novellhall Chapter 348 Getting Hands Touched
Chapter 348 Getting Hands Touched
Chapter 347 Getting Hands Touched
"Of course I remember!"
She sniffed, smiled, and said with a bittersweet tone, "Back then, you said you'd cook me a Manchu Han Imperial Feast once you won the award, but after you won it, you disappeared without a trace."
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the kitchen paused slightly.
Chen Xun paused in his actions and turned to look at her.
Seeing the barely concealed grievance in her eyes, just as he was about to say something, Ellie leaned closer and asked curiously, "Wow, there's that part of the story too?"
"Brother Chen Xun, you're amazing! Not only can you act, but you can also cook!"
The little girl chattered away, instantly dispelling the subtle bitterness. Chen Xun smiled, ladled the stir-fried tomatoes and eggs into a plate, and ruffled Ellie's hair: "You're so sweet-talking. Go wait in the restaurant, it'll be ready soon."
In just over half an hour, a table full of dishes was served.
Braised pork belly with a bright red color and tender, flavorful meat; steamed sea bass with a fresh and smooth texture; spicy and fragrant Kung Pao chicken; sweet and sour scrambled eggs with tomatoes; and fresh garlic broccoli and shrimp scrambled eggs.
A whole table full!
It looks and smells delicious; just looking at it makes your mouth water.
Ellie kept taking pictures with her phone, snapping photos of the dishes and Chen Xun for ages, constantly exclaiming, "Amazing!"
She immediately posted the photos on Weibo: "The Chinese food that Brother Chen Xun made smells so good!"
"Just having vegetables isn't enough!"
Dakota narrowed his eyes, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. He turned and walked to the refrigerator, opened the door, and took out several cans of ice-cold beer, then pulled out a bottle of red wine he'd kept for years, placing it on the table. "Such good food, it wouldn't be right not to have some drinks, would it?"
Chen Xun looked at the wine on the table and didn't refuse. He smiled and opened a can of beer. The foam overflowed from the can. He tilted his head back and took a sip. His throat felt cold, his whole body trembled, and he felt relaxed. "Okay, I'm happy today, so I'll have a drink."
The four of them sat down around the table and clinked glasses.
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The ice-cold beer cans clinked together, making a crisp sound.
Chen Xun looked at the three people in front of him and at the familiar house, his heart filled with emotion.
Two years ago, he never imagined he would be where he is today.
Step out of the second bedroom of this house, stand at the top of Hollywood, and sit with them in this way, laughing and clinking glasses.
"The first cup is a toast to our reunion."
Dakota, holding his wine glass, glanced at Chen Xun before settling on Christine, and said with a smile, "It's been so long since we've all gotten together like this!"
"Respectfully meet."
The four of them raised their glasses together and drank them down in one gulp.
Chen Xun also lost control.
Now I'm surrounded by trustworthy people.
After a glass of ice-cold beer, the conversation really started.
Ellie chattered on about the interesting things that happened in China.
Director Guo Fan is incredibly talented; the set design on set is amazing; Zhao Jinmai taught her Chinese; when Chen Xun was filming, no one dared to speak loudly—his aura was so powerful!
Christine listened with a smile, occasionally placing a piece of braised pork on Chen Xun's plate.
"You eat too, don't just watch us eat!"
Their movements were natural and intimate, as if the two had never been apart.
She took a couple of sips of beer, a faint blush rising to her cheeks. Her gaze towards Chen Xun became increasingly direct, and even Ellie could almost see the concern hidden beneath her jokes.
Dakota sat down next to Chen Xun.
With my legs under the table, I might accidentally bump into his legs.
When handing him a tissue, I gently brushed my finger against the corner of his lips.
As she listened to Chen Xun recount the interesting stories that happened during the filming of "The Wandering Earth," the admiration and affection in her eyes were impossible to hide.
After downing a glass of beer, Chen Xun felt a little dizzy, but he became increasingly excited.
The more they drank, the more empty the beer cans on the table became, and most of the red wine was gone.
The group chatted and enjoyed themselves more and more.
They talked about funny stories from filming and embarrassing incidents that happened in this house back then.
Chen Xun also drank with a smile, occasionally retorting. Looking at the three laughing and joking in front of him, the past scenes overlapped with the scene before him, and his heart felt both warm and complicated.
As the alcohol took effect, the jazz music continued to play softly in the living room, and the atmosphere at the dining table grew increasingly intimate.
The beer cans on the table lay scattered about, and the wine bottles were empty.
Ellie held a beer mixed with fruit juice, her cheeks as red as ripe peaches, her doe eyes misty as she listened to the three of them reminiscing about their embarrassing past, occasionally chiming in with a comment that always hit the mark perfectly.
Dakota had just used the pretext of handing over a tissue to lightly brush against Chen Xun, but before he could withdraw his hand, Ellie caught him red-handed with her round eyes.
The little girl put her cup down on the table and spoke in a serious tone, her tongue almost slurring, "Sister! Why do you keep touching Brother Chen Xun? You touched his waist in the kitchen just now!"
One sentence silenced the entire dining table.
Dakota's hand froze in mid-air, and the tips of her ears turned bright red.
Even though she was usually generous and frank, she was stunned by her younger sister's blunt question. She reached out and pinched Ellie's cheek, both angry and amused: "You little kid, you talk nonsense when you're drunk. Eat your food."
