"When have I ever not been serious?" Cheng Shuyu was waving at them from a distance. Jiang Li responded with a smile, then turned to Lin Yue, "Okay, I'm not talking to you anymore. My little dog is here to pick me up. I'm leaving now. Be careful on your way." With that, she swayed her hips and ran towards Cheng Shuyu.
Lin Yue smiled at them, waved, then looked down at the thing in her hand, took a deep breath, and wondered if she would succeed tonight. She was somewhat looking forward to it. She turned around and hailed a taxi, "Driver, No. 1 Courtyard, thank you."
After arriving home, she took out her phone and sent Song Yunzheng a WeChat message: "Honey, you don't need to pick me up today. I'm home safely." Immediately afterward, she sent him a photo showing half of her face. The photo clearly showed her standing in the living room. She was afraid he wouldn't believe her, so she had to do it this way—a picture is worth a thousand words.
After putting away her phone, Lin Yue stuffed the bag containing the underwear into the closet, making sure to cover it with clothes so that Song Yunzheng wouldn't find it.
After changing into her pajamas, she casually tied her hair into a bun and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner for him herself. Things were different this time; she was really going to cook for him and wouldn't dare to order takeout. She firmly believed in the saying, "The way to his heart is through his stomach."
Song Yunzheng was very busy. He had just experienced a life-or-death emergency rescue. A pregnant woman suddenly suffered an amniotic fluid embolism, and the entire hospital was mobilized to snatch her from the jaws of death. Fortunately, they succeeded.
Exhausted after leaving the operating table, I returned to my office at nine o'clock in the evening. Looking at the pitch-black night outside the window, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't picked up my little girl. She should have gone home obediently by herself, right? I was worried! I quickly picked up my phone and saw a WeChat message from her. After reading it, I couldn't help but wonder, "She went home by herself so early today? So well-behaved? Did she do something naughty again?"
Thinking of this, he felt his left eyelid twitch, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart. Without a moment's hesitation, he grabbed his car keys and ran to the garage. After getting in the car, he stepped on the gas and sped all the way to No. 1 Courtyard.
Upon entering the house, Song Yunzheng was immediately hit by a strong, pungent smell of gas, mixed with a burnt odor. A chill ran through him, and he rushed into the kitchen. On the stove sat a clay pot, the fire burning brightly! He quickly turned off the flame and opened all the kitchen windows for ventilation. Lifting the lid of the clay pot, a pungent, burnt smell assaulted his nostrils, making him wince. The pot was completely burnt dry, its interior charred black, making it impossible to discern what had been cooked inside!
I knew it! She's never home alone; she's bound to cause trouble! Song Yunzheng quickly went to the living room and opened all the balcony windows. Finding her not there, he hurriedly opened the bedroom door. There was a small bulge under the covers. The kitchen had almost burned down, and she was sound asleep in bed!
Song Yunzheng strode over with a grim face, roughly pulled her up, and roared, "Lin Yue! What are you doing? Get up! Look at what you've done..." The blanket slipped off Lin Yue's shoulders, revealing a glimpse of her skin, and his angry shouts stopped abruptly. He saw that she was wearing a black spaghetti strap nightgown, her breasts half-exposed, her skin like porcelain, and her waist-length hair cascading down to one side like a waterfall. His gaze instantly burned with desire, but he quickly looked away, unable to look directly at the alluring scene.
After placing the casserole on the stove, Lin Yue didn't pay any more attention to it and went straight to take a shower. After showering, she even changed into the new battle robe she had bought that afternoon, intending to lie in bed for a while before getting up. However, she ended up falling asleep.
She rubbed her eyes, looking at the man in front of her groggily. Once she recognized him, her eyes lit up. "Hmm? Honey, you're back? When did you get back? I made you some porridge, you know. I followed a tutorial video, so it's sure to taste great..." As she spoke, she sniffed hard, her brow furrowing slightly. "What's that smell? It's awful." After a two-second pause, "Ah!! My porridge!"
She jumped out of bed as fast as a rabbit, not even having time to put on her shoes, and ran barefoot into the kitchen. "Ah! Why is it burnt?" her frustrated voice came from the kitchen.
Helpless, Song Yunzheng followed her out and stood still in the living room, still holding her slippers in his hand. The sensual scene had distracted him, but now he was back to his usual calm, reverting to his "black-faced devil" persona.
Lin Yue returned to the living room dejectedly, preoccupied with the pot of porridge, completely forgetting how sexy and alluring she looked.
"Put them on." Song Yunzheng threw the shoes at her feet, his eyes fixed on her, a burning rage in them as if he wanted to devour her.
Lin Yue obediently put on her shoes, lowered her head, and said dejectedly, "Honey, I'm sorry. I came home early today thinking of cooking for you, but I really don't know how to cook. I chose the simplest dish, porridge, which was supposed to be successful, but I accidentally fell asleep and left the stove on, so it burned..." She hurriedly explained to him, rambling on and on. In short, she hoped he wouldn't be angry and that she didn't do it on purpose.
Song Yunzheng looked down at her, sighed deeply, and scolded her sternly, "It's okay if you can't cook, it's okay if you burn it, none of that matters. The most fatal thing is that you shouldn't have run back to your room to sleep with the stove on in the kitchen! I don't need to explain to you how serious the consequences of a gas leak are, do I? If I had come back any later, were you planning to bring back a corpse for me to collect? Did you even think about these safety hazards! You can't do anything and yet you still want to cook? You're not allowed to go into the kitchen or use any open flames anymore! Do you hear me!"
The last sentence suddenly rose several decibels, startling Lin Yue so much that she trembled all over. This time, she knew she was in the wrong and had no way to refute him, nor did she dare to. He was truly angry, much more so than when he rummaged through her study last time.
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