Chapter 158
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Lin Nuan looked towards the large open kitchen. Fu Huai 'an had a cigarette in his mouth, his long and slender fingers arranging the ingredients.
She put down her shoulder bag, but she couldn't leave. After hesitating for a moment, she felt embarrassed to sit there and wait for Fu Huai 'an to finish cooking, so she prepared to go help him.
Just as she was about to take off her sweater, she thought for a moment and put it back on. She rolled up her sleeves and walked toward the kitchen. "Is there anything I can help with?"
Fu Huai 'an looked up at Lin Nuan with his deep eyes. "Do you know how to cook?"
Lin Nuan nodded.
The kitchen was exceptionally quiet. Lin Nuan rolled up her sleeves and rinsed the rice before adding water to the rice cooker.
The kitchen was fully stocked with brand-new appliances.
Lin Nuan guessed that the number of times Fu Huai 'an cooked was also "rare"!
Lin Nuan had just pulled out the kitchen towel and wiped her fingers clean when she saw Fu Huai 'an's phone on the counter ring.
"Let me do it. You answer the phone …"
Lin Nuan reached out and took the knife from Fu Huai 'an's large hand.
Fu Huai 'an lowered his gaze and looked at Lin Nuan, who was behaving like a good wife and loving mother. His lips curled up into a smile as he drew a tissue to wipe his hands and took the phone to the balcony to answer the call.
Lin Nuan looked at the ingredients and guessed the dishes Fu Huai 'an had prepared. She cut up all the vegetables according to her habit.
When she looked up again, she saw Fu Huai 'an standing by the pool on the balcony, a cigarette in his hand as he spoke on the phone.
Lin Nuan glanced at the clock on the wall.
If they wanted to eat Fu Huai 'an's homemade dinner, they would probably have to wait until 11 or 12 pm!
She took off her sweater and started preparing dinner.
By the time Fu Huai 'an returned from his call, Lin Nuan had already placed the piping hot dishes on the table. She was waiting for Fu Huai' an as she skillfully tidied up the countertop.
In the kitchen, Lin Nuan,
The sleeves of her T-shirt were pushed up as she held onto the counter with one hand and wiped the sink with a rag. Her face was as beautiful as a painting, and the warm light outlined her beautiful facial features. Her skin was as white as a peeled egg.
Seeing Lin Nuan like this, Fu Huai 'an's slightly frustrated feelings gradually calmed down. There was a calmness about her that soothed one's heart.
Lin Nuan was tall and slender to begin with, and wearing a denim skirt made her fair and slender legs appear even more prominent.
Fu Huai 'an had both hands in his pockets, and his gaze unconsciously landed on Lin Nuan's dazzling legs. He narrowed his deep eyes and pursed his lips that were biting on the cigarette.
Before she could tuck the stray hair behind her ear, she felt a warmth behind her. She turned around and saw the man's slender fingers hooking her hair. He gently tucked the stray hair behind her ear, his fingertips caressing her ear.
Lin Nuan turned her head to the side to avoid it. She gripped the rag in her hand tightly and said, "The food is ready. Although … it might not look particularly good, it should taste alright."
"A good wife and loving mother …"
A deep and magnetic voice rang out above Lin Nuan's head.
Was Fu Huai 'an praising him?
Sensing Lin Nuan's reddened ears, Fu Huai 'an moved the cigarette away from his lips and propped his hands by Lin Nuan's side, laughing lightly. "What are you hiding from? Look me in the eye when you speak. "
Lin Nuan placed her hands on the countertop behind her and forced herself to calm down. She looked up and met Fu Huai 'an's gaze, but her heart was beating even faster.
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