Murong He never knew that five minutes would be as short as one second. He hadn't felt enough of her warmth, and he hadn't had enough of smelling the natural feminine fragrance that she exuded without any perfume on her body.
When the porridge is cooked, it makes a "gurgling... gurgling..." sound. The pot lid starts to move up and down due to the steam, making a "dah...dah..." sound.
The honking of cars outside the window added a touch of hustle and bustle to this early morning.
Shen Zui opened Murong He's hand on his waist, hurriedly put on thick kitchen gloves, took the porridge out of the kitchen, and placed it in the dining room next to the kitchen.
Murong He, however, stayed there like a wooden man, with the smile on his lips frozen there. The smell of the woman seemed to still linger in his breath. He stretched his hand to the tip of his nose and smelled it. The fragrance of the woman's hair was still on his fingertips.
"Murong He, come here to eat porridge." The woman's gentle voice rang out. He actually had the illusion that it was a wife calling her husband. If possible, he wished he could hear this voice every morning when he woke up.
, how he wishes he could fall asleep smelling her scent every day
Before he met Shen Zui, he was used to being a playboy. He never thought that one day he might be so peaceful and love only one person in his heart, and he would love her to the bone.
The porridge on the dining table was steaming and the aroma was overflowing. Murong He returned to his original scoundrel appearance. In fact, this was just his disguise. Hidden under that scoundrel appearance was his scarred soul.
The soul has already been shaken to pieces and is about to collapse...
"Waiter, bring me a bowl of porridge." Murong He sat on the dining chair, looking like an old man, but his pale face betrayed him. No matter how old he is, he is just a patient, fragile...
"Try it." Shen Zui filled a small bowl for Murong He in a good temper, blew on it, and placed it in front of Murong He.
"Why are there so few? Are you reluctant to give it to me?" Murong He said while eating.
"What do you know? The half bowl will cool down quickly, okay?" Shen Zui rolled his eyes at him, filled a bowl for himself, and said as he ate.
Murong He was eating porridge and listening to Shen Zui's words. His heart warmed up unconsciously. The corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, and his eyes were full of happiness.
Often careless actions and careless words can accidentally touch the other person.
Murong He is actually very easy to be moved. As long as you put your heart into it, you will be moved. He is not a hard-hearted person. In his own words, he is a sharp-tongued person with a sharp mouth and a soft heart. He has an iron-walled appearance but a heart as warm as the spring rain in March.
"Ring, ring..." The restless sound of the mobile phone in the kitchen broke the silence of the room, and also broke the tranquility in Murong He's heart. His heart was raised. Is it Han Jue? Han Jue must be calling.
If you want this woman to go back, is this woman going to leave...
Shenzui ran to the kitchen and glanced at his phone. What jumped on the screen was an unfamiliar number, but the number was also from this city.
"Hello, hello" Shenzui said
"Are you intoxicated? I am Han Jue's mother. I have something in my hand that you are very interested in. We will meet at Piao>coffee in an hour. See you there or not."
"Lan Yanyu, what do you want to do with me? If you want to ask me to leave Han Jue, then don't do it. I won't go. Now I am no longer the person I was a year ago. I am no longer weak. Don't do it again.
"You're looking down on me," Shen Zui said with a sneer, his tone full of anger. Lan Yanyu actually had the nerve to call, ha...
"If you don't want Han Jue's reputation to be ruined, I advise you to come out. I'll wait for you for half an hour. If you don't come for half an hour, then don't blame me."
What came from the other end of the phone was the sound of rapid disconnection, and the intoxicated soul became more and more uneasy after knocking.
What does Lan Yanyu want to do, what tricks are she playing, but fortunately it's a coffee shop, and it's in public, so I don't think she will do anything to her.