"I want to borrow your kitchen for a long time to make cakes. I'll come here every one or two days, and then I'll pay you some rent, okay?" Lin Wanwan thought about it. It would definitely not be possible for her to do this at home for a long time. Song Zhi's house is closer to the black market and the printing factory where she works. Moreover, Song Zhi supports her small business and will definitely not report her.
Song Zhi looked at her lips opening and closing as she spoke. They were as delicate and rosy as petals, making people want to taste them. He closed his eyes for a while, hiding some inappropriate emotions, "Use it if you need it. Anyway, it's empty most of the time."
Lin Wanwan didn't expect him to be so easy to talk to, but it was reasonable. However, when she thought about taking advantage of his feelings, she felt a little bit reluctant. She was a bit scumbag. After thinking about it, she decided to make more pineapple cakes to compensate him next time.
The place on the table where the date paste cakes were originally placed was now empty. Lin Wanwan said, "Did you eat the cakes? How did they taste?"
"Not bad."
"Then what do you want to eat next time? I'll try my best to satisfy you." Every time she made cakes, the taste depended on her mood, or how many times she could cater to him.
Song Zhi leaned lightly on the door frame, his posture revealed a bit of laziness, his eyes fell on her plump red lips again, his Adam's apple moved for a moment, but he didn't say anything.
The room was a little dark, and the place where Song Zhi stood was a little backlit. Lin Wanwan couldn't see his eyes clearly, so she just thought that he didn't have cakes that he liked, so she stopped asking.
When she got home, Lin Wanwan found that the clothes that were hung out to dry in the yard had not been collected yet. Now they were wet, and it was obvious that they were caught in the rain. She went in to find her father: "Dad, it rained today, didn't you take in the clothes? They are all wet."
Lin Mingsheng was helping to bring out the dishes in the kitchen: "Dad took a nap today, and slept very soundly on a rainy day, so the clothes got ruined."
Lin Mingsheng spoke lightly, not taking it too seriously. It was just that the clothes got wet. Next time, be careful. Who doesn't have a few extra clothes to change? He remembered what happened to Lin Wanwan a few days ago: "Have you returned your new clothes?"
Lin Wanwan was glad that she hurried to make a set of clothes the day before yesterday, and now it came in handy. "Well, luckily I had foresight, I was just afraid of accidents."
Lin Mingsheng smiled when he saw her boasting, and said, "Go wash your hands and come over to eat."
"Okay."
Soon Zeng Hongyu also got off work, and they officially started eating. Lin Hongjun's cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds in the past two years, and the meals she made are very delicious. Lin Wanwan can eat two more bowls of rice at home.
At the dinner table, Zeng Hongyu talked about her experiences working at the supply and marketing cooperative, as well as various strange guests, and complained from time to time. Lin Hongjun followed suit, Lin Mingsheng followed suit, and Lin Wanwan would squint and smile when she heard something funny.
Lin Wanwan thought, how good is this family atmosphere, she was really blind to make her family sad for Qin Yan in her previous life.
After dinner, Lin Wanwan went to take a shower first, but she changed into pajamas, which made her sleep more comfortably. The next morning, she put on her newly made dress.
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The 1970s Female Supporting Actress Counterattack
RomanceAuthor: Juanjuanyunqing Genre: Modern Emotion Status: Completed Work introduction: Lin Wanwan exhausted herself to death, only to find out that she was a passionate and licking dog female supporting role in a book. The person she liked was the male...