Chapter 1 — The Noodle Shop Owner Opposite

A new noodle shop opened under the apartment complex. Not only is it delicious and cheap, the owner also has an extremely handsome son, just looking at it makes him feel delicious. So, as soon as the restaurant opened, I became a regular customer. And so on for three months straight. Until my cousin opened a new store right opposite that noodle shop, and didn't forget to call me to support. But as soon as I sat down, someone walked out from the noodle shop opposite. He looked at me meaningfully: "So, do they also let customers touch their abs over there?" 1 My cousin has a girlfriend he's been in love with for many years. When they were about to get engaged, there was a bit of a conflict between the two, and the girl firmly refused to pay attention to him. Coincidentally, she lives in the same apartment complex as me. To appease his girlfriend, he thought again and again and decided to open a noodle shop under the apartment complex, under the pretext of creating more "coincidental meetings". I just see this as the love game of a young couple in love. Since the restaurant just opened, as a cousin, of course I have to come and support it. I just didn't expect it - the location of the restaurant he opened was right across from the restaurant I used to eat at. So when I entered my cousin's shop, I felt a bit guilty. After all, the restaurant opposite me ate three meals for three months in a row, and often got side dishes and all kinds of incentives. The noodle shop owner and I seem to have formed a close friendship. Now when I change to another restaurant, I suddenly feel like I'm betraying myself. But I didn't think much. Still calmly walking into my cousin's restaurant, hearing the sound of "welcome" ringing from the automatic speaker outside the door, then seeing my cousin running out of the kitchen soaking wet. It was hot, he only wore a thin white t-shirt. Now she's soaked, her shirt clings to her body, almost transparent, revealing her vague abdominal muscles. Seeing me coming, he immediately called me to sit down. "The water pipe in the kitchen broke, water splashed all over my body, the workers just finished fixing it. As soon as I heard you were coming, let me cook you a bowl of noodles, then come over to my house to change." After saying that, he didn't give me time to react before sneaking back into the kitchen. My family and his family have a close relationship, having lived in the same area since childhood. Therefore, my cousin clearly understands my preferences, without me saying much, he knows what kind of noodles I like to eat. I sat at the waiting table, one hand on my chin, and out of habit looked at the noodle shop opposite. I wonder if he will be there today. While thinking, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of me, then from the door walked a familiar figure. “Canh Tri, why are you here?” Seeing clearly who was coming, I suddenly felt a twinge of guilt - after all, lately I've been going to his restaurant to eat noodles, and now to be caught red-handed, it's really embarrassing. He still kept a calm face, his dark eyes looking straight at me: "My dad said you were going to be late today. He was afraid something would happen, so he told me to stand in front of the noodle shop and wait for you." Not knowing what he was thinking, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, paused for a moment, then continued: "Then I saw you sneaking like a thief, walking straight from the area to this newly opened restaurant, without even looking back at me." Having finished speaking, he glanced around my cousin's noodle shop. Still with that indifferent look: "I heard that when the shop was being renovated, my father came over to chat a few words with the owner. It seems like he just graduated from college, and his figure is not bad." I nodded — yes My cousin just graduated, and is also a sports student, and his body is really in good shape. It's just... why is his focus of attention so skewed? Could it be that you treat me coldly because... you don't like girls? A feeling of despair suddenly arose in my heart. But before he could open his mouth, Canh Tri suddenly changed his previous indifferent expression, slightly tilted his head and looked at me meaningfully, then slowly said: "So, do you also let guests touch your abs here?" 2 Canh Tri — son of the noodle shop owner next door. His appearance is extremely handsome. But his personality is cold, even though we've known him for three months, I've almost never seen him smile. There is so little talking that it's pitiful. Most of the time, I eat while using "cheesy" flirting lines to tease him. Most of the time, Canh Tri kept silent. There were a few rare times when he just sat across from me and asked me directly how I could keep my mouth shut because he found it too noisy. My cousin and I are really similar in this regard... we both have the "dog licking gene". So I smiled brightly and opened my mouth: "Tell me your name." At first, I just wanted to know his name. Then, I want to know my height, weight, hobbies, and most importantly — my love status. When I found out he was single, I was as happy as a flag in my stomach. The flirting sentences became even more frequent. But he still wasn't interested in responding, making me feel extremely defeated, even at times I wanted to give up and stop teasing him. As for the "touching the abs" thing you mentioned... It was completely unintentional. That day, I was having lunch at his noodle shop when suddenly a pervert wearing only four-cornered shorts barged in. The guy walked straight towards me. While I was still stunned, he suddenly pulled my hand and placed it on his stomach. A round belly as if about to give birth, still covered with a shiny layer of oil. He laughed disgustingly, pressed my hand harder: "You've never touched a man before, right? Let me let you try..." Then he was punched by Canh Tri. I also kicked a few more times. The boss called the police, handed the pervert over to them, and Canh Tri took me to wash my hands. The feeling of disgust made me constantly scrub my hands with soap. While washing, he muttered: "This is so horrible... I probably can't use this hand anymore." At that time, I was about to cry, tears welling up in my eyes. Canh Tri was still standing silently, suddenly grabbed my wrist, lifted his shirt, and placed my hand on his abs. He asked: "Do you still feel terrible now?" I shook my head frantically. Um… how should I describe it? Both firm and soft, very "bouncy", but full of strength. At that moment, I immediately forgot all about the resentment of being "dirtied" by that pervert, and tremblingly held out my left hand. Then he tried to swallow his saliva and looked at Canh Tri with expectant eyes: "This hand was also held by him just now." As a result, Canh Tri immediately told me to leave quickly, saying he was afraid he wouldn't be able to control himself and wanted to beat the "ruffian" that was me. I immediately leaned closer and smiled: "Just hit me lightly and that's fine." After that, his eyes looked at me even more... scared. In the following days, I still regularly went to his noodle shop to eat as usual. Maybe because of what happened the other day, the boss felt guilty, so he always gave me a very full portion of noodles. Furthermore, as long as Canh Tri was there, the boss would force him to sit across from me, protecting my safety. While eating noodles, looking at handsome men — is truly too "giving food". In just one week, I gained three kilos. Later, I even joked that my other hand had not been completely "disinfected" and asked if I could touch my abs again. Canh Tri smiled wryly: "Okay, do it yourself." Well... like that, I'm afraid of death! He he he... I immediately let go of my chopsticks, my hand excitedly pressed against his abs, and even secretly squeezed it. He frowned, a bit afraid to look straight, but he didn't push my hand away. It seemed like there was an implicit understanding, from then on I often tried to probe, but he didn't always agree. Usually I only touch it twice a week - enough to "relieve the craving" a little. So when I heard Canh Tri say that, an idea suddenly appeared in my mind. I've met my cousin's girlfriend before - pretty face, lively personality. The most important thing is... like me, I also like to look at handsome guys. But because I have a boyfriend, I only dare to steal glances on the street at most. If I want my cousin's girlfriend to stop being angry, the simplest way is to directly "use edict"! It's just that I understand my cousin well. Good, gentle person. But with a straight mind, I probably never thought of that way to seduce my girlfriend. There's no other way... Who said I'm his sister? I decided to teach you a few tricks. Perhaps seeing that I hadn't answered yet, Canh Tri frowned slightly and asked one more question: "Is it that difficult to answer?" I quickly shook my head: "No no, I'm definitely that type of person..." Before I could finish speaking, my cousin came out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of hot noodles in his hand. The clothes he wore before were completely soaked. It's hot in the kitchen again. So this time my cousin stepped out and definitely took off his shirt, wearing only shorts.