"Honey, I want to eat crab, whelk, clams, oysters, and mantis shrimp. Can you make that for me?"
Huo Qizheng simply couldn't refuse. His charming wife was looking at him with expectant eyes. Even if she wanted to eat enemy agents right now, he would grab her and roast her.
"Of course I can. When has your husband ever failed you?"
Lin Han felt that it wasn't a good thing that she understood things too easily, and her little face turned red as she ran away.
After handing over the task of catching seafood to Huo Qizheng, she wandered around the beach aimlessly, cleaning any pretty seashells she saw with seawater and putting them away.
It would be nice to take it back and string it into a wind chime.
When the sun sets below the horizon, the sea surface is bathed in a yellow hue reminiscent of orange soda.
Lin Han happily pointed at the setting sun and cheered.
"Wow, it's so beautiful! The sunset over the sea is exactly the same as in the paintings."
When she was a child, she accompanied the daughter of her sponsor to learn oil painting. The teacher asked her to paint a sunset over the sea.
But Lin Han had never seen the sea, and she couldn't imagine what a sunset over the sea would look like.
She used blue paint for the entire painting, with the only yellow being a faint afterimage of the sun.
She remembers that her classmates in the art class all laughed at her, saying that she didn't use the right colors.
Only after seeing a sunset over the sea did I realize that even the ocean can be dyed the color of orange juice.
"Honey, do you think it's beautiful?"
Huo Qizheng's eyes did not look at the setting sun, but instead fell on Lin Han's face, which was bathed in the afterglow of the sunset.
"Beautiful, very beautiful."
Lin Han turned her head happily, but the man sealed her lips with his.
"My darling, you are more beautiful than the sunset."
The setting sun was like blood, and its afterglow spilled onto the beach, turning everything orange-red.
A faint scent of oranges filled the air, Lin Han's unique fragrance.
Huo Qizheng's kisses came like a tidal wave, gradually deepening, and Lin Han's breathing became rapid; she felt like she was about to suffocate.
Finally, Lin Han shyly pushed Huo Qizheng away, her cheeks as red as ripe apples.
"Oh dear, it's getting late, I have to go home." Her voice trembled slightly, as if she hadn't yet recovered from the passion she had just experienced.
Huo Qizheng smiled slightly, took Lin Han's hand, and strolled on the beach.
On the beach, swept by the sea, lay a trail of their footprints, traces of their shared journey.
Lin Han had a very fruitful day.
Her small bamboo basket was filled with all kinds of seafood, and a large iron bucket next to her was also packed tightly.
Of these seafood items, only a small portion were caught by her; the rest were given to her by him.
Without a doubt, Lin Han was the winner of this competition. She not only won the competition, but also won Huo Qizheng's heart.
"Huo Qizheng, you lost. Go home tonight and dance in a skirt."
Huo Qizheng tilted his head to look at her, his face filled with disbelief, but he surrendered to Lin Han's expectant expression.
"Okay, as long as you're happy."
After the two returned home, Lin Han sat on a small stool in the yard and polished the seashells she had picked up on the beach.
Huo Qizheng is preparing seafood in the kitchen.
He steamed a sea fish, steamed half of the crab and stir-fried the other half with chili, and braised the clams and mussels with scallions, making them a bit spicy, because Lin Han likes spicy food.
The octopus was made into a barbecue flavor according to Lin Han's request. Huo Qizheng didn't know what barbecue flavor was, but Lin Han tossed him a packet of powdered seasoning, saying that it would taste great when stir-fried with this.
Huo Qizheng had no suspicions and prepared the seafood according to Lin Han's instructions, then began cooking.
The seashells Lin Han collected were very pretty; they were pink, blue, white, and yellow.
She found a tutorial on how to make a seashell wind chime online, and after watching it twice, she felt like she had figured it out.
But after polishing the edges of the seashell, my hands wouldn't obey me, and I ended up making a mess of the rope.
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