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CHAPTER 17: BE GOOD

After resting on Nie Zihang's shoulder for a while, Yu Jingxuan got up on his own.

Due to the soothing effect of the pheromones, the Alpha's face had regained its colour and was no longer as pale and sickly as before.

The pheromones from the back of the neck were also under control, and now there was no trace of the orchid scent.

Nie Zihang knew that the young police officer was sensitive, so this time he did not tease him anymore. Instead, he patted his back and said, "Take a rest for now; I will go cook. I will call you when the food is ready."

Yu Jingxuan kept his head lowered throughout, and upon hearing that, his eyelashes trembled like raven feathers. He apologised softly, "I am sorry, Mr. Nie, for troubling you like this during your pre-heat period..."

Even using his toes, Nie Zihang could figure out what he was thinking in his heart.

"It is just a pre-heat, not a full heat. It is not that big of a deal. Besides, last time I went to your place, you were the chef, right? At most, this is just a tit-for-tat. Why apologize? Everyone has their ups and downs."

After saying that, he could not resist and rubbed the Alpha's head that was raised.

"Alright, you rest. I will go out."

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Nie Zihang returned to the kitchen and felt a bit troubled when faced with a large bowl of shrimp.

In fact, he occasionally cooked simple dishes like stir-fried vegetables. But when it came to handling complex dishes like shrimp, it posed a bit of a challenge for him.

Fortunately, Yu Jingxuan only rested for a short while before returning to the kitchen.

The Alpha, who was initially feeling a bit embarrassed about what happened earlier, could not help but burst into laughter when he saw the usually composed man feeling at a loss in front of a bowl of shrimp.

"I will take care of it, Mr. Nie."

As he spoke, he walked to Nie Zihang's side and took the bowl of shrimp back into his hands.

With a quick move, Nie Zihang dodged, not allowing him to even touch the edge of the bowl.

Then, he tilted his chin towards the little pony in the corner: "What are you doing here? Go sit over there and tell me what needs to be done. I will take care of it."

Yu Jingxuan paused for a moment, knowing that Nie Zihang was concerned about him. He obediently sat on the small stool, showing his respect and compliance.

"You wash the shrimp again first."

"I already washed them just now; I am not stupid."

Yu Jingxuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Alright, then, Mr. Nie, use oil to rub the shrimp."

"Like this?"

"Mmm, that is right."

"And then? Do we need to chop the onions, ginger, and garlic?"