jian suggested.

Zhang Lingying still remembered Lu Jing, who was cramped inside the wardrobe, waiting pitifully for her to cook. If she accepted Leng Jian’s invitation to eat out, Lu Jing would probably burst out of the wardrobe in rage or, at least, fume in silence.

"I’m not very hungry. You just got off work. Go have your meal. I’ll just cook some porridge for myself."

"How can you just have porridge when you’re sick?" Leng Jian disagreed, frowning.

Zhang Lingying immediately wilted and meekly added, "There are ingredients in the fridge. I can whip up a couple of dishes for myself. It’s not just porridge."

Leng Jian’s expression softened a bit, "That works too. You just relax and play with your phone for a while. I’ll cook, and I’ll call you when it’s ready."

Zhang Lingying was dumbfounded: "..."

Leng Jian turned and headed into the kitchen.

Zhang Lingying truly hadn’t expected Leng Jian to be capable both in social settings and in the kitchen, not only inviting her to a meal but also cooking for her.

She trailed behind Leng Jian like a little tail.

Watching him enter the kitchen, take a few minutes to familiarize himself with her arrangement of items and the available ingredients in the fridge, he then rolled up his sleeves and started cooking.

At that moment, Zhang Lingying was genuinely stupefied. When Leng Jian instructed her to go brush her teeth and wash her face, she clumsily left the kitchen...

When she reached the guest room door, she suddenly remembered Lu Jing, who was "sealed" inside the wardrobe. She quickly closed the door, sneaked up to the wardrobe, and quietly opened the door, murmuring, "Cave goblin, cave goblin, respond if you can hear me!"

No reply.

Inside the wardrobe, it was as silent as though no one was there.

Zhang Lingying worried that Lu Jing might have fainted inside. Panicking, she hastily opened all the wardrobe doors.