[Quick Transmigration] Where is the Morality Chapter 171 (Part 2)
Shameless Martial Uncle! Chapter 13 (Part 2) Original translation is from tenderflower's blog.
It had been the aunt’s monologue since he opened the door just now. Xing Shaoyan couldn’t even cut in even if he wanted to. He patiently listened until she finished. He originally thought it would be fine just to say no need to thank, but he didn’t expect she would actually make such a proposition.
Xing Shaoyan took a step back and waved his hand impatiently: “No, that’s a very slight effort that doesn’t need mentioning. Aunt, you’re exaggerating.”
“Benefactor, it is a slight effort for you, but for me, it’s my son’s life. Look at my daughter; she can manage the hall and enter the kitchen. You...... Benefactor! Benefactor! Why did you close the door? Open the door! Open the door!!!”
Taking advantage of the aunt’s long speech, Xing Shaoyan slammed the courtyard door shut, bolted it, then strode into the room, took a sip of tea, and said with a stinky face: “Neuropathy is really annoying me to death...”
Xia Ruyan looked from behind and almost knocked over a handful of melon seeds. She teased him: “Hero, that girl is beautiful; how could you have the heart to refuse?”
Xing Shaoyan continued to drink tea without looking up. “No matter how beautiful, I’m not interested.”
“Then what kind of person are you interested in?” Xia Ruyan asked curiously. Though there was no mention of any woman around Xing Shaoyan in the original plot, she was a little curious about what kind of woman would catch his eye.
When Xing Shaoyan heard that, his ears immediately felt hot. He glanced at Xia Ruyan secretly, locking eyes with her unexpectedly. He quickly looked away and asked in a rough voice: “What are you asking that for?”
“Just curious~ Martial uncle, aren’t you 30? Others have already married and had children by your age. Why are you still alone? It couldn’t be that you... you like men?” Xia Ruyan looked at him suspiciously.
Xing Shaoyan immediately exploded when he heard those words. He put the teacup heavily onto the table and said angrily: “What nonsense! How could I like men?! I like women! I like women!!!”
His reaction was somewhat amusing, and Xia Ruyan nearly burst out laughing. She struggled to hold back a smile and comforted him: “Mm, I know that martial uncle likes women. What kind of woman does martial uncle like?”
Xing Shaoyan, who originally had his hair exploded, heard her question as if a basin of water poured over him; the anger immediately disappeared without a trace. He cleared his throat, fist against his mouth, and said: “I, I like... smaller ones...”
“Oh...” So it turned out he liked the petite ones. Xia Ruyan nodded: “And then?”
“Appearance... should be clever, like a cat...”
Xing Shaoyan glanced at her secretly. Xia Ruyan didn’t notice his gaze and continued to nod: “Mm, it seems to be the more delicate type; go on.”
“Well, white skin, a-age that is also a little younger...”
Xia Ruyan felt a little strange when she heard this, but couldn’t pinpoint what was strange. She then asked: “What about characteristics? What kind of temperament does martial uncle like?”
“This...” Xing Shaoyan hesitated before stammering, “S-squeamish, not easy to serve... and some eldest lady’s temper...”
The more Xia Ruyan heard, the more she felt something was wrong, and the more she listened, the more she felt like this description seemed familiar. At this time, Xing Shaoyan suddenly stood up and said: “I’m going to stew medicinal meal! You can play by yourself!”
Without waiting for a response, he rushed out like a gust of wind. Xia Ruyan sat in the room, staring blankly at the door. The traits he’d just mentioned...was she overthinking? Why were they so... similar to her?
Xing Shaoyan’s face was already flushed as he ran to the kitchen, feeling more useless than ever in his 30 years of life. He had stuttered in front of a little girl and felt embarrassed to admit he liked her. After being disgusted with himself for a while, he became anxious again, wondering if the things he had just revealed would make her guess he was talking about her. It was one thing if she couldn’t guess it. But if she guessed it... he didn’t know how she would react to him.
Was she disgusted or shy? Or... did she also have the same thoughts as him a little? The more Xing Shaoyan thought about it, the more confused he became. Finally, he wiped his face and said, “Stew medicinal meal first!”
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