He could feel that Chu Jinnian had been staring at him. Tang Mulin ate glutinous rice balls quietly without raising his head to look at him.
Not sure whether it was because the rice wine warmed his body, or because the gaze was too hot, Tang Mulin paused, looked up at Chu Jinnian and said, "Don't think that I will forgive you after just a bowl of glutinous rice balls!"
If it hadn't been for him, she would never have fallen.
It even got to the point where I had to put on a plaster cast.
"I know."
Chu Jinnian nodded obediently, "Until your foot recovers as good as before, I will be here at your call without any complaints."
With that said, Chu Jinnian asked: "What do you want to eat for lunch?"
"Dongpo Pig Knuckle!"
The moment he blurted out the words, Tang Mulin's cheeks heated up.
I wish I could bite my tongue off.
If she could go back in time, she would say angrily: "I don't want to eat anything, I'd rather worry about it!"
But his question caught her off guard, and she was unprepared, so she just said what was in her heart.
It was obvious that her Mandarin was too standard and men could hear her clearly.
Without even a hint of hesitation on his face, Chu Jinnian nodded, "Okay."
Pretending to be deliberately making things difficult for others, Tang Mulin raised his eyebrows and said, "This dish is the most difficult test of a chef's skills. It won't take three or five hours to make. Are you sure I can have it for lunch?"
Chu Jinnian glanced at his watch and frowned, "Can I have lunch an hour later today?"
"Fine."
Tang Mulin shrugged, looking helpless as "What else can I do?"
"Then you eat slowly and I'll come back during lunch."
Chu Jinnian got up at the right time.
The door opened and closed, and when the house became quiet, Tang Mulin lowered his head and stared blankly at the fat white dumplings in the bowl.
Tang Mulin forgot what he was thinking about.
All she knew was that when she came to her senses, she had completely eaten a large bowl of rice wine glutinous rice balls, not even the soup was left.
Tang Mulin jumped to the bay window, picked up a book and started reading.
The time moved forward little by little, but there was no movement at the door. Tang Mulin gradually became a little absent-minded.
Not to mention Paris, even the whole of France may not be able to find a chef who can make authentic Dongpo pork elbow.
The Dongpo elbow she blurted out was a bit overwhelming, wasn't it?
He won't be scared away by her, right?
As soon as the thought came up, the little man in Tang Mulin's heart angrily suppressed it.
If Dongpo's elbow can't help you, then that's all you can do.
Do you still expect me to forgive you?
dream!
The little man in his heart clenched his fist.
Tang Mulin wrinkled his nose.
The next moment, the combination lock buzzed.
Qiang Zi calmly turned his head and pretended to be reading seriously, but unfortunately, the charm of Dongpo's elbow was too strong.
Across the living room, Tang Mulin could smell the rich fragrance.
Turning around, he saw the small casserole in Chu Jinnian's hand.
"Don't move!"
Seeing that Tang Mulin was about to get up, Chu Jinnian said quickly and quickly placed the casserole.
Then, he walked to the window with long legs and hugged Tang Mulin sideways.
Tang Mulin's heart was beating wildly.
Never in my wildest dreams did I expect that the dream hug from a princess would actually happen in this situation.
And Chu Jinnian looked familiar, as if he often hugged people like this.
Tang Mulin blurted out, "Chu Jinnian, have you hugged other girls like this before?"
As soon as the words were spoken, his heart stopped.
Tang Mulin felt that his IQ had already dropped to negative before he even started falling in love.