Luo Jinyu's deep eyes widened with incredible light.
His face still had that gentle smile like the spring breeze, and his eyes were glued to Shu Zhihan, unable to look away.
He gently held Shu Zhihan in his arms and asked softly: "Really? Then tell me in detail."
Hearing what he said, Shu Zhihan seemed to see a desire for knowledge on his face, and he immediately started talking.
She told the whole story of how she met Lu He, word for word.
When Luo Jinyu heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little strange. Why did he suddenly recognize her at this time?
If the two are real sisters, then why they pretended to be their wives at that time seems to be impossible to explain logically.
"Do you really believe her? Just because of those few words she said?"
Luo Jinyu wanted an explanation for his doubts, but he also knew very well how much Shu Zhihan longed for true family affection.
Shu Zhihan frowned and stared at Luo Jinyu. Her fingers gently stroked his cheek, her eyes full of deep thoughts and doubts.
Finally, she nodded slightly, a firm light flashing in her eyes.
"I believe she is my sister," she whispered.
This sentence was said so decisively, as hard as steel, beyond doubt. She knew in her heart that this was not just a guess, but also a deep belief and call in her heart.
"I believe she is my sister." Shu Zhihan whispered again, this time more firmly.
This decision was a conclusion she reached after careful consideration, and it was also her deepest desire and expectation.
Luo Jinyu looked at Shu Zhihan's firm eyes, and the doubts and worries in his heart disappeared instantly. He stared at her quietly, took a deep breath, and then gently held her in his arms.
His hands gently touched Shu Zhihan's shoulders and back, trying to convey a sense of peace of mind to her, letting her know that he was here and willing to face everything with her.
Luo Jinyu's breathing was gentle and deep, intertwined with Shu Zhihan's heartbeat, as if forming a tacit melody.
Shu Zhihan also told him that Lu He's blood could heal his wounds, and their blood could be blended.
Hearing this, Luo Jinyu felt very incredible, as if he was listening to a script.
"Husband, you must be hungry after traveling for days. How about you take a rest first and I'll prepare something to eat for you?"
Luo Jinyu actually felt a little tired, so he nodded, "Okay."
"Well, then take a rest and I'll call you when I'm ready."
"Um."
Shu Zhihan smiled, stood up from his lap, and walked out of the room.
She walked into the kitchen quietly and started to prepare food for Luo Jinyu. She smiled slightly and started to work gently.
Her dexterous hands skillfully manipulated the delicate porcelain bowls and silver plates. Her light figure and enthusiastic face were full of smiles.
She carefully selected every ingredient and prepared it just right.
When the dishes were prepared, she carefully arranged the table, covering the table with soft silk fabrics, and then arranged the delicious dishes neatly.
After Shu Zhihan prepared everything, she walked towards the room.
After she entered, she saw that Luo Jinyu had fallen asleep.
Shu Zhihan sat quietly by the bed, staring at Luo Jinyu's peaceful sleeping face.
His face looked particularly soft under the moonlight, lacking the usual sharpness and coldness. When he was sleeping, he seemed to have taken off all his defenses, showing a rare warmth.
A warmth surged in her heart, and a gentle light shone in her eyes.
Squatting down, Shu Zhihan gently approached Luo Jinyu's face, her hand gently touched his forehead with a soft smile on her face.
her fingers in the air
She paused for a moment, and then landed softly on his face. At that moment, the corners of her mouth raised into a gentle arc, and her eyes shone with contentment, which was a kind of happiness hidden deep in her heart. feel.
Shu Zhihan whispered in his ear: "Husband, get up, get up and eat."
Luo Jinyu lay there quietly, with no expression on his handsome face. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, as if he was trying his best to suppress something, but his eyes were still closed tightly.
Luo Jinyu slowly raised his hand and wandered over Shu Zhihan's black and shiny hair. His fingers gently passed through her hair. Although his movements were weak, they were full of power and emotion.
Shu Zhihan let him touch her quietly, feeling warm in her heart.
She grabbed Luo Jinyu's hand and pulled it upward, "Okay, lazy boy, get up quickly, otherwise, the dishes will get cold."
After hearing what she said, Luo Jinyu immediately sat up from the bed, held her hand and walked out.
Luo Jinyu's eyes were attracted by a table of sumptuous dishes.
