Please don't misunderstand me.

Once a woman entered the world of relationships, she would be like a retard with low intelligence. Every day, she would start at the same question, turn around, and head to the next question. Time and again, self-torture.

This kind of feeling is very sad, I even feel a bit of tenderness for him. Perhaps, it is precisely because my love is not extreme enough that my heart will be cold so quickly, and I will be able to so easily make a decision!

I bought beef, fish, chicken, and seafood, and made some of them in all sorts of ways. There was always something he liked to eat.

When I returned home, I was still at work. I didn't go upstairs to change my clothes, so I put on my apron and started cooking in the kitchen.

I put all the ingredients I needed on the table and the rest of the stuff in the fridge. The kitchen is really nice and we usually have hour workers to clean the house once every two days. The rest of the time is for me and Slow Up.

I've been busy these past few days and haven't been to the kitchen, but I haven't found any traces of oil smoke anywhere in the place. The things in the fridge are all neatly packed, so I can see that he's a person who knows how to live and has good regulations.

I prepared this dinner very seriously and diligently. As I cooked, I pondered over how I should break through the ice with my gentle relationship and end the cold war.

I calculated the time it would take to go home, and when the last dish was served and the soup was still simmering on the fire, it was slowly coming back.

I smiled at him as he opened the door and entered the room. He had a briefcase in his hand, but there was also a large plastic bag with the words "Fresh Food Market" written on it.

When I slowly entered the door, I found that I had already prepared a meal, wearing an apron. I couldn't help but be stunned.

I said, a little embarrassed, "I finished work early today so I bought some vegetables. Quickly wash your hands, you have just finished cooking. The soup will soon be ready."

I took the bag from him and carried it to the kitchen to tidy it up.

The expression on his face was normal, not as cold as before. In fact, there even seemed to be a faint smile on his face.

He slowly sat down at the table, looked at the table, and said to me, who was fighting with the fridge, "Thank you!"

My eyes ached a little, and he was a good man, young, good, and rich, apart from the fact that he could not give me pure love.

I put down my apron, and seeing that I had already made it, I slowly sat down and slowly looked at the delicious dinner before me. There seemed to be a few dishes he liked in the past.

I looked at him with an inexplicable sense of guilt in my eyes. After speaking for so long, I should be very surprised by what I did to him. I actually started blushing unknowingly.

"Eat!" Otherwise, when the food gets cold later, it won't taste good anymore. " I tried to control my heart, afraid that I wouldn't be able to control it.

He looked at me slowly for a while and then said, "En!"

It was an extremely simple reply, "Hmm, please slow me down." I still couldn't stop myself from saying those words, wanting to explain everything as soon as possible.

"What are you trying to say?"

"I want to say the truth." With a "pata" sound, the bowl that I was riding on fell to the ground. White rice was everywhere, and I panicked and bent down, trying to pick up the broken bowl. Unexpectedly, I slowly walked forward.

I didn't know what he was going to do, but just as I was about to speak, he pulled me up, put his big hands around my waist, and spun me so beautifully that I was very close to him, away from the broken bowl.

"I'll handle this. Go and clean up the things on the table!" As he slowly spoke, he released his hand and walked towards the entrance.

Normally, I would habitually place the dustpan and broom at the entrance, looking at them gently, "Then are you not going to eat them?" The words I blurted out actually made me speechless.

"No appetite."

"It's not because of you. Don't think too much about it, go and pack up!" When I heard the gentle words, my heart instantly went cold. Unexpectedly, the gentle words came out, he added when I was depressed.

He was observing me, intentionally or unintentionally, but I was immersed in my own thoughts, unable to extricate myself. When I looked at him again, he was already sweeping the floor.

I didn't have the intention to clean up the dishes. I focused on looking at the bowl. I didn't know where this strength came from, but I held onto the bowl and said, "Actually, I can explain that matter. Can you listen to it?" I looked at it carefully. This time, I didn't want to miss it.

He suddenly put down his broom and turned to look at me as I grabbed his hand. He looked me in the eye and said, "Explain!"

"Actually, I didn't mean to say that that day. You know Qin Xin, I was really angered and confused by her. I don't want to explain what she said, but because of what she said, I was really angry.

I'm not lying, I really did it to anger her. " I said it with all my might. Then, ignoring the gentle look in my eyes, I lowered my head and my eyes started to turn red.

"Then why didn't you explain it to me that day?" As I listened to his voice, I started to cry. I couldn't tell what he was feeling, but I couldn't help but cry.

I didn't try to explain anymore. The sound of my tears falling on the ground was very soft, but in my eyes, it was very conspicuous and clear. My vision was already filled with tears.

Sensing my strangeness, she gently embraced me in her arms. After a long time, the room was originally bustling with noise and excitement from the two of them, but due to the cold war, it became icy cold for a long time.

His big hand lightly patted my back, as if he was coaxing a child. If we had a child, he would be a good father to me.

I buried myself in his embrace, as if I'd found a heater. The warmth was so gentle that I couldn't help but say, "I don't like this feeling at all. I don't like the cold war at all."

"Alright." It was still a simple sentence. She gently embraced me and sat on the dining table. She sat beside me and gently wiped the napkin on my face.

His deep eyes were attentively looking at my face. He was completely focused on wiping away my tears. I didn't know what he was thinking, but I was waiting for his reply.

"Lin Xiang, I believe you aren't that kind of person." He knows that I am not that kind of person. After all, we have been together for so long, if it was because of the money, then perhaps I would have already taken his money and run away.

"I know you're not the sort of person who covets wealth and prosperity. We won't be cold anymore." Su Chen suddenly spoke.

"Slow down, thank you!" It's been a long time since I've felt so comfortable, ever since the Cold War.

Their respective busyness made this house even more deserted. I didn't dare to think about how many reasons I still had. Suddenly, I realized that I actually didn't know much about gentleness.

In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, I said, "What Qin Xin said that day made me especially angry. I just wanted to anger her, but I didn't expect you to appear. Slow and quiet, listening to me.

"Actually, I was also wrong. I shouldn't have not trusted you." I gently caressed her hair. I didn't think that things would go this far. If I had known earlier that I would be beaten to death, I wouldn't have fallen into a dispute with Qin Qin. It was simply asking for trouble.

Slowly, I pick up the bowl of rice. What originally belonged to him was now lying on the floor. I asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Indeed, a bit." An unprecedented shyness.

No matter what you do, you're a special gentleman. As the misunderstanding is clear, I feel that even the house is warm. Most of the dishes on that table are cold.

I stood up and carried a plate to heat up the food. I thought to myself that if I ate slowly, it would be better. "No need to heat up, it's pretty good." It was as if she could see through me.

"Not good, it's too cold. It's not good for my body to eat." I was worried, looking at him slowly, holding the bowl and chopsticks, suddenly stunned, I felt a little strange looking at him.

"You seem very concerned about me?" He spoke with a calm face and a calm heart.

"Nope." I took the plate and sneaked a glance at it. In the end, I chose to go into the kitchen. I wanted to give it a warm and gentle dish, and also ease my blushing face.

I saw that Kan Zhi seemed to like this dish very much. He originally planned to only heat up one dish for him, but looking at it now, it seems that he was careless. If I knew earlier, it should have been completely hot.

"The food you make is quite delicious." Slight Chewing said.