Chapter 40

iced something amiss. "Song Lin, did you purposely say this for me to hear When did you start caring about gossip""No."Since you opened your mouth, as a mother, I couldn't possibly not understand Just..."No." Song Lin said faintly.

"OK."

Shen Yian swiftly dashed into the kitchen.

Song Lin stood there for a long time, unable to recover. In this world, only his mother would wait for him this late.

He turned his head to look at the woman in an apron busy in the kitchen, momentarily puzzled.

Just after seeing her ex-boyfriend, she came back to fawn over him. What kind of woman is she

Thinking of his ex-boyfriend, Song Lin's mind flashed images of the two embracing recklessly in the middle of the road. His face darkened, and he turned to walk into the bedroom.

Hearing a loud slam of the door, Shen Yian poked his head out from the kitchen.

What's going on

Song Lin's mood was off from the moment he walked in. He was fine this morning, wasn't he

Could it be that work has encountered a problem

Just as he was thinking, the water on the stove boiled. Shen Yian hurriedly turned around to take down the small wontons.

After pouring water three times, I just waited for the pot to boil.

During that time, she made a big bowl of broth, sprinkling it with shrimp and seaweed.

Soon, a bowl of hot and steaming little wontons will be ready.

Shen Yi'an carefully carried the dish out of the kitchen, just as Song Lin came out of the bedroom.

Seeing the visitor, Shen Yian couldn't help but be taken aback.

To be honest, she had been at Song Lin's house for almost a week, but they had only spent a few moments together in the house.

This is also her first time seeing Song Lin wearing pajamas.

The relaxed cut doesn't make him look careless, but rather reveals his tall and slender figure subtly. Paired with his good looks, it adds to the languid air about him.

Song Lin put his hands in his pockets and walked over, giving Shen Yian a sweeping glance. "Not hot"

Shen Yian came back to his senses, and his palms suddenly felt a burning sensation.

"Hiss, hiss......so hot, so hot."

She quickly put down her bowl and pressed her fingers to her earlobe.

Song Lin walked to the table and glanced at the plate of wontons in front of him. The broth was clear, each wonton plump and full, with shrimp and seaweed floating on top that just looked appetizing.

Is this her work

It's impossible, she's with her ex, there's no time for her to do this for him.

I'm afraid it was probably just a casual purchase to please him.

Song Lin's face remained impassive, but when he looked up at Shen Yi'an, his heart couldn't help but flutter.

Under the warm light, Shen Yian had her hair tied in a ponytail, her hands pinching her ears, her face slightly wrinkled, with an inexplicable air of shyness, completely unlike the composure she had displayed when discussing the cohabitation agreement with him earlier.

"Stupid." Song Lin gave a word without politeness.

"...."

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Shen Yi'an widened his eyes and was about to retort, but Song Lin grabbed his wrist and pulled him into the kitchen.

It wasn't until cold water splashed on her hands that she came to her senses, looking at Song Lin with a hint of embarrassment.

But Song Lin just stared blankly at the basin that had held the meat filling, now sitting in the water.

"Little Wontons, who made them"

"Um." Shen Yian nodded in confusion. "I made a lot and put them all in the fridge. If you work late and get hungry, just take some out and cook them. You... You don't know how to cook, do you"

Shen Yi'an turned his head to look at Song Lin beside him, just as he also lowered his eyes.

Their eyes met, and she suddenly felt the hand gripping her wrist tense up slightly. The warmth of its touch cut through even the cold water.

She struggled slightly, but Song Lin tightened his grip.narrowed his eyes.When Shen Yian realized this, he immediately changed his tune: "But after eating your cake and milk tea, my mood became particularly good. Now I feel like I'm on cloud nine, lighthea...