Chapter 145 Responsibility (I)

Soon, a strong fragrance slowly filled the kitchen.

Why does it smell so good?

Shi Han lay down at the kitchen door and looked out.

She wanted to eat it so much, but could she still eat it?

I should have eaten some hot pot earlier.

The red oil wonton that Lu Yan had prepared was brought over, with a layer of bright chili oil floating on it, and a faint spicy flavor.

놛 gave the first bowl to Shi Han, "Try it!"

Shi Han took a breath of the aroma and said, "I'll wait for you to eat together."

Lu Yan did not refuse and returned to the kitchen to bring another bowl.

Shi Han couldn't wait to take a bite. It was spicy and numb, and the stuffing inside was indescribably delicious. No one knew how it was prepared.

She asked vaguely, "Why does it smell so good?"

“Just eat it if you like it.” Lu Yan also lowered his head and took a bite.

I don't care much about food, so I don't feel much about the delicious food that Shi Han mentioned.

No matter how much Shi Han liked it, he couldn't eat anymore after eating seven or eight of them. He could only stare at the red oil wonton in the bowl.

She had never eaten such delicious red oil wontons.

But now there was a big bowl in front of her, and she couldn't eat it at all...

"Don't you like it? Then I won't make it anymore in the future." Lu Yan pursed his lips.

"No, it's delicious."

"No need to comfort me, it doesn't matter if it doesn't taste good."

"It's really delicious." Shi Han said seriously.

She didn't refuse just now, and now she couldn't say that she had already had dinner.

Shi Han pursed his lips.

Why don’t you do it anymore? She likes to eat.

Lu Yan still had that cold expression, as if he didn't believe her at all.

After a while, seeing Shi Han's miserable expression, Lu Yan's depression finally dissipated a little.

놛 had already known from the location on her phone that Shi Han had gone to eat hotpot, so she deliberately made her favorite red oil wonton.

She can see it but cannot eat it, which is a small punishment for her.

Who made her put the photo of another man on her desk!

It was already ten o'clock when the two finished their meal. Lu Yan went to the kitchen to wash the dishes while Shi Han sat in the living room watching TV.

This was her second time entering Lu Yan's house. The atmosphere was very strange. The two of them were not even ambiguous, but she walked in as if it was a matter of course.

Lu Yan cooked and did housework as usual, as if she was not there.

Shouldn't you feel that something is wrong with the way we get along?

After more than ten minutes, Lu Yan disappeared from her sight. No one knew where he went.

Shi Han glanced at her watch, wondering if it was time for her to leave.

If I don't leave now, it will seem so unreserved.

Shi Han called Lu Yan's name softly, but she didn't respond to her.

She got up and knocked on the bedroom door, but there was no response. She walked forward again and heard the sound of running water.

Shi Han suddenly realized that Lu Yan was taking a shower.

She hesitated whether to leave, but after thinking it over carefully, she decided that since she was a guest at the host's house, she should at least tell Lu Yan when she left.

So Shi Han sat back on the sofa and continued watching TV.

As she watched, she became addicted to the fantasy drama in front of her.

At some point, something was kicked over. She turned her head and her pupils constricted.

Lu Yan had just finished taking a shower and was wearing nothing but a gray towel in his hand. His hand was on the armrest of the bedroom, as if he was going back to the room to get clothes.

The two looked at each other, and Lu Yan's abstinent face was filled with astonishment.

“……” Shi Han immediately turned his head back.

She blinked, her brain seemed to turn into a paste, and she could hear the sound of water when she shook it.

what happened?

She saw Lu Yan without clothes, and seemed to see his abdominal muscles, legs, water droplets running down his skin texture, and...

Shi Han stood up in panic, ready to leave Lu Yan's house.

Just as he touched the handrail at the door, the door of Lu Yan's bedroom opened.

There was no time to wipe her hair, and water drops fell on her black shirt, wetting part of her shoulder.

놛's face was already cold, and now it was even colder, and his black pupils were staring at Shi Han solemnly.

"Leaving now?"

Shi Han leaned back slightly and leaned against the door.

Lu Yan walked to the living room and said, "It was already very late, I thought you had left."

Is it her fault that she didn't leave?

Shi Han suppressed his throat and said, "I didn't know you would..."

"What should we do?" Lu Yan asked.

"What?" What should I do?

"Let's sit down and talk!" Lu Yan pointed to the sofa opposite him.

I didn't want to progress so quickly, but I couldn't stand the fact that I was a stranger.

I can't stand the fact that I have no reason to interfere in her affairs.

Even the photo of the man beside her on her desk could not be questioned.

(End of this chapter)