"No, no, thank you for your hospitality."
He picked up his military cap and put it on, then slung his cloak behind him.
"I'll do it."
Shen Yulou certainly wouldn't miss this good opportunity to get closer to Chi Yuan, so she tucked the baby under her arm and stretched out her hands to tie the cloak around Chi Yuan's neck.
The little one felt like his tummy was about to be squeezed flat by his dad.
Baby: Daddy, do you really have to hug me like this, with my belly tucked in?
This was the first time Chi Yuan had ever experienced such close contact; no one had ever tied a cloak around his neck before.
This is something that only very close people would do.
Chi Yuan felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to refuse, but in his heart he also persuaded him to give Shen Yulou a chance.
With no other option, he could only raise both hands to his sides, lower his head slightly, and stare at Shen Yulou's chin, carefully sensing his movements.
"Okay, it's tied."
"Remember to come tomorrow, I'll prepare some unique pastries just for you."
A pastry chef personally certified this. (Image attached)
Shen Meiren looked at the bow she had tied with satisfaction, then patted Chi Yuan's chest to smooth out the wrinkles in his clothes.
Finally, he pressed both hands directly onto Chi Yuan's chest, refusing to move.
If it weren't for the fact that Shen Yulou's eyes were full of appreciation for art, Chi Yuan would have suspected that he was trying to take advantage of him.
"Well, I'll be going now."
He tucked his hands under his cloak, slipped sideways through the small door in the corner, and stopped before stepping completely into the darkness.
"good evening."
Chi Yuan pulled down the brim of his hat, his voice sounding a little awkward, but he couldn't help looking back at the door.
He had felt the warmth in the room, but the lingering warmth was quickly dissipated by the cold night wind, leaving only the chill of the world.
Good night, you can go now.
Shen Yulou waved to him, indicating that she would watch him leave before closing the door.
Chi Yuan looked at him with a complicated expression, then turned and stepped into the night, the wind blowing his clothes more fiercely.
With his sharp ears, he seemed to hear the sound of the door closing with a "snap," but he still couldn't help but look back, the small door completely blocking out the light and shadow.
Countless dark nights wandered through this concentration camp. At that time, he was like a kite, unattached and drifting freely.
Now, I feel a bit more nostalgic.
Was it the longing for the warm glow of the lamplight? The sweet aroma of pastries? Or the baby's soft, sweet voice? Or perhaps it was Shen Yulou's unique and unparalleled affection for him?
Or... a home full of love?
The warm breath from his mouth flowed down his oral cavity, carrying the speaker's emotions as it was blown backward by the wind.
Perhaps it will be blown away by the wind into the night.
Perhaps it will carry Chi Yuan's special feelings and be delivered to Shen Yulou.
As for now, that breath of heat has vanished without a trace in the wind.
"Tsk..."
I kind of regret it.
I should have agreed to sleep at Shen Yulou's house earlier; sleeping on the floor wouldn't be so bad.
Okay, please forgive his rudeness.
...
Shen Yulou woke up from the soft bed and started working. When she reluctantly got out of bed, she was still feeling sorry for Chi Yuan.
Such a soft bed, it would have been a real shame not to sleep with him yesterday.
When I got to the kitchen, there was a lump of dry dough in the refrigerator, which was obviously made by my son last night.
Last night, when the child was going to bed, he reminded him that he must turn his dumpling into a cake tonight.
Shen Meiren plans to make bread from this dry dough for Chi Yuan to eat today.
Tell him that this was specially prepared for him by his son.
Chi Yuan will definitely eat it all.
"My darling, my baby is such a good baby~"
Humming the song of the treasure that Chi Yuan from the previous world had given him, Shen Yulou wiggled his hips while kneading dough, clearly in a very pleasant mood.
The sound waves from the laser cannon bombardment were sudden, and even after being amplified, they were still as sharp as firecrackers, piercing the eardrums.
Ouch, my ears feel a little uncomfortable.
Hearing his baby crying upstairs, he quickly threw the rolling pin aside to comfort the baby.
"It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, Dad's here."
The child was startled awake, crying pitifully, his little heart pounding wildly.
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