"No, that was just steam, it won’t burn me."
"But just now it clearly splattered out..."
The man, still immersed in the peril of moments ago, didn’t realize how anxious and concerned his expression had become.
It wasn’t until he suddenly saw the woman in front of him stop talking and simply gaze at him with a faint smile that he snapped to his senses, and the rest of his unfinished sentence got stuck in his throat.
What had he just... done?
In an instant, his handsome face looked as though he had been caught in the middle of a shameful act, and in a fit of embarrassed anger, he turned and walked away.
Seeing this, Ye Ning panicked, couldn’t care less about anything else, and hurried to grab him, "Where are you going? You haven’t finished helping me yet?"
"You can’t do it? You need my help for such a trivial thing?"
"How is this trivial? What if I had been scalded?" Once she understood everything, her attitude became even more proactive, fearing he would refuse, she even clutched his arm, throwing a little tantrum for the first time ever!
Ou Mucen was taken aback!
That expression, staring at her, was as if he had witnessed something utterly unbelievable.
Indeed, ever since he met this woman, she had always resisted him intentionally. Even later, when he had made his feelings clear to her, she kept her distance, as if there was always an unbridgeable gap between them.
But tonight, she had changed. Not only had she become proactive in her actions, but her attitude had also warmed up to him considerably, looking like a completely different person.
Ou Mucen finally stopped, though still with a taut face and looking impatient, but deep down in his heart, he couldn’t tell how soft he had become. He lowered his head, saw the woman bathed in the rising steam, her bright and clear eyes looking at him, those full, tender red lips like ripe cherries. An inexplicable urge surged within him, and he bent down and kissed her lips.
"If you don’t want the child to find out... then be quiet!"
This bastard, while bullying her, was actually threatening her.
True to his word, Ye Ning dared not make a sound. Her face blushed at the familiar robust scent of the man, as red as a cooked shrimp, her heart "thumping" so loudly she thought it might leap out of her throat.
Not knowing how long he had kissed her, as she was almost feeling suffocated, the sound of "sizzling" came from the pot behind her. She suddenly realized what was happening, and pushed him away with strength: "It’s burning!!"
It was only then that the man gradually stopped.
However, after he stopped, he looked at the hand that had just caressed the woman, and his eyes darkened even more...
This damn woman, she actually... wasn’t wearing anything underneath?!!
He became even more frantic, glared at the woman standing by the stove, revealing only her slender, white, and smooth legs, then glanced out at the living room where the child was playing with toys. Finally, after gritting his teeth fiercely, he stepped out.
Ye Ning was reddening her face stuffing the wontons that had nearly burned dry, when she suddenly heard footsteps leaving. She immediately turned back and called out, "Mucen, where are you going? It’s time to eat."