Was she hallucinating from hunger?
Or who is up late at night cooking meat?
A little too crazy, right?
Xu Enen swallowed his saliva and ignored it. He gently slid his fingertips on the screen of his phone and glanced at the comment below the clarification Weibo.
[Master Lin really either doesn’t take action or doesn’t let anyone go when he does! 】
[Slap in the face to those netizens who make malicious speculations! ! ! 】
[Master Lin did a beautiful job this time! 】
[This is the benefit of going to bed late! You can eat fresh melons! 】
【You can also get a big bowl of dog food! 】
[Before Xu Enen even uttered a word, Master Lin settled everything properly, proving that Xu Enen's position in Master Lin's heart is really very important! 】
【Oh shit! ! ! Master Lin and Xu Enen are a perfect match! ! ! 】
Xu Enen liked the last comment and replied generously: "My friend, you are very discerning. I know that you will make a fortune in the future without even looking at it."
Her reply is undoubtedly another wave of dog food for netizens.
Netizens: Isn’t this love that goes both ways?
Just as Xu Enen was about to put down her phone and go to bed, she was keenly aware of the sound of footsteps outside the door.
The footsteps were light, but still easily noticeable in a quiet room.
Xu Enen suddenly thought of something. She reached out to the head of the bed and turned on the bedside lamp. She leaned on the bed with her elbows and sat up. Before her feet even touched the ground, a man's hoarse voice slowly came from the door: " Do you want to go to the bathroom? Let me help you."
Xu Enen turned to look at Lin Jingzhou. He was still wearing the same outfit he had just returned from, but had taken off his jacket. The sleeves of the black sweatshirt were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his thin and strong arms.
Looking down, the infusion patch on the back of his right hand has disappeared, but the couple's ring is still there on the slender ring finger. As he steps closer, the ring glows faintly under the weak bedside lamp. of silver light.
"Why aren't you asleep? Are you going out?" Fortunately, Zhuang Qing woke her up now, otherwise she wouldn't know why Lin Jingzhou was out.
Lin Jingzhou walked up to her, lowered his eyes, and focused on the wounds on her waist and abdomen. His long eyelashes blocked the complicated emotions in his eyes: "I'm not going out, I'm stewing ribs."
Just as he was about to bend down to hug her, she said, "I'm not going to the bathroom."
The next second she swallowed again. It turned out that she was not hallucinating from hunger. It was her family that stewed the meat in the middle of the night.
Xu Enen blinked, her eyes filled with a layer of mist due to tiredness. Under the dim light, she looked particularly delicate and frail. She asked in confusion: "Why are you stewing ribs so late at night?"
Lin Jingzhou squatted down, slowly raised his eyes, and met her eyes. Through the dim light, she saw a trace of redness in the corners of his eyes, and there was distress and fatigue in his deep eyes, as well as more tenderness and affection.
He said: "I see you haven't eaten much for dinner. I don't know when you will be hungry. I'll prepare it a while in advance. Whenever you are hungry, you can heat it up and eat it."
His eyes were so seductive that she couldn't move away. Her heart seemed to be clenched tightly, and her breathing began to become heavy. After a while, she slowly spoke: "Is it ready? I want to eat it now."
"Almost." Lin Jingzhou reached for the plush slippers on the floor and helped her put them on, then stood up and carried her to the restaurant.
She put her hands around his neck, looked at him, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. I shouldn't have disbelieved you, and I shouldn't have made you worry by not replying to your message."
Lin Jingzhou was sick, but because he was worried about her, he took a nearly nine-hour flight back in the middle of the night, but she thought he was lying and got too emotional and refused to reply to WeChat messages.
The impact of misunderstandings is never just one-sided.
When he first came back, he must have been sad when he heard her questioning.
It should be morning in Switzerland now, but Lin Jingzhou is still jet-lagged. She hasn't rested all day and is still worried about whether she will be hungry.
Her tone was coaxing, but Lin Jingzhou remained silent.
Xu Enen couldn't see his emotions clearly from this angle.
Lin Jingzhou put her on the seat very gently, and neither of them spoke anymore, and they were quiet for a while.
There is a large piece of one-way glass over the sink. It is probably going to rain outside. The sky is very heavy and shrouded in darkness. There are not a single star. There are only a few warm night lights on in the kitchen, but they are not enough. After dispersing the dense black, a faint halo of light fell on his shoulders. He stood next to the sink, with his head lowered and the broken hair hanging down from his forehead. He raised his hand to fill a small bowl of stewed pork rib soup.
She looked at his apparently well-behaved movements, but for some reason she felt that his figure was a little lonely.
Her heart suddenly sank.
Lin Jingzhou placed the bowl of pork rib soup in front of her. After finishing the second bowl, Lin Jingzhou stopped her from drinking it: "Drink it in the morning. You can't eat too much at this time."
Watching him put away the bowl and enter the kitchen, she took out a paper towel and wiped the corners of her lips. She stood up with her hands on the edge of the table and followed him to the sink. "You go and rest, I'll clean up."
Lin Jingzhou didn't speak. He was coughing and put the bowl in the sink. After he calmed down for a while, he turned around, lifted her up with his arms on her hips, and let her sit on the sink.
He put his hands on the edge of the sink, as if he was about to wrap her whole body in his arms, with dark and unclear emotions in his eyes.
Under the dim light, the two looked at each other, breathing calmly.
After a moment, he bent down slightly, the tip of his nose gently touched her white neck, and his warm breath sprayed on her collarbone, "Sister."
Xu Enen's body trembled slightly: "It's itchy."
His hoarse voice slowly sounded in her ears: "It's not you who should apologize, it's me who didn't take good care of you."
If it weren't for him, she wouldn't be hurt today.
Xu Enen put her hands around his waist: "It's not your problem."
"Does it still hurt?"
"You've asked me this several times today." She said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
He had asked several times just before going to bed.
A delicate kiss fell on her neck, and he whispered: "It's all my fault."
He continued: "You know, it was the first time I liked someone."
Not the first woman, but the first time in his life that he was willing to give and want to be good to someone unconditionally.
"Sister, I can't live without you."
She obviously didn't care about the injury, but he still cared about it, especially because he blamed himself for her injury and felt that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a boyfriend. When she was in pain, when she needed him the most, he None are here.
Xu Enen could tell that he was in a bad mood. He had almost exhausted all his energy after struggling for the day. At this moment, he felt defeated all over his body.
He slightly arched his body, burying his face in her neck, sometimes kissing her, sometimes rubbing her skin with the tip of his nose, like a lost and insecure big dog begging for comfort and coaxing from its owner.
"Sister, I'm a little cold, please give me a hug."
(End of chapter)
