Although she was ready to be blamed by President Zhan, when he really came back, she was still subconsciously nervous.

Lin Lian was doing it seriously, but he didn't know that a car was driving in.

After all, the car was not loud, and it deliberately slowed down, as if it was afraid of waking up everything in it.

The car door opened and Zhan Lian got off the car.

He saw the lights in the villa, closed the car door quietly, and walked in.

The door is closed, but it is not closed, you can just open it and come in.

He opened the door softly, and the bright light in the living room rushed towards him in an instant, holding the heat to dispel the coolness on his body.

His eyes fell on the kitchen in an instant.

And when he saw the person standing in the kitchen, his eyes suddenly sank.

Lin Lian was wearing a loose turtleneck sweater and had equally wide casual trousers on her lower body.

She was wearing an apron and wrapped in dumpling skin.

However, because of the bulge of my stomach and I often touched the kitchen counter, Zhan Lian's face turned very dark.

Zhang Ming stood beside Lin Lian and saw the person walking in. She turned sideways and looked down at Zhan Lian.

Her heart was tight and her face was slightly tense.

Because, she clearly felt the look she looked in, which was extremely attractive.

She was afraid.

Zhan Lianshi walked in with his feet very steadily and extremely heavy.

Lin Lian did not hear the footsteps outside because he did not make any sound.

And she didn't feel the terrible aura coming from Zhan Lianshi, because she had a little stuffing and it was wrapped.

Looking at the dumplings wrapped on the board, she smiled and was very satisfied.

Zhan Lianshi walked in, and Zhang Ming retreated silently. He did not disturb Lin Lian or make a sound.

Instead, he stood behind Lin Lian and looked at her.

Under the light, her head was slightly lowered and her eyelashes were hanging down. Her eyebrows, which were always soft, were now filled with a pleasant smile.

She was very happy because she did what she wanted to do and was satisfied.

And because of her happiness, the light inside seemed to become lighter.

The darkness on Zhan Lianshi's face gradually faded, and the deep color in his eyes slowly relaxed.

He said, "Made it for me?"

Lin Lian paused and his body trembled slightly.

She was startled by him and even subconsciously nervous.

But soon, she looked up and looked at the person standing beside her.

He held her, and his arms fell on her waist with the tremor just now.

Lin Lian saw the expression on his face. She didn't know if it was the light or what, but she didn't feel him angry.

Instead, he felt that he was very easy to talk to at this time.

This was beyond her expectations.

A smile fell on his cheek again, and Lin Lian said, "Are you back?"

"Um."

"Hungry?"

Without waiting for him to answer her, he said, "It's time for you to come back. I'm just about to wrap it up."

As he spoke, he wrapped the last bit of stuffing and said with a smile: "I'll cook it for you."

"Is the dumplings good?"

She looked at him, and her hands kept following him.

"Can."

"Okay, I'll cook it for you now."

The chicken soup was warmed in the kitchen, and it was stewed for a long time. I was afraid that she would be hungry, so I kept warming it.

She plans to use chicken soup as a soup base.

Add water to the pot, Zhan Lian said, "I'll do it."

Lin Lian smiled: "Okay."

Watching him take the water, cover the lid, the fire burned slowly.

Lin Lian went to get the vegetables and seasonings to start seasoning.

Zhan Lianshi followed her and followed her with her steps.

He didn't help her, didn't stop her, and he didn't have any worries and nervousness. It was just that she was there when he was there.

Making dumplings is time-consuming to make dumplings. As long as you make them well, everything will be simple.

It took only ten minutes for Zhan Lianshi to come back, and two bowls of steaming dumplings were cooked.

Lin Lian sat in the chair and watched him bring the dumplings to her.

She was hungry, too.

He sat down on the table with two bowls of dumplings.

Lin Lian said softly: "Try it, I haven't made it in a long time."

"Um."

He picked up the chopsticks and picked up a dumpling to eat. Lin Lian looked at him: "How is it?"

The dumplings are rolled thinly, but the meat is thick, and the ingredients are sufficient. They are accompanied by chicken soup, which is very fragrant.

"good."

He ate half of it and fed the remaining half to Lin Lian's mouth.

Lin Lian opened his mouth and ate, then nodded: "It's OK."

She smiled.

The two of them whispered to eat dumplings. Lin Lian made a lot of them and cooked one-third of them. Everyone cooked the rest tomorrow morning.

After eating, put the bowls and chopsticks there, and someone will clean up tomorrow.

Zhan Lianshi took Lin Yan upstairs.

By this time, Lin Lian was already very sleepy.

She leaned in his arms and was taken away by him, and yawned several times.

Zhan Lianshi looked at the person in her arms. Her upper and lower eyelids were already fighting, as if she would fall asleep the next moment.

He bent over, picked her up directly and walked into the bedroom.

Lin Liang paused, opened his eyes in confusion, and saw his deep face.

He said, "Go to sleep."

Lin Lian didn't want to wash up anymore. As he said this, her eyes closed.

Go to sleep peacefully.

Zhan Lianshi looked at her closed eyes, put her steps lightly, gently put her on the bed, went to the bathroom to get a hot towel to scrub her.

Lin Lian had already fallen asleep, and no matter what he did, she did not wake up.

Time passed by silently at night, and the quiet outside became stronger and stronger.

Zhan Lianshi changed into Lin Lian's nightgown. She lay on her side with the quilt covering her, and she slept very heavily.

He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her, his eyebrows and eyes were quiet and his breathing was light.

She slept peacefully.

It was not as painful as Zhang Ming said.

“Woo woo…”

The phone vibrates, Zhan Lian's eyes move, and he retracts his gaze.

He took his cell phone, got up and went to the balcony, and looked at the person on the bed in the bedroom: "Hey."

"Mr. Zhan, Zeng is old."

"I see."

He took down his cell phone, looked at his calm face, left the bedroom, and went downstairs.
To be continued...