"I didn't say anything wrong!"
Ellie pouted, unconvinced, then turned to Christine, her eyes widening even more: "And Christine, you've put braised pork in Chen Xun's bowl eight times already! It's piled high with it!"
Christine nearly dropped the piece of meat she had just picked up back onto her plate. She glared at Ellie, her ears secretly turning red, and stubbornly retorted, "I want to! His cooking is delicious, what's wrong with taking a couple more pieces?"
"It's better than some people resorting to physical violence~"
As she spoke, she gave Dakota a meaningful glance.
Dakota raised an eyebrow, took a sip of his wine, and retorted with a half-smile, "It's better than some people who are all talk and no action. The Chinese food ingredients in the fridge, did you plan ahead for Chen Xun's arrival and stock up on them overnight?"
"I'm happy to hoard things. It's my refrigerator; I can put whatever I want in it."
Christine retorted with a stiff neck, but couldn't help but steal a glance at Chen Xun. When she met his smiling gaze, she hurriedly looked away, picked up her beer, and took a big gulp, almost choking herself.
Chen Xun watched the two of them bickering back and forth, then looked at Ellie and helplessly tried to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, if you keep bickering, the food will get cold. You two shouldn't bully her. Ellie has had too much to drink, and she might spill all your embarrassing secrets later."
"I'm not drunk!"
Ellie immediately patted her chest to assure him, then her eyes lit up as if she had suddenly remembered something. She leaned closer to Chen Xun mysteriously and whispered, "Brother Chen Xun, I also know that my sister—"
Before he could finish speaking, Dakota reached out and covered his mouth.
Dakota looked at his struggling sister in his arms with a wry smile, and helplessly spread his hands at Chen Xun: "It's over, this child starts talking nonsense after a couple of drinks. What earth-shattering secret will she reveal next?"
Ellie struggled for a long time, finally managing to break free. Instead of being angry, she clung to Chen Xun's arm, swaying back and forth and pleading, "Brother Chen Xun, can you teach me Chinese?"
"I've forgotten everything Mai Mai taught me. What's this thing I want to eat called again?"
"Red—circling again?"
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"It's braised pork!"
Chen Xun smiled and slowed down his speech to teach her.
"Braised pork!"
Ellie shouted it out at the top of her lungs, her pronunciation strange, yet she thought it was perfectly accurate. She proudly raised her chin and pointed at the steamed sea bass, asking, "And this one? Fish?"
Steamed sea bass.
Chen Xun corrected him again.
"Steamed—Lu fish?"
The little girl finished reading with a frown.
The voice sounded so strange it didn't sound like normal speech.
She burst into laughter first, leaning on the table and shaking with laughter, which made the three people next to her laugh non-stop as well. The ambiguous and awkward atmosphere from before instantly dissipated.
After the laughter subsided, Christine put down her glass, looked at Chen Xun, and suddenly brought up an old grudge, a mischievous smile in her eyes: "Speaking of which, you were playing Thor in this room, and you looked so silly!"
Chen Xun retorted helplessly, "That's a man's pleasure, you wouldn't understand!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Anyway, you were sending Chris photos every day back then, and he got really angry about it, calling me every day to complain!"
Chen Xun rubbed his forehead and couldn't help but laugh: "You'll remember this for the rest of your life, huh?"
"Of course,"
Christine smiled broadly, her eyes crinkling with laughter. The alcohol had let down her guard, and her eyes were filled with nostalgia for the past: "I still have those photos!"
"No way?"
Chen Xun's eyes widened: "I thought you deleted it a long time ago. So you've left me with a embarrassing history?"
"That has to be kept; the actor's dark history is so valuable."
Christine proudly raised her chin, her smug expression almost identical to that of the girl who used to bicker with him a few years ago.
Ellie's eyes lit up, and she tugged at Christine's arm, shaking it repeatedly: "Is there more? I want to hear more embarrassing stories about Brother Chen Xun!"
Chen Xun shook his head helplessly, poured himself a beer, and smiled as he accepted the punishment: "Bringing up old grudges, huh?"
"Then I'll have to say it: who was it that came back from filming a night scene, was afraid of the dark and didn't dare go upstairs alone, and insisted on dragging me to watch a horror movie with her in the living room, only to be so scared that she hid behind the sofa and didn't even dare to open her eyes?"
He looked at Christine with a wicked grin.
Christine's face flushed instantly, and she reached out to cover his mouth: "Shut up! Don't say it!"
She leaned forward, almost touching Chen Xun.
Warm breath brushed against his cheek, and when he realized they were too close, he froze instantly.
Dakota took a slow sip of his drink, watching the two staring at each other without interrupting. He simply chuckled and tapped the table. "Hey, you haven't even finished your drinks yet, why are you already exchanging glances? Are you pretending we don't exist?"
One sentence made Christine abruptly withdraw her hand, sit back in her seat, pick up her beer and take a big gulp. Her cheeks were so red they were almost bleeding, but she still couldn't help but steal glances at Chen Xun, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.
Ellie looked around in a daze, gnawing on a rib and muttering, "You guys are so weird, why are your faces all red?"
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The three of them looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.
After a few more cans of beer, Ellie was the first to give up.