By the time everything was almost ready, Yao Qing still hadn't returned.
Li Tangyan put the prepared ingredients aside and was about to walk out when she felt a figure suddenly approaching from behind.
When she came to her senses again, Wen Zhaonian had already picked her up and placed her on the clean kitchen counter.
Wen Zhaonian's hands were half-supported on either side, and from a distance it looked as if Li Tangyan was completely surrounded by him in his arms.
Startled by Wen Zhaonian's sudden action, Li Tangyan still clutched tightly to the front of his shirt with both hands.
When she met those eyes and her heart began to race, she hastily withdrew her hand.
Then, as if by reflex, she turned and tried to support herself on both sides, but withdrew after touching the coolness of his palm.
Her fingers were intertwined and rested on her knees; she looked somewhat nervous.
At the same time, Wen Zhaonian lowered his eyes, his gaze following her cheek to the light pink stain on her earlobe that had appeared at some point.
His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, then he raised a hand, and as Li Tangyan unconsciously shrank his neck, his fingertips lightly rubbed the soft flesh on that red spot.
His voice deepened slightly, and an unfathomable emotion flickered in his eyes: "Chestnut Porridge."
"How much longer are you going to make me wait?"
Wen Zhaonian's words seemed cryptic, but Li Tangyan had a feeling that the answer he wanted was related to what he had said to Pan Le earlier.
The lingering warmth of his fingertips seemed to still cling to her earlobe, making it impossible to ignore the rising heat on her face.
Li Tangyan parted her lips, and her intertwined fingertips left a few small marks as she nervously touched them.
Her voice was very soft, as if she hadn't quite sorted out her thoughts and hesitated to speak: "I..."
But the unfinished words were ultimately stopped when Yao Qing suddenly walked in.
She was carrying a new bag, and the words she was about to say were swallowed back down by the scene she had suddenly witnessed.
"Um... I didn't mean to."
"You may continue."
After saying that, Yao Qing put down her things and ran away.
Seeing this, Li Tangyan didn't care to say anything more, pushed Wen Zhaonian aside and jumped down.
Wen Zhaonian did not stop him from doing so.
Taking a step back, I watched as Li Tangyan, feigning composure, circled the not-so-large space before finally picking up the prepared ingredients as if she had found her target and preparing to follow me out.
Even though neither of them had done anything, she still felt inexplicably guilty.
So much so that before she passed by Wen Zhaonian, Li Tangyan began to stammer, "Eat...eat first, then we'll talk."
Behind him, Wen Zhaonian watched Li Tangyan prepare to leave after speaking, raising an eyebrow slightly.
A whirlpool seemed to surge within his dark eyes without her noticing: "Okay, I'll wait for you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Li Tangyan stopped in her tracks.
After a while, he started walking forward again...
While eating hot pot, Wen Zhaonian answered a phone call.
Seeing this, Yao Qing took the opportunity to tug at Li Tangyan's clothes.
When she turned her head to look at her, she lowered her voice and whispered in Li Tangyan's ear, "What exactly is going on between you two?"
"..."
Li Tangyan remained silent, staring blankly at the white smoke billowing from the pot.
Seeing this, Yao Qing had already guessed about 70-80% of the truth.
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, and after glancing at the balcony one last time, he finally couldn't resist tugging at her clothes again.
His expression began to become mysterious: "I have something to tell you."
"Some of them I know."
"Some of it I heard from Miaomiao later."
Anyway, I think he's pretty good.
"Of course, the final decision about whether or not to get back together is up to you..."
Even after Li Tangyan escorted Wen Zhaonian downstairs, the things Yao Qing had just mentioned to her kept replaying in her mind.
There were things she had never discovered, and things that Wen Zhaonian had never thought of telling her.
It makes her nose sting with tears whenever she thinks about it.
Finally, just as the two were about to step down the stairs, Li Tangyan grabbed Wen Zhaonian's clothes from behind.
The moment he turned around, he met a pair of slightly red eyes.
Wen Zhaonian was taken aback for a moment, and when he spoke again, his voice softened considerably: "What's wrong?"
Li Tangyan shook her head.
Before he could react, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his waist.
My head rested against his chest, feeling the vibrations coming from beneath him.
His voice sounded a little muffled: "It's nothing."
"I just feel that you're not actually smarter than me."
Upon hearing this, Wen Zhaonian unconsciously raised his eyebrows.
But recalling the scene she saw before she went back, where the two of them were whispering in each other's ears as if afraid she would hear them, and the occasional lapses in concentration that Li Tangyan had made since then.
Based on what she was saying, one could quickly guess the meaning behind Li Tangyan's words.
Then, Wen Zhaonian no longer avoided the deepest thought in his heart, and raised his hand to wrap his arms around her.
His palms were quite strong, as if he wanted to completely melt her into his arms.
He only loosened his grip after hearing the person in his arms whisper that they were almost out of breath.
Then a voice, tinged with amusement, slowly came from above her head: "Not very smart."
"So we need a smart mentor."
"So, are you willing, Chestnut Porridge?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Zhaonian felt the person in his arms move.
Then, she tiptoed and, before I could even react, leaned forward and kissed my cheek.
After she finished doing all this, she stepped back and looked up at him, her clear eyes already filled with a smile.
She said, "I would definitely like to."
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