My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!-Chapter 209 - 118 Temporary Couple_4

The table only had a simple three dishes and one soup because they were out of rice, so Li Nuo only cooked two bowls of clear broth noodles.

Li Anning picked up a piece of fried green vegetable and, after tasting it, her beautiful eyes slightly brightened with surprise, she said, "Your cooking skills aren’t too bad!"

Although this dish couldn’t compare to the delicacies of the mountains and seas at the Princess Mansion, it had a unique flavor of its own.

Li Nuo was very aware of his own culinary abilities.

These dishes could only be described as not bad; they were far from "not too bad."

Perhaps it was because this meal was one they had worked together to complete, its meaning was different, and naturally, the taste was too.

Li Anning gave Li Nuo a glance and asked, "Is this also your first time cooking?"

Li Nuo honestly replied, "In this world, you are still the first person to taste my cooking."

Li Anning’s lips curled into a slight smile, then she felt a bit embarrassed.

Song Jiaren was his wife.

But many of his firsts had been taken by her.

Yet she couldn’t be blamed for it.

All of it was in order to eradicate the Thief Sect organization, improve public order, and restore a clear blue sky to the people of Chang’an.

As a member of Legalism, since one chose to throw oneself into the fray, one had to be prepared to make some sacrifices.

After lunch, the two of them washed the dishes together.

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Li Anning asked, "What shall we do in the afternoon?"

After thinking for a while, Li Nuo said, "This afternoon I’ll take you shopping. We’ll buy some fine rouge, face powder, jewelry, and the like..."

These activities all fit the mentality of a poor person suddenly coming into wealth or about to become wealthy.

If they stayed at home doing nothing, it would seem abnormal.

This was a poor neighborhood, and even if there were shops on the street, they were of the lowest grade and did not meet Li Nuo’s standards. Taking Li Anning with him, he hired a carriage and headed to the slightly more distant eastern city.

This area was a gathering place for officials and the nobility, with the highest-grade stores, which, of course, he couldn’t afford.

But he did buy a lot of mid-range products, large and small packages.

Watching the two enter a shop, among the crowd not far away, someone wiped the sweat from their forehead and couldn’t help saying, "These are really country people coming to town. Such people can actually become Chiefs..."

Another person replied, "Stop complaining, lad. If you were Chief, you would be even more ostentatious..."

The man rubbed his head and said, "True, if it were me, I’d have been living in the brothel these past few days, not wearing clothes for three days and nights!"

The companion beside him looked at him with disdain and said, "That’s all the morals you have. Look at Chief Song, how well he treats his wife, how devoted he is..."

Elsewhere on the street.

A lady in white was leading a little girl by the hand, walking through the streets. Song Mu’er licked a candied haw and asked, "Jiaren sister, where did Brother Li Nuo go? I haven’t seen him for several days..."

Song Jiaren only knew that Li Nuo was investigating a case these days and was unclear about the specifics.

Although the two were husband and wife, they didn’t actually have much in common.

Her gaze lingered for a moment on a passerby couple.

From their clothes, though they didn’t come from a very rich or noble family, they seemed very much in love. The wife always had her hand on her husband’s arm, and the man looked at his wife with a gaze full of affection.

It was only after the couple disappeared that she continued walking forward, leading Mu’er.

After a few steps, her pace suddenly paused.

Then, turning her head back, she looked doubtfully in the direction where the couple had vanished.

She didn’t know why, but although she didn’t recognize the couple, they gave her a strangely familiar feeling...