His eyes swept over the table, passing over the delicacies one after another. The red, green, gold, and white colors were intertwined together to form a gorgeous picture. He felt in his heart A deep disbelief.
The dishes on this table are like a mysterious treasure box. Each dish is like a treasure in the treasure box. It is tempting and mysterious. The aroma of the dishes is mixed together to form a unique and intoxicating smell. His mouth began to produce saliva.
He couldn't believe what his eyes were seeing.
The disbelief in his heart deepened.
"Did you do all this?"
Luo Jinyu was really surprised. She didn't expect that she could cook such a table of dishes.
Shu Zhihan pulled him to sit at the dining table, "Come on, try it and see what you think."
Luo Jinyu gently tasted the dishes Shu Zhihan served to him. The unique taste spread like a warm current in his mouth. His taste buds were conquered by the delicate touch brought by this delicious food. Every bite The taste cells are enjoying the impact of this delicious food.
It was a delicacy that was a mixture of many flavors. The delicious, crispy, and mellow textures were intertwined together. As he chewed it, the rich fragrance flowed in his heart, making him feel a deep sense of satisfaction.
Every subtle texture of the dishes seemed to be on his taste buds, and all of this came from Shu Zhihan's meticulous actions in picking the dishes. The warmth and care in that moment made his heart full of gratitude.
"Madam, you are getting better and better now."
"That's natural. I'm going to be a mother, so I will definitely become stronger."
Luo Jinyu couldn't help but smile after hearing this. He picked up a mouthful of vegetables and fed it directly into Shu Zhihan's mouth, "Is it delicious?"
Shu Zhihan tasted it carefully, then nodded vigorously and said, "Well, it's good. I didn't expect that I really have a talent for cooking."
Her eyes seemed to glow. Looking at Luo Jinyu, she felt very warm in her heart.
The two of them were eating, laughing and chatting. Unknowingly, it was getting later and later.
After finishing their meal, they went back to their room.
The two of them had just left when Mi Yue pulled Meng Haowu into the kitchen.
When she saw the food on the table, she opened her mouth in surprise.
"Oh my god, could it be that my young lady did this?"
Hearing her shout, Meng Haowu also looked at the table hurriedly, his eyes widening involuntarily, as if he felt a little incredible.
"What's going on? Didn't you do it for her?"
"Are you stupid? I was with you all the time just now. Do you think I know how to clone myself?"
Meng Haowu scratched his head and then said, "It seems so."
The two of them looked at the sumptuous table of dishes in front of them, and their eyes widened in surprise.
Miyue stared at the delicious food on the table, picked up a piece with her hands and put it in her mouth, nodding her head, "Don't tell me, it's really good. As expected of my lady, she's simply great." .”
Seeing that there were still a lot of dishes, the two of them sat down and ate directly.
"I said, otherwise I'd better make some more for you."
Meng Haowu casually picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. He shook his head and said, "No, it's not bad. It's clean. Besides, it's already so late. I still can't bear to leave you." Go back to the hard work of cooking.
What's more, I have to go to the camp when I get up early tomorrow morning. "
After hearing this, Miyue couldn't help but frown, pursed her lips and said, "I'm leaving tomorrow."
"Yes, I haven't been back for so long, so I have to go and practice hard."
Mi Yue thought that he would leave tomorrow. Whenever she thought of this, her heart would tighten and she would not want him to leave.
Meng Haowu looked at Mi Yue's moist eyes, and his heart was filled with reluctance.
He patted her head gently and said in the gentlest tone possible: "I'll be back soon, wait for me."
This sentence was like a reassurance, filling Miyue's heart with comfort.
She knew that Meng Haowu would not leave her for too long.
However, when she thought about the separation they were going to experience during this period, her reluctance flooded into her heart again.
Meng Haowu also understood Mi Yue's mood. He would compress this parting time to the minimum possible and return to her as quickly as possible.
Looking at Mi Yue like this, Meng Haowu couldn't help but laugh.
Mi Yue thought he was laughing at her for being sentimental, so she immediately straightened her face and shouted, "What do you mean? Are you laughing at me?"
"No, no, no, how could I? I just thought of the first time we met, and I couldn't hold it back for a moment. I was wrong, and I will definitely not do it again."
Mi Yue glared at him fiercely, but thinking about how she was really embarrassed when she saw him for the first time, she couldn't hold back and laughed.
