The little miss was dressed up beautifully, with her hair intentionally styled up, and wearing a casual ho outfit with a hint of a young married woman’s charm.
The room was filled with a faint aroma of food, giving off a comfortable, holy vibe.
Gu Shaocheng changed his shoes and entered.
In that mont, he had a misleading impression, as if he was a husband returning ho from a day’s work, and she was his little wife who had prepared dinner, waiting for him to dine together.
Such a feeling was very nice, uplifting his mood and making it unusually radiant.
Gently pulling the little girl towards him, watching her petite fra fall into his arms, he couldn’t help but kiss her forehead: "I really like this feeling."
Chenxing looked up, puzzled, eting his gaze: "What did you say?"
"The feeling of ho."
Before she could continue to savour the mont, he had already let go of her. Removing his coat, he initially thought to place it sowhere himself. After a second thought, he handed it to her: "Hang it up."
The simple act of placing a coat gave him a different feeling when he did it himself and when she did it for him. Watching her hang his coat on the rack, casually patting it down, his lips curled up into a smile involuntarily.
Chenxing stood in front of the coat rack, slowly ruminating on his words. Upon turning around, she realized he was watching her smiling. Was his mood exceptionally good?
He liked this feeling?
But what did he see that gave him the feeling of ho?
Her heart seed to stir, almost as if guessing sothing: Did he like the feeling of her waiting at ho with cooked dinner?
The warm little room, just the two of them, the house full of delicious slls ... the feeling of ho that she could think of were just these.
So, he liked this feeling?
She silently made a note of this in her little notebook.
In reality, Chenxing was attentive, bright, and knew when to seize the mont. When he spoiled her before, she could be carefree and would not deliberately study his preferences;
Now, when he no longer spoils her, she beca more mindful at every step, starting to slowly research his preferences, trying to win his favour. The role reversal didn’t seem to be too bad to her.
Seeming to have found a small key, since he liked the feeling of ho, then she would work hard to create that holy atmosphere to attract him.
Yes! No unpleasant topics tonight!
Hey! It would be like a small couple living their daily life!
Perhaps tonight he would fall in love with this feeling, and in the future, he wouldn’t be able to resist coming to see her. The happy-go-lucky girl had already devised a plan.
She ran over, encircling his waist like a little wife, snuggling into his arms, without saying anything else, just murmuring in a low voice filled with concern: "Are you tired? I bought you cold dicine, it’s on the cabinet. Hua Hua said your throat hurts."
Not clinging on too long, she voluntarily let go, "I’ll get the bowls and chopsticks, you can find it on the cabinet, eat one, even if you don’t have a cold, it can prevent a cold."
Watching her go into the kitchen, Gu Shaocheng voluntarily followed to help. He got the bowls while she fetched the chopsticks.
This was a very elaborate dinner, with plenty of dishes, certainly more than they could finish. Chenxing took out so red wine, poured herself so and a bit for him too. Gu Shaocheng, however, pushed the red wine aside, "Serve a bowl of rice."
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