Suddenly being called "wife, wife," feels so strange.
...
After Hua Nuan drove the man away, she quickly walked into the bedroom, opened the wardrobe, and her eyes widened.
Originally, she thought there were only a few simple clothes for changing, but now she found that everything was fully stocked, with major fashion brands all there, and the tags still on; each piece was a designer item worth a fortune.
Hua Nuan was speechless; it seed that Huo Zun knew that one day she and he would live here, so he had prepared early on.
Suppressing the surprise in her heart, Hua Nuan quickly found a loose ho outfit and put it on, looking at the woman in the mirror with a face like a peach blossom, clearly hurriedly heading towards the living room.
For a while, Hua Nuan was completely bewildered.
If it weren’t for a certain discomfort in her body, she would have thought everything that happened in the past two days was just a dream.
Yesterday’s wedding was a dream.
Last night was a dream.
Just now was also a dream.
...
Huo Zun was evidently sitting elegantly on the sofa, waiting for a long ti with his legs crossed, reading a newspaper. Hearing the footsteps of the woman, he looked up, and it was Little Nuannuan.
"The dicine box is ready; you can change directly."
"Okay."
Hua Nuan took a deep breath, ignoring the amusent in the man’s blue eyes, and quickly raised her hand to cut open the bloody bandage on Huo Zun’s arm, as expected, the wound had reopened, and the situation wasn’t too optimistic.
Hua Nuan furrowed her delicate eyebrows, then dicated the man and dressed the wound.
"You can’t touch water or engage in strenuous activities, understand? Otherwise, the wound might beco inflad."
"Mm."
Huo Zun raised the corners of his lips, gazing softly at the woman who cared for him.
"The feeling of being cared for... is really good, especially being cared for by Little Nuannuan."
In the past, they were always at odds, rarely having such monts alone, and opportunities to care for each other, knowing that the woman in front of him was quite wild, but also knowing she kept her heart sealed away, careful not to let anyone touch it.
"Little Nuannuan... Yesterday when Hua Han wanted to shoot, you stood in front of , why?"
Hua Nuan: "..."
As Huo Zun threw out the question, the atmosphere imdiately beca a bit awkward.
"Because... I didn’t want to see you die."
"No, it’s because you care about ."
Looking at the man acting like a stubborn child, Hua Nuan couldn’t help but feel a bit disdainful, pursing her lips, she said: "Huo Zun... can’t you be more reserved?"
"Sorry, I think I’m being honest; you have feelings for ."
Huo Zun raised his long fingers directly pointing at the woman’s chest, his fair fingers almost certain.
Such a kingly posture, making people feel both amused and helpless.
Hua Nuan felt very distressed and disorganized, retorting angrily, "Then what about you, when Hua Han fired recklessly, you could have stayed out of it, why... did you hold , shielding from a bullet?"
"Because you an much more to than my own life, I’ve never been in love, but I can largely understand the significance of love, I think I’m in love with you."
Hua Nuan: "..."
Huo Zun’s simple sentence, but it was explosive news.
Being more important than his life, just this sentence alone, was enough to move a woman deeply.
At 31, a man like a king, frankly admits he hasn’t been in love, it’s indescribably adorable.
Seeing Huo Zun not hiding anything, acting completely like a child, Hua Nuan felt even more overwheld.
"Huo Zun... I know you want an answer from , but my mind is a bit chaotic right now, I might not be able to give you an answer, give so ti."
Huo Zun pressed his lips together, seeing the woman’s sowhat flustered expression, he directly raised his hand to rest on her red lips.
"You don’t need to explain much to ; the reason I confessed isn’t to wait for your answer, your answer, whenever you figure it out, you can tell , okay? My Little Nuannuan..."
My Little Nuannuan...
Listening to the man’s pampering words, Hua Nuan felt a bit lost and dazed.
Such a man like Huo Zun, when wicked, he’s extrely cold and can easily stomp anyone underfoot.
But at this mont, when tender, he seems like a prince in a fairy tale, making everyone unknowingly fall for his gentleness.
Now... She was overwheld by the man’s tender emotions, feeling dizzy.
No ti to think about anything else.
Indeed, won tend to lose judgnt from a man’s words.
Like now, Hua Nuan is a bit... stunned.
Huo Zun looked at her cute dazed expression, couldn’t help but curl his lips; this side of Hua Nuan was just too adorable.
"I’ll go cook first, while you think slowly, since we’re staying here, I’m afraid you’d be shy around strangers, so the servants won’t co to cook and clean today, we’ll have to do it ourselves."
Hua Nuan: "..."
Almost instinctively, Hua Nuan couldn’t help but ask, "Cough, Huo Zun, do you know how to cook?"
"No, do you?"
Hua Nuan: "..."
Of course not...
She ca to Huo Zun’s side at 12 years old, in 6 years, aside from bickering with the man, he wouldn’t let her do any housework.
So the servants were especially careful not to let her go into places like the kitchen.
Hua Nuan rarely had the chance to even see it.
"So, I’ll do it, I think it should be simple, after all, my IQ is fine, my hands-on capability is also decent, everything is under control, isn’t it? Plus, when I saw Chun doing it before, it seed quite easy."
"Moreover, a man should naturally cook for a woman."
Hua Nuan: "..."
It seems, when Hua Kun cooks, it wasn’t... as easy as it looks.
Hua Nuan pulled her lips slightly, looking at the man with determined confidence, and couldn’t help but smile faintly.
"Alright, go ahead..."
"Mm."
Huo Zun quickly rolled up his sleeves and headed toward the kitchen, Hua Nuan couldn’t help but worry a bit, and promptly followed behind him.
Not sure... how good Huo Zun actually is.
...
Huo Zun prepared the simplest dishes—fried eggs, steak, and also made chicken soup.
After working hard last night, Hua Nuan certainly needed so nourishnt.
Thinking of this, Huo Zun quickly raised his hand, recalling the tutorial he had watched, turning on the stove, and heating the pan.
Hua Nuan: "..."
The posture looks... quite alright.
Hua Nuan felt slightly reassured but soon heard Huo Zun furrow his brow, "Heat the pan for a short mont? How long is a short mont?"
Hua Nuan: "..."
"Add a little oil, how much is a little?"
Seeing the oil pan begin to smoke, Hua Nuan couldn’t help but speak, "It should be ready now."
"Mm."
Huo Zun swiftly poured a large amount of oil, then threw the steak directly in.
Imdiately, black smoke billowed, then sparks flew.
Hua Nuan’s expression slightly changed, quickly stepping forward to cover the pot with the lid.
"Learned in the chemistry lab, extinguishing like this... by isolating the air."
Huo Zun: "..."
The two of them exchanged glances, even more confused, then burst into laughter.
Because neither were experts.
Hua Nuan quickly grabbed the cookbook from the table and studied it carefully.
Huo Zun actually bought a Chinese cookbook.
"Where did this co from?"
"Uncle Jian gave it to ..."
Understood.
A little MSG, wait for a mont.
A little, a mont...
These Chinese terms, truly difficult to have a definitive judgnt standard.
Hua Nuan felt even more torn.
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