Lin Cuiping didn't care about that. Like a proud princess, she pulled a stool and sat in front of him, crossed her legs and made a request: "Song Shanchuan, although I am willing to accept you as my partner, you have to treat me well. And I spend a lot of money. If you want me to buy less clothes, let's end it now! To tell you the truth, I don't really want to be in a relationship..."
"By the way, you still need to exercise! You've seen Xie Yunshu's boyfriend, how capable he is! It's fine if you can't beat him in the future, but if you can't even beat Xie Yunshu, wouldn't that be embarrassing?"
"Oh, forget it. Xie Yunshu won't fight with you anyway. Her temper has improved a lot since she got married. She basically hasn't fought with you anymore. As long as you don't scold her, she won't fight with you."
"But this is not an excuse for you not to exercise. At least you have to be able to pass it, right? Otherwise, Xie Yunshu will definitely laugh at you. Fortunately, you are the chef champion, so now you are also the champion's candidate..."
She chattered incessantly, and to others it might sound like she was vain and unreasonable, but to Song Shanchuan it was the most beautiful sound in the world.
He looked at her in disbelief, not daring to even blink, fearing that this was all just an unrealistic fantasy of his in the middle of the night.
Until Lin Cuiping said she was tired and complained: "The dinner was too salty. I am dying of thirst after talking so much."
Song Shanchuan seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and immediately poured her some water: "I poured it into the thermos after it cooled down. Drink it."
Lin Cuiping blinked: "Why hot and cold water?"
Song Shanchuan didn't think anything was wrong: "You don't like drinking hot water."
Lin Cuiping pursed her lips and smiled, and the plain boiled water seemed to be filled with honey.
She drank the water and spoke again: "Where's the camera? I can't go back on my word if I said I'd give it to you."
She’s already my girlfriend, so what’s wrong with giving her a camera as a gift?
Song Shanchuan quickly handed her the camera and said, "I'll buy you some film when we get back."
Lin Cuiping rolled her eyes at him: "Is that the kind of person you are? You even need me to buy you a roll of film?"
Song Shanchuan shook his head: "No, you are fine."
Every word he said had to be praised. Even Lin Cuiping, who was thick-skinned, could not bear it. Moreover, the two of them had just confirmed their relationship, so she was still a little shy like a girl.
"I know you like me, so why can't you be more restrained? What if people laugh at me when you go back?"
She snorted, rather unreasonably: "Go talk to Auntie Song, and Tingting and Manman... Humph, don't think you don't know that you can talk. Before, they looked at you differently. Tell me the truth, are you moved?"
Song Shanchuan shook his head: "No."
Lin Cuiping crossed her legs and shook them with satisfaction: "That's right, you don't like talking to them."
Song Shanchuan didn't know what to say. What did it mean now? Did she accept herself? But how could she be willing to accept herself?
It's like a dream...
Lin Cuiping stood up and prepared to go back to her room, but stopped at the door. She turned around and asked, "Don't you want a hug?"
The color that had just faded from Song Shanchuan's face surged up again, and he shook his head desperately: "No."
I like her, but not to take advantage of her body. Even in the most outrageous dreams, I dare not think so.
Lin Cuiping was unhappy: "Why are you like this? It's not like that in the movies. Song Shanchuan, are you lying about your love for me?"
Song Shanchuan couldn't handle Lin Cuiping at all. He was completely dumbfounded. He didn't dare to hug her and didn't know what to say. He just felt that he was about to be tortured to death by her, and he was willing to die.
Lin Cuiping snorted and raised her head proudly: "Will you hug me? If not, don't talk to me tomorrow."
Song Shanchuan finally mustered up the courage, blushed and gently approached her, and used the smallest possible strength to give her a tentative hug without even touching her.
Lin Cuiping frowned in dissatisfaction: "How come you don't know anything? Go back and watch some movies and TV series to learn from them!"
After giving the order, she turned and left.
Song Shanchuan waited for her to close the door and stood outside for a long time before he blinked his eyelashes and slowly smiled. His heart finally settled down and found its owner.
The next day, Lin Cuiping slept very late. She was startled when she opened the door.
Song Shanchuan was seen standing at the door in an orderly manner, holding a porcelain jar in one hand and a bag in the other, standing there like a statue, and no one knew how long he had been standing there.
"What are you doing?" Lin Cuiping patted her chest. "You didn't even knock on the door, but stood at the door as a security guard?"
Song Shanchuan smiled softly: "I bought some food."
Lin Cuiping said, "Then why didn't you knock on the door?"
"You haven't woken up yet." He answered so naturally, as if waiting for her was the most common thing.
Lin Cuiping bit her lip and was defeated: "Silly, if you don't get up until noon, can you still stand for a whole morning?"
Song Shanchuan answered honestly: "You won't, the train will arrive at noon."
Lin Cuiping sighed, thinking that this dog was even more obedient than the little black dog raised in Xie Yunshu's home. The obedient one was a little stupid, and her heart softened.
The two of them had dinner in the room, and Song Shanchuan began to pack his luggage: "You rest in the room first, check out later, and then come back."
Lin Cuiping was fiddling with her new camera, and she said, "Got it."
Now that they were in a relationship, she felt more at ease ordering him around, and it took Song Shanchuan a night of sleep before he accepted the fact that she and he were together. He felt as light as if he was walking on cotton, and no matter what he did, he felt that he was not doing it well enough.
I like her so much that I want to do something for her all the time, otherwise I would feel guilty.
Not long after Song Shanchuan left, there was another knock on the door. Lin Cuiping was still studying the camera, and thought it was Song Shanchuan, so she said directly: "The door is not locked, just come in."
The door was opened and two middle-aged men appeared. They were stunned when they saw Lin Cuiping and asked, "Excuse me, is Chef Song here?"
Lin Cuiping raised her head: "Are you looking for Song Shanchuan?"
"Yes, we're looking for Chef Song!" One of the men smiled and said, "Are you there? We have something to discuss with you."
Lin Cuiping looked at the two people warily: "What's going on?"
The man did not answer but asked: "Excuse me, who are you?"
Lin Cuiping wanted to say that she was Song Shanchuan's manager, but the words on her lips changed to: "She is Song Shanchuan's boyfriend, what do you want to talk to her about?"
Hearing the word "partner", the two men laughed and relaxed. "It's like this. We saw Chef Song's performance in the competition yesterday, so today we specially invited you to come to Jingbei to be the head chef. We are a state-owned restaurant that specializes in receiving senior leaders and foreign guests. Working in Jingbei is a full-time job. You can also be allocated housing in the future, and the salary is also the highest in the country."
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