sbdcsierra Chapter 13: A Sensual and Relaxing Cooking Time! Five Energetic Young Women Helping Out!
Chapter 13: A Sensual and Relaxing Cooking Time! Five Energetic Young Women Helping Out!
Coco's face flushed red.
She slowly raised one hand, her fingers slightly curled, her expression like that of a primary school student who had been called on by the teacher to answer a question but had no idea how to answer it.
"Sorry, Brother Mo, I haven't eaten for almost two days, I'm a little hungry."
Her voice trailed off, and she looked a little embarrassed.
Sweetie quietly tugged at Coco's sleeve, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something but didn't.
Looking at her embarrassed expression, Chen Mo suddenly felt a mix of emotions.
I haven't eaten for almost two days.
He wondered why all these young women were so thin. Xiao Lu weighed just over 90 pounds, Xiao Rou was probably around 85 pounds, and Nan Jie was the most plump, but she probably didn't weigh more than 100 pounds.
This isn't natural thinness; it's entirely the result of starvation.
Chen Mo sighed and said:
"There's bread in the fridge. Have a couple of bites to tide you over, but don't eat too much. I'll make you lunch later."
The eyes of all five girls lit up at the same time.
Little Deer jumped up from the sofa, excitedly saying:
"Great! We can enjoy Mo Ge's cooking again!"
Then the little deer turned its head and said to Sweetie and Coco.
"Brother Mo's cooking is exceptionally good; you're in for a treat later."
Xiao Rou nodded along beside her, her voice soft and gentle.
"The braised pork ribs are even better than those in restaurants; I don't even know how to describe it."
Sweetie blinked her round eyes, her gaze sweeping across Chen Mo's face before returning to Little Deer's.
"Free?"
Coco also asked a question.
"Brother Mo, is it really free?"
Chen Mo looked at their expressions, which were a mixture of anticipation and disbelief, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"free."
The moment the word was uttered, the living room erupted in chaos.
Coco let out a cheer, her voice clear and loud. She sprang up like a spring and rushed to Chen Mo, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Her body pressed against him, warm and soft like a young girl's, and she clung to Chen Mo like a koala clinging to a tree trunk, her legs almost wrapped around him.
"Brother, you're so handsome!"
Her voice exploded in Chen Mo's ears, filled with undisguised excitement and admiration.
"I'm starting to like you!"
Then she turned her head and gave Chen Mo a loud kiss on the cheek, so loud that the whole living room could hear it.
Xiao Rou's lips immediately pouted.
She stood by the sofa, her hands unconsciously gripping the hem of her skirt, her almond-shaped eyes fixed on Coco clinging to Chen Mo.
The light in his eyes changed from its previous brightness to something indescribable.
It tastes sour and astringent, like biting into an unripe green plum.
Her lips were pressed into a line, her chin tightened slightly, and her cheeks puffed out a little; the jealousy seemed to seep out from her pores.
Chen Mo hadn't expected Coco to be so outgoing and open.
They dared to do this in front of so many people.
He felt the warmth of the two arms around his neck, and the moist touch of that kiss still lingered on his cheek.
Soft, with the elasticity and warmth unique to a young girl's lips.
He coughed lightly.
"Alright, go down now."
He raised his hand and gently patted Coco's arm, trying to keep his tone calm.
"I'll go prepare the ingredients."
Coco then let go and slid off Chen Mo.
She looked up at Chen Mo with a bright smile on her face, and her two little tiger teeth gleamed white under the light.
"Brother Mo, you cook, I'll help you!"
Chen Mo nodded and turned to walk towards the kitchen.
The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind, five pairs of slippers pattering on the floor like a flock of chicks following a mother hen.
As soon as he stepped into the kitchen, he heard a cacophony of sounds behind him.
"Brother, do you need any help? I'll help you wash the vegetables."
"I'll chop the vegetables, Mo-ge, you can rest."
"I learned how to wash rice last time, let me do it this time."
