"Really?" Su Yu asked, "You’ll never get tired of it, even for a lifeti?"
Han Jing nodded while eating, "Of course!"
Su Yu looked at her sincere face, feeling a slight blush on the tip of his ears, and said, "That’s good."
Han Jing finished that big bowl of noodles completely, not even leaving a drop of soup, then burped contentedly, as Su Yu handed over a handkerchief for her to wipe her mouth.
Han Jing turned her head, looking quite satisfied at Su Yu, "You just said that’s good, so did you agree or not?"
She was still savoring the taste!
Su Yu nodded sowhat stiffly, "Yes."
Upon hearing him agree, Han Jing’s face lit up with joy, her eyes curved into crescent moons, yet she keenly noticed that Su Yu’s ears were actually red. If Su Yu weren’t so fair-skinned, she might not have noticed!
Han Jing found it amusing, how could a male god’s ears turn red? Could it be that he’s shy? But what’s there to be shy about? She was clearly praising the chef’s noodles, what’s it got to do with him?
Han Jing suddenly felt a thump in her heart and looked suspiciously at Su Yu, "Um... those noodles just now, could it be... you cooked them?"
Su Yu...
His ears grew even warr.
Now even his neck was a bit flushed.
Han Jing was no longer confused, but still, what was going on? Su Yu, who was usually aloof, domineering, and proud, could he actually cook? And personally made them for her?
Han Jing felt a bit disoriented and doubted her life choices, thinking this happiness was too unreal.
But then she suddenly recalled, wasn’t it that one ti, oh, yes, when Yun Feng saved her outside Liangshan Snow Forest and ntioned while grilling at that he learned his culinary skills from a friend, exaggeratedly saying that once you tasted that friend’s craft, you’d realize that all the supposed heavenly tastes you’ve tried were just so-so! Han Jing naturally didn’t take it seriously at the ti, but now she thought, who else could that friend be!
Also, did he an... if she liked it, he’d cook for her for a lifeti?
Han Jing was overwheld with a warm and fuzzy feeling, she couldn’t help but reach out and pinch Su Yu’s face playfully.
The warm and delicate sensation made Han Jing quickly withdraw her hand, oh my, it’s real!
Could it be that after her rebirth, her luck completely turned around? Such a perfect man, ended up being hers just like that?
Hey, hey, hey, she really thought she could lead a perfect life without needing a man, but such a perfect man being hers, wouldn’t it be a waste not to accept him? Han Jing felt pressure and guilt in her little heart! In her previous life, she never encountered such good fortune, and now she’s overwheld with good things every day, it made her feel a bit insecure, she couldn’t help but again poke Su Yu’s face with her finger.
She really wanted to verify if he was made of flesh and bone, not just a bubble...
This ti, Su Yu suddenly caught her hand, her cold hand was enveloped by his warm hand, the heat rising directly to her heart, making Han Jing’s little heart race, and then she heard Su Yu’s clear voice, "What are you doing?"
"Uh~" Han Jing opened her mouth, intending to explain she was just doubting her reality, but opening her mouth, she found herself speechless...
Yet her slightly parted lips seed to invite a taste~
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