"Xiao Lang, what delicious food are you making?" Chen Xiaoru's voice was sweet and had a hint of coquettishness.
Xiao Lang didn't even turn his head and continued to work: "Let's just eat something casually today. I'll go buy you some meat early tomorrow and make braised pork for you."
"Wow, you're so nice!" Chen Xiaoru exclaimed exaggeratedly, then walked into the kitchen in small steps.
She gently put her arms around Xiao Lang's waist from behind, rested her head on his back, and felt his broad shoulders and warm body temperature.
"Xiao Lang, tell me, Mom came here this time, not to... break us up, right?" Chen Xiaoru, with her hands still around Xiao Lang's waist, leaned on his back, and asked in a deliberately innocent tone, but her eyes were rolling around, flashing a hint of cunning.
Xiao Lang could see her little thoughts. He stopped what he was doing, turned around, and lowered his head. His nose almost touched Chen Xiaoru's. He could clearly see her long eyelashes trembling slightly like two small fans. He deliberately lowered his voice with a hint of teasing: "What, are you scared?"
Chen Xiaoru pouted and said coquettishly, "Who's afraid? I'm just... just worried! After all... after all, Mom didn't like me so much before." As she spoke, she drew circles on Xiao Lang's chest with her fingers, looking like a coquettish little girl.
Xiao Lang looked at the little woman in his arms, his heart softening, and he couldn't help but kiss her gently on the forehead. He held her face in his hands, his eyes gentle but firm: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. I won't let anyone separate us. Xiaoru, I love you!"
This sudden love talk made Chen Xiaoru's heart skip a beat and a blush appeared on her face. She lowered her head shyly, not daring to meet Xiao Lang's burning gaze.
The two of them hugged each other quietly for a while, feeling each other's heartbeat and breathing. This warm atmosphere made Chen Xiaoru feel extremely at ease.
Suddenly, Chen Xiaoru's stomach growled, breaking the moment of peace.
She raised her head and smiled sheepishly: "Hey, it seems... a little hungry."
Xiao Lang was amused by her appearance and scratched her nose: "Little greedy cat! All you know is eating!" He let go of Chen Xiaoru and picked up the kitchen knife again. "Okay, go to the living room and rest for a while. The meal will be ready soon."
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