"I can clean the stove."
"I...I...I'm standing here cheering you on."
Five girls crowded at the kitchen doorway, each more eager than the last, their voices mingling together like sparrows chirping on a branch at dawn.
Chen Mo turned around and glanced at them, then said with a smile:
"Okay, everyone come in and help, just don't make a mess."
.......
Today's meal was definitely the most relaxing meal Chen Mo had ever had in his life, and also the most sensual.
He didn't trust these girls to do things like chopping vegetables; the sight of the cleaver in their hands was indeed nerve-wracking.
For other tasks, he only needs to give an order, and people will immediately rush to do them.
The five people each performed their duties efficiently, keeping themselves completely occupied.
There were even people who brought a towel to wipe Chen Mo's sweat.
The kitchen was originally quite large, but when six people were crammed in, it immediately became crowded.
Every now and then, Chen Mo would accidentally bump into a youthful body as he turned around, his nose filled with the scent of cheap perfume and a young girl's natural fragrance.
But they didn't care at all, or rather, they had no defenses against Chen Mo.
Xiao Rou, in particular, even deliberately kept rubbing against Chen Mo.
Seeing this, the other girls also crowded around Chen Mo, vying for his attention and chattering incessantly.
Chen Mo was surrounded by five girls. To his left was Xiao Lu's thigh reaching out, and to his right was Coco's swaying buttocks as she wiped the stove.
Behind him was Xiao Rou's faint warmth, and in front of him was a steaming wok on the stove.
He felt like a tree entangled by vines.
"Alright, alright."
Chen Mo finally spoke, his voice filled with helplessness.
"Everyone, get out of here. I need to cook, and the fumes are too strong."
The women exchanged glances, but no one moved.
Chen Mo added a sentence, his tone resolute and leaving no room for negotiation.
"Xiaorou, stay here and hand me the plates. Everyone else, go outside and wait."
Xiao Rou's eyes lit up instantly, and the corners of her mouth turned up so high that she couldn't suppress it.
The other girls pouted, their faces filled with envy and reluctance.
But she still put down the vegetable basket in her hand and walked out of the kitchen, looking back every few steps.
The air in the kitchen was much quieter.
Xiao Rou stood less than half an arm's length to Chen Mo's right, holding stacked white porcelain plates in her hands, as quiet as a porcelain doll.
"plate."
Chen Mo stretched out his hand, and Xiao Rou immediately handed him a white porcelain plate.
"Get another one."
The second plate was served even faster.
Chen Mo ladled the stir-fried dishes into a plate.
After plating the last dish, Chen Mo turned off the heat, placed the spatula on the stove, and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Brother Mo, I've taken it out," Xiao Rou said.
Chen Mo nodded and followed her out of the kitchen.
The dining table was laden with five dishes and a soup.
Braised pork ribs, stir-fried shredded pork with green peppers, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, water spinach with garlic, stir-fried shredded potatoes, and a big bowl of seaweed and egg drop soup.
The color of each dish was just right.
The living room fell silent for a moment.
Five girls sat around the table, their eyes all fixed on the plates, like five kittens that had spotted their prey, their pupils dilating simultaneously.
"Brother Mo, you're amazing."
Xiao Lu was the first to speak, her voice filled with heartfelt admiration.
The other women nodded in agreement and exclaimed in praise.
Chen Mo felt a little embarrassed by their enthusiastic praise.
Five eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls, five pairs of bright, sparkling eyes, five rosy lips, all uttering words of praise at the same time.
That kind of situation was overwhelming; no one could withstand it.
"Alright, alright, stop praising me."
Chen Mo waved his hand and picked up his chopsticks.
"Eat quickly, it'll get cold soon."
Five pairs of chopsticks were extended almost simultaneously, but none of them picked up anything first.
Their hands froze in mid-air, and they all turned to look at Chen Mo.
Once his first chopstick landed, the chopsticks seemed to receive a signal and rushed towards their target.