n Yian no longer had the excitement of three years ago. Deep down, she felt that Gu Cheng and she were already completely unconnected."Ya'an, why haven't you gone down yet Look at how deeply Gu Cheng...Shen Yian only then realized that in their conversation, he had unwittingly pushed Song Lin from the middle of the sofa all the way to the edge.
She blushed immediately and got up right away.
"Sorry, it's getting late. I... I'm going to cook dinner now."
Song Lin also stood up: “I’ll help you.”
Shen Yian was stunned: "Ah"
Song Rin took off his suit jacket and rolled up his shirt sleeves. "Is there a problem I'm free anyway, and it'll be faster this way."
Shen Yian looked at his pair of white and slender hands. At a glance, he could tell that he hadn't done any housework. He actually said he wanted to cook for her.
This is just as shocking as Gu Cheng kneeling down and admitting he was wrong.
But she didn't refuse, after all, you have to try living together first, right
A man who helps is always better than a man who just talks.
Shen Yian smiled: "Okay, but wait a moment first."
"What are you waiting for"
Song Lin stood in the doorway of the kitchen, looking at Shen Yian tiptoeing to reach the top shelf.
When he renovated the house, he didn't pay much attention to the kitchen, so he didn't notice that the upper cabinet height was extremely unreasonable.
"I'll do it."
Thank you.
After finishing, Shen Yi'an wanted to give way to Song Lin, but unexpectedly, Song Lin stood directly behind her. The cold and refreshing aura instantly enveloped her side.
Her ears flushed, and she immediately pressed her body against the table, afraid that if she accidentally touched Song Lin, he would misunderstand something.
"What are you looking for" Song Lin's voice echoed above her.
Shen Yi'an raised her head, her hair brushing against Song Lin's jaw. Song Lin was startled, his nose full of the scent from her hair. It was just the smell of ordinary shampoo, but for some reason, he could always faintly smell something else.
Shen Yian pointed to a white plastic bag inside.
"In that bag, there's a new apron. Your shirt looks expensive, don't get it dirty."
"You even prepared for this"
Song Rin frowned, but when he took out the new apron, his frown deepened.
Buy one get one free.
He gave this to someone.
Shen Yian noticed the change in his face and explained, "Normally this would cost thirty yuan, but now it's buy one get one free, which means half price. You shouldn't miss out on such a good deal."
Her parents used to often take her grocery shopping, and they would tell her which discounted items were a good deal. Their catchphrase was this sentence, and she accidentally blurted it out.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but she felt her words were adding fuel to the fire. Song Lin's face looked even worse.
She immediately changed the subject: “I, I’ll put it on for you.”
When she lifted her apron, both she and Song Lin felt awkward.
Through the packaging, it looks like a blue and white checkered pattern. Who would have thought it also has lace trim
Chen Yi'an held a apron and awkwardly said: "Mr. Song, are you still wearing it"
Song Lin narrowed his eyes and pointed at the red checkered apron she was wearing, one without lace trim.
Change it.
"OK."
Shen Yi'an and Song Lin exchanged aprons, thinking that Song Lin wearing an apron would be strange.
Who knew that when she looked at Song Lin, she couldn't help but be taken aback. She couldn't help but lower her head to look at the apron on her body.
Aren't they wearing almost the same style
Why is Song Lin, a big man, dressed better than her
He wore a black shirt, which contrasted sharply with his red apron.
Powerful arms, a tense chest, and a cinched waist, an apron somehow exudes an aura of forbidden desire.
"Looking at what" Song Lin leaned against the table, raising an eyebrow slightly. room.Maybe he forgot to take it back to his room yesterday. Shen Yian turned his room upside down again, even scraping under the bed twice with a broom.But I still couldn't find the shoes.At this mom...
