Thinking of this, Lu Zhaolin's lips curved slightly, and a faint smile appeared between his brows.

The way he looked at Song Qinghe was incredibly gentle.

Song Qinghe was initially quite calm, but after meeting his gaze, she clearly changed.

She could feel her heart beating faster and her face getting warmer.

He couldn't help but cough lightly to hide his nervousness.

Lu Zhaolin first glanced cautiously outside, then whispered in her ear, "Why did you come over? I'm fine in the kitchen."

Song Qinghe paused for a moment: "I'd better help you out. I'm afraid you'll end up making another egg feast."

That was said carefully and earnestly.

Lu Zhaolin twitched his lips. "No, I wasn't too nervous last time."

Song Qinghe looked down at the things he had brought back. When she came in, her attention was on Lu Zhaolin, so she didn't see what he had brought back.

Prawns, hairy crabs, scallops, squid, a king crab, and cod.

Song Qinghe's eyes lit up when she saw the seafood!

When she first heard that the place where she was sent to work had both mountains and sea, she thought about going to the beach to go beachcombing.

I didn't expect that I'd been so busy lately that I wouldn't have had time to go beachcombing.

As a result, Lu Zhaolin brought all the seafood back.

Seeing that she was staring at the seafood without moving, Lu Zhaolin explained, "On the way back, I saw fishermen selling some at the dock, so I picked some up. I don't know if you like them?"

Song Qinghe nodded repeatedly: "I like it, I like it!"

I really like it.

She's the kind of person who really loves seafood; she's got a seafood brain.

Seeing that Song Qinghe liked it, Lu Zhaolin finally breathed a sigh of relief. There was nothing else on the island, but there was plenty of this kind of thing.

He could take Song Qinghe to go beachcombing if she wanted.

The two of them can stroll along the beach, watch the sunrise and sunset together, and feel the sea breeze – that would be wonderful.

Yes, Lu Zhaolin had already thought about it. If the two of them got together, he wanted to ask Song Qinghe if she would be willing to go with him to the army.

He was very worried about Song Qinghe being alone outside.

Although the Song family came, if they were to get married, the couple should be together, shouldn't they?

Lu Zhaolin thought about it more and more and felt that this was the case, but he hadn't asked Song Qinghe for her opinion yet.

If she doesn't want to, then forget it.

If all else fails, we can live in both places; after all, this place isn't close to the other side of the island.

Song Qinghe can go and stay for a few days whenever she wants, and if she doesn't want to go, she can come back to stay.

Song Qinghe didn't notice Lu Zhaolin's thoughts; her mind was completely drawn to the seafood.

Lu Zhaolin bought back a wide variety of items in considerable quantities.

These prawns alone look like they weigh five or six pounds; we couldn't possibly finish them in one meal.

They can even blanch some parts and then braise the rest.

However, this is a decision that cannot be made by oneself alone.

Song Qinghe turned her head to look at Lu Zhaolin and asked seriously, "How do you want to eat it?"

Lu Zhaolin: "I'll listen to you from now on."

Song Qinghe raised an eyebrow. She was referring to the seafood, but it didn't sound like that was what he meant.

Lu Zhaolin looked away, not daring to meet her gaze.

She looks quite shy.

Song Qinghe quickly understood the meaning behind Lu Zhaolin's words and couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.