Mysteries:Lord Of The Dream Realm

Chapter 9:Learning Language

"Okay, let's stop chatting," Meng Xian said, her voice laced with amusement. She glanced at Zhou Mingrui's disheveled appearance and laughed out loud, "It's already afternoon, but we haven't had lunch yet."

"Are we going to make lunch now?" Zhou Mingrui asked, noticing Meng Xian heading straight to the kitchen opposite the living room. He stood up and followed her. "I can help..."
Just as he was about to step into the kitchen, Meng Xian turned and stopped him with a serious expression. "Although you will be staying here in the future, you are a guest now since this is your first visit."

She placed her hands on her hips, exuding a sense of playful authority. "As a guest, you should just wait to be entertained. How can you ask a guest to help you?"

She then manually turned Zhou Mingrui around, just as he had done to her at the grilled fish restaurant, and gently pushed him toward the master bedroom. "Go tidy up your room. Take out the luggage that needs to be taken out and put it away. Don't leave it until the evening."

Zhou Mingrui stood there for a moment, a smile forming on his lips. He couldn't help but admire Meng Xian's blend of warmth and assertiveness. Obediently, he went back to his room to unpack.

He then obediently went back to his room to pack his belongings. When he got serious, he was decisive and efficient, transforming the empty room into a personalized space in no time.

Feeling satisfied with his progress, Zhou Mingrui headed to the bathroom next door to wash his hands. On his way back, he paused at the kitchen door, peering through the glass sliding door. He saw Meng Xian diligently preparing a meal, a pot of something aromatic simmering in front of her. The scene stirred memories of recipes he had seen before.

He couldn't help but chuckle to himself. "Are you still thinking about those clear soup noodles with vegetables?"

Meng Xian, overhearing him, responded without looking up. "I did add an egg. We can't waste food, right?"

She spoke as she took out a small porcelain bowl from another electric steamer that was keeping food warm. With a spoon in hand, she turned and walked towards Zhou Mingrui, opening the glass door of the kitchen and handing him the bowl.

"Fill your stomach first," she said.

Zhou Mingrui took the bowl and looked down. Inside was a serving of warm glutinous rice dumplings with sweet osmanthus wine.

The delicate white dumplings looked incredibly soft and sticky, dotted with golden dried osmanthus flowers. The air was filled with a sweet aroma, the scent of the wine and osmanthus complementing each other perfectly.

As a true dessert lover, Zhou Mingrui silently gave a thumbs up, carrying the bowl back to the sofa in the living room. He savored each bite, the soft, sticky dumplings melting in his mouth, the sweetness of the osmanthus wine lingering on his palate.

Meanwhile, Meng Xian prepared a small bowl of food for Starlight, petting him affectionately as he devoured his meal. She also made herself a cup of coffee, the aroma adding another comforting layer to the atmosphere.

Zhou Mingrui squinted happily, savoring the sweet osmanthus wine dumplings. Glancing at the kitchen, he saw Meng Xian still busy, moving with a practiced grace. With time to kill, he considered his options: play with his phone or...

His gaze fell on an old book lying on the table. The white cloth cover had turned yellow and gray with age, three thick dark red diagonal double arrows printed on top. Nothing else adorned the cover.

Zhou Mingrui realized the book had been there since he entered the apartment, but he had paid little attention to it.
Curiosity piqued, Zhou Mingrui's fingers itched to pick up the book. It shouldn't be a problem if it was left out so openly, right? Just a quick look...