Here Wen Tian took advantage of Pei Shaomu's daze and pushed Pei Shaomu away.
"I'm going outside, you, you work first." Wen Tian flew out of the kitchen.
When I got to the living room, my face was still red and my heart was beating too fast.
Mr. Wen was watching TV, but now his eyes fell on Wen Tian.
Mr. Wen laughed as he looked at it.
He touched his gray beard and sighed: "Hey, this is what the love between husband and wife looks like."
It was only when Mr. Wen spoke that Wen Tian noticed Mr. Wen.
She tried to calm down her emotions so that she would not lose her composure.
Mr. Wen added, "We can't help but hug each other even if we cook together."
Wen Tian: "..."
Her face turned redder: "Old man, what are you talking about!"
Mr. Wen pointed at his face: "You are still talking nonsense. Look how red your face is. Would it have turned red like this if I hadn't hugged you?"
Wen Tian: "..."
She said casually: "It was because it was too hot in the kitchen that my face turned red."
Mr. Wen said with profound meaning: "You know exactly what is going on."
"Master!" Wen Tian sat aside and said, "I'm ignoring you."
This sentence was said with an inexplicable shyness.
Mr. Wen smiled and said no more.
Later, Pei Shaomu came out.
He brought plates of prepared dishes to the dining table.
Tonight, the dishes are mainly made of vegetables from the vegetable field, so they are mainly vegetarian.
Mr. Wen agreed very much with Pei Shaomu's craftsmanship and couldn't stop praising Pei Shaomu.
Before he finished, he glanced at Wen Tian specifically: "Wen Tian, Shao Mu's dishes are so delicious, why don't you praise them!"
Wen Tian: "..."
She had not glanced at Pei Shaomu since he came out of the kitchen, and her whole heart was in chaos.
Now that Mr. Wen said this, she had to bite the bullet and said, "Yes, it's delicious."
"Really?" The man's clear tone suddenly sounded.
"Yes." Wen Tian said dryly.
"Why are you like this girl? You don't even look at Shao Mu when you talk to Shao Mu!" Mr. Wen started to assist again.
Wen Tian: "……."
She took a deep breath and then looked at Pei Shaomu: "It's delicious."
Pei Shaomu was also looking at her.
That gaze is like a deep pool, like a clear spring, or like the shining stars in the sky.
Wen Tian almost had a feeling that she couldn't get out of her eyes.
She was lost for a moment.
This loss of consciousness was clearly caught in Pei Shaomu's eyes.
His heartstrings moved slightly.
Is it his illusion, or is Wen Tian really interested in him?
That night, Mr. Wen fell asleep early.
Wen Tian almost rushed into her bedroom after Mr. Wen fell asleep, but then Pei Shaomu called her.
"We've stewed sweet soup, why don't you drink it first?"
How can Wen Tian think about drinking sweet soup?
She immediately said: "I won't drink anymore, I'm sleepy."
She was about to leave, but Pei Shaomu stepped forward and stopped in front of Wen Tian.
His tone was calm: "The sweet soup has been stewed for a long time. Mother Li said that you really like the sweet soup stewed with peach gum and milk. Do you really want to try it?"
Wen Tian: "..."
She was defeated: "Then let me try."
Wen Tian walked back to the restaurant, and Pei Shaomu followed her.
Wen Tian sat down to drink sweet soup, and Pei Shaomu sat opposite her.
The sweet soup is cooked very well, and the elastic peach gum and the fragrant milk are a natural match.
Wen Tian kept her head down as she drank the sweet soup, her long eyelashes covering the emotions in her eyes.
She knew that Pei Shaomu had been sitting opposite her, but she wanted to pretend not to know.
Wen Tian drank the sweet soup slowly because she knew that once she finished drinking and raised her head, she would inevitably look into the eyes of Pei Shaomu.
But Pei Shaomu is also very patient.
He just sat there and watched Wen Tian drink calmly, without speaking.
Even though Wen Tian was busy drinking as fast as a snail, the small bowl of sweet soup was finally finished.
Wen Tian had no choice but to raise her head.
When he raised his head, he happened to meet Pei Shaomu's eyes.
Wen Tian's heart skipped a beat.
She quickly turned her head and stood up.
"I've finished eating, and now I'm going to bed." After Wen Tian finished speaking, she hurriedly wanted to leave.
However, Pei Shaomu was one step faster.
He stood in front of Wen Tian: "It's not good to go to bed just after eating."
"There's nothing wrong with it. I'm not afraid of getting fat."
"I know you're not afraid of getting fat." Pei Shaomu's voice became a little deeper: "Wen Tian, please come with me for a walk."
Wen Tian's heart beat faster.
Go for a walk with him.
This sentence had an inexplicable temptation on Wen Tian.
"Okay." Wen Tian agreed.
"Where to go?" Pei Shaomu asked.
"you say."
"Listen to you."
Wen Tian thought for a while, and a large piece of cabbage and radish suddenly appeared in her mind.
She uttered three more words out of nowhere: "Let's go to the vegetable garden."
Under the pale moonlight, handsome men and beautiful women strolled under a colorful vegetable garden.
Wen Tian looked at Pei Shaomu, who was shrouded in the moonlight, and the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.
"Why are you laughing?" Pei Shaomu's eyes fell on Wen Tian's face.
Under the moonlight, the girl's skin became more and more radiant and white, and her thick green hair flowed from her shoulders, glowing with a light ink color.
"I think it's funny that the dignified CEO of the empire is standing in a vegetable garden." Wen Tian said it directly.
The aristocratic Pei Shaomu really doesn't go well with cabbage, radish, and the like.
Pei Shaomu laughed.
"That's not because of you." He sighed softly.
"You left the vegetable garden because of me, didn't you want to eat the vegetables grown in it?" Wen Tian blurted out.
Pei Shaomu was even more helpless.
He didn't say anything but his expression said it all.
Wen Tian's breath was slightly condensed.
Because of himself, Pei Shaomu turned the garden into a vegetable garden, and even kept this vegetable garden that was completely inconsistent with the villa after their divorce.
It turns out that Pei Shaomu left the vegetable garden not because he wanted to eat the vegetables in the vegetable garden, but entirely because of himself.
Wen Tian couldn't help but ask: "Am I very important in your heart?"
"What do you think?" Under the moonlight, Pei Shaomu's handsome face looked like an exquisite fine-brush painting that had been dyed, and it looked too good to be true.
"I have no idea."
"You should know." Pei Shaomu paused and continued to complete the sentence: "Wen Tian, you should know where you are in my heart. I should be the one who doesn't know. I don't know where I am in your heart?"
After saying that, Pei Shaomu looked at Wen Tian steadily, his eyes scrutinizing.
Wen Tian was a little panicked.
Pei Shaomu's gaze made her feel that this man was like an X-ray machine, looking through her.
She didn't know what to answer at all.
Pei Shaomu took another step forward: "Wen Tian, tell me."
"Tell, tell what." "Where do I stand in your heart?"