Chapter 45

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Shen Kuo brought the steaming porridge over, and Lu Yan stood up and sat on the carpet beside the coffee table.

"So hungry!" She reached out to pick up the porridge bowl.

Shen Kuo slapped her hand away and said, "Eat when it's cold."

So Lu Yan sat on the side of the coffee table with her knees on her knees, waiting patiently for the bowl of steaming vegetable porridge to cool down.

Shen Kuo saw the stars appearing in her eyes, she was really hungry. After a moment of silence, he took the porridge bowl, stirred the small spoon, and gently blew it to let the porridge cool down as soon as possible.

Lu Yan squatted next to him, urging her to ask: "Alright... Alright, alright."

Shen Kuo glanced at her silently, and murmured, "Idiot."

The little girl said grievously: "Why scold me."

"I feel sick, why don't you call me right away."

"I'm thinking, just sleep for a while."

Shen Kuo constricted his eyes, looked at her melancholy appearance, pursed his mouth, silently continued to stir the hot porridge.

His emotions are not restrained, but Lu Yan can feel his long and deep affection from his considerate movements.

Such a man will always give people an inexplicable stability and peace of mind.

"Okay, you can eat it." Shen Kuo handed the porridge to her.

Lu Yan smiled slyly and deliberately said: "Your hands are weak, you feed me."

Shen Kuo knew that the little girl deliberately acted like a baby, and said indifferently, "Dreaming."

Lu Yan curled her lips and picked up the spoon by herself.

In fact, sometimes, the difference of the times can still be clearly felt.

Shen Kuo is quite different from the boys of Lu Yan's time. He has the tenacity of his father's generation. He has not experienced the infestation of various information in the Internet age, and his mind is simpler.

Especially in terms of feelings, he doesn't even know how to please girls. Many emotions are brewing in his heart.

After all, in that era, the basic communication between men and women in love was even maintained by love letters and letterheads. There were not too many sticky and greasy ingredients, and they did not speak any earthy love words.

But because of this, the occasional warmth is even more precious.

Lu Yan used a spoon to pound the porridge. The thick vegetable porridge made her thinner and thinner. Shen Kuo's index fingers buckled and knocked on the table: "Concentrate on eating."

"Oh!" The little girl put down the spoon, picked up the bowl and took a sip: "Um!"

His mouth was scalded.

Shen Kuo was a little helpless, took the spoon in her hand, scooped up the rice porridge and dried it for a few seconds before feeding it to her lips—

"Open your mouth."

Lu Yan opened her mouth obediently and ate the rice porridge he fed.

Just like this, the porridge in the bowl bottomed out. Lu Yan didn't feel full at all, maybe all her attention was on the man in front of her.

She leaned the back of her head on his arm and said with a smile: "Some people say no with their mouths, they are very honest..."

Shen Kuo got up to clean up the dishes and unceremoniously let her head empty.

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