Maybe it was because the rice wine warmed up his body, or because the gaze was too burning, Tang Mulin paused, looked up at Chu Jinnian and said, "Don't think I will forgive you just for a bowl of glutinous rice balls!"

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have fallen at all.

It even got to the point where he had to wear a plaster cast.

"I know."

Chu Jinnian nodded obediently, "Until your foot is healed, I will be there whenever you call, without any complaints."

Then Chu Jinnian asked, "What do you want to eat for lunch?"

"Dongpo elbow!"

The moment he blurted out the words, Tang Mulin's cheeks turned hot.

I wish I could bite off my tongue.

If time could go back, she would want to say angrily: "I don't want to eat anything, so don't bother Mr. Chu!"

But he asked so suddenly that she was unprepared and blurted out what was in her heart.

It was obvious that her Mandarin was too standard and the man could hear it clearly.

Without even a hint of hesitation on his face, Chu Jinnian nodded, "Okay."

Tang Mulin raised his eyebrows, pretending to be deliberately making things difficult for others. "This dish is the most challenging for a chef. It can't be made without three to five hours. Are you sure I can have it at lunch?"

Chu Jinnian glanced at his watch and frowned, "Can we have lunch an hour later today?"

"All right."

Tang Mulin shrugged, looking helpless as if to say "what else can I do?"

"Then take your time eating, I'll come over at lunch time."

Chu Jinnian stood up at the right time.

The door opened and closed, and when the house became quiet, Tang Mulin lowered his head and stared at the plump white dumplings in the bowl in a daze.

Tang Mulin forgot what he was thinking about.

All I knew was that when I came to my senses, she had eaten up the whole bowl of rice wine dumplings, without even any soup left.

Tang Mulin jumped to the bay window and picked up a book to read.

Not to mention Paris, even in the whole of France, there may not be a chef who can make authentic Dongpo pork elbow.

The Dongpo elbow that she blurted out was a bit too much, wasn't it? Would he be scared away by her? As soon as the thought came to her mind, the little man in Tang Mulin's heart angrily suppressed it.

A Dongpo elbow is difficult for you, but you are just like this.

You still expect me to forgive you? Dream on!

The little guy in my heart clenched his fist.

Tang Mulin wrinkled his nose.

The next moment, the combination lock buzzed.

He forced himself to remain calm and turned around pretending to be reading seriously, but the charm of Dongpo Elbow was too strong.

Even across the living room, Tang Mulin could smell the rich fragrance.

Turning back, I saw the small casserole in Chu Jinnian's hand.

"Don't move!"

Seeing that Tang Mulin was about to get up, Chu Jinnian said something quickly and his men put the casserole away swiftly.

Then, he walked to the window with his long legs and picked up Tang Mulin horizontally.

Tang Mulin's heart began to beat wildly.

I never dreamed that the princess hug I had always dreamed of would happen in such a situation.

Chu Jinnian looked very familiar with the process, as if he hugged people like this often.

Tang Mulin blurted out, "Chu Jinnian, you hugged other girls like this before, right?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, his heart stopped.

Tang Mulin felt that his IQ had dropped to negative before he even started dating.

(End of this chapter)