Someone cooks and someone waits.
Su Qingmo feels so happy!
She remembered what her mother had said before she passed away: men who can cook are usually good people.
Su Qingmo finally understood what this meant.
She could tell from the way Qin Ran cooked that he was thoughtful and calm.
Governing a large country is like cooking a small fish.
And she knew that Kieran did more than just cook to fill her stomach.
And put all my love for her into it.
When staying up late to work overtime, Qin Ran would cook a bowl of fragrant egg noodles.
When her period was uncomfortable, Qin Ran would prepare brown sugar water.
Qin Ran usually doesn’t eat breakfast at work, so he will cook some porridge.
Su Qingmo suddenly realized that Qin Ran had already hidden his silent love quietly in the kitchen.
She understood why she loved watching Kieran cook so much.
It wasn't just because of Qin Ran's calmness and exquisite knife skills when cooking.
It was also because this was Qin Ran's confession of love for her.
Unlike the performances at Clayman's concerts, this is a way of confession that "sneaks into the night like the wind, moistening everything silently."
There's more than one way to be romantic.
Su Qingmo's heart was captured.
She walked behind Kieran and put her arms around his waist.
Qin Ran, who was making Longjing shrimp, was a little surprised.
This was the first time Su Qingmo hugged him like this.
Qin Ran turned the heat to low, wiped his hands, turned around and hugged Su Qingmo's slender waist.
"What's wrong?"
Su Qingmo didn't say anything, raised his head and closed his eyes.
No matter how stupid Qin Ran was, he would understand now.
So he lowered his head and embraced that touching shy love.
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