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Chapter 43
Lin Zhexue subconsciously stood up and walked quickly to the kitchen.
Qin Yuanlan turned around at the kitchen window and said to Lin Zhexue with an apologetic look: "I slipped and broke a bowl. I'm sorry."
He said nervously: "I'm sorry for waking you up."
"Okay, you've said sorry too many times. It's not a big deal." Lin Zhexue looked at the broken porcelain pieces scattered on the ground and said, "Come out, I'll clean up the pieces."
"I'll do it, you go and rest." Qin Yuanlan insisted, "I know where the vacuum cleaner is."
"This is my house." Lin Zhexue refused, "Don't do it."
"No, I can clean it up." Qin Yuanlan raised his hand and put it on Lin Zhexue's shoulder, gently pushing him out of the kitchen, "Just let me do it, I don't know if you will let me in next time. I want to... do more things today." Pushing
Lin Zhexue out of the kitchen and pressing him to sit on the sofa, Qin Yuanlan picked up his coat from the sofa and put it on Lin Zhexue before turning back to the kitchen.
He didn't plan to sleep anymore, and he was still covered with his coat. It was really hot. Lin Zhexue pulled Qin Yuanlan's coat off his shoulders and hung it back on the hanger in the entrance hall.
Ten minutes later, Qin Yuanlan came out of the kitchen.
He held a bowl of Yuanxiao in one hand and a bowl of rice cake in the other, and carefully placed them on the dining table.
Then he asked Lin Zhexue expectantly: "Little Snowball, do you want to eat rice cake first, or Yuanxiao?"
Yuanxiao and rice cake both looked good. Lin Zhexue hesitated, pursed his lips, didn't speak, and didn't make a choice.
Qin Yuanlan looked at him seriously, and said with a little nervousness: "Can you eat rice cake first? I've always wanted to make rice cake for you."
Lin Zhexue still sat on the sofa, without moving or answering.
Qin Yuanlan became more nervous: "I'm not going to make a decision for you. I just..."
"Rice cake."
Lin Zhexue finally spoke, ending Qin Yuanlan's self-absorbed nervousness.
He stood up, walked to the dining table, and sat on the dining chair that Qin Yuanlan had pulled out attentively.
"Let me make a deal first. I'll eat and you'll leave." Lin Zhexue said this with extraordinary firmness.
It was an ultimatum to Qin Yuanlan, but also like an order to himself.
Qin Yuanlan picked up the porcelain spoon before Lin Zhexue.
He scooped up a spoonful of rice cake, blew it carefully, and then put it to Lin Zhexue's lips.
"I'll do it myself." Lin Zhexue raised her hand to take the spoon from Qin Yuanlan.
Qin Yuanlan avoided it, and once again put the rice cake to Lin Zhexue's lips, coaxing her gently: "Be good, have a bite." Qin
Yuanlan's voice was too charming, and the pleading expectation made people feel a little soft in their hearts. It seemed even more awkward to keep the stalemate. After all, Lin Zhexue opened her mouth slightly and was fed the rice cake by Qin Yuanlan.
And Qin Yuanlan looked at him, with a smile from the corner of his eyes to his lips.
Lin Zhexue felt that Qin Yuanlan was like a cat that shook its fur after the rain stopped, shook off the water droplets on its body with a very reserved momentum, and maintained its elegance and pride.
