Can not doing what one wants be called rebirth?

Chapter 225 223. Call me husband
Change into slippers, unbutton your clothes, hang up your coat, and take off the black-framed glasses on your handsome nose.

Guan Yongyi raised his chin, pulled out a piece of his bow tie, curled up in the middle of the sofa, with his white socks folded together, looking at Lu Jincheng who was playing with the cat, and finally relaxed.

It has to be said that she also had a strong sense of ritual when preparing for the competition.

The short-haired girl changed into an autumn and winter college style outfit, a suit, shirt and short skirt, a classic black and white layered combination.

Whether on or off the stage, when viewed from medium or close distance, one can sense the sophistication of a legal beauty.

"Aren't you going out to eat later?"

Lu Jincheng could see the girl's movements clearly through the floor-length mirror.

The glasses were placed on the coffee table and the bow tie was thrown nearby. When Guan Yongyi bent down and prepared to take the hairband from the dressing box, the man asked.

Wearing a headband is a must before removing makeup.

If you take off your makeup, you naturally won’t go out.

"I'm so tired today. I don't feel like moving."

Guan Yongyi straightened up, gathered her hair from her forehead with one hand, put on a bunny ear headband skillfully, put on her slippers, and walked slowly towards the bathroom.

"Let's have takeout."

Unconsciously, when she and Lu Jincheng were together at home, she had put aside the image of a great beauty.

After all, he had seen his emotional breakdown and his extremely miserable side.

The red eyes, the wet dress, the messy hair, the not-so-delicate and pretty side, he had seen it all.

There's no point in holding it any longer.

"Takeout is unhealthy, we need to supplement nutrition in winter"

"Eat it or not."

Guan Yongyi curled his lips, snorted, turned on the faucet, and started tapping.

"What are you doing?"

She had no date plans today, and she just put on some light makeup to look more complexion, and took it off in a few minutes.

Guan Yongyi pressed the faucet downwards again, but the sound of water continued.

Oh, it turns out that’s not the sound from the bathroom.

"Lü Jincheng!"

She raised her voice and asked again, but there was still no response from outside the door.

She could only grab a tissue and wipe her face while sticking her head out and seeing the tall back of the man.

He is cooking.

He didn't order takeout.

The sounds of water, cutting vegetables, and "dong dong dong" were mixed together, and the chef obviously couldn't hear clearly.

The shirt on the hanger that had been taken off at some point, the apron tied into a bow on the man's back, the gurgling sound of steam from the electric kettle echoing in the living room, all the warm things came into the girl's eyes.

Guan Yongyi felt as if his jealousy was thrown into the sky in an instant.

He didn't seem so angry anymore.

After all, it’s not his fault.

He was secretly photographed, so he is actually the victim.

And the date wasn't special enough at all.
Dating means paying to eat a meal prepared by someone else, but what about now?
Sisi doesn't deserve such treatment at all!

Lu Jincheng looked serious as he was cutting vegetables. There were fine hairs on his forearms as he exerted force, and a few drops of sweat hung on his temples that he had not had time to wipe off.

From now on, I will dress in a long skirt and smile at the bartender, wash my hands and cook soup for you.

Guan Yongyi pursed her lips and tiptoed towards Lu Jincheng. Suddenly, the poem that Zhuo Wenjun said to Sima Xiangru emerged in her mind.

In ancient times, people believed that a man should be able to both be a lady in the living room and be good at cooking in the kitchen. Cooking for someone is definitely one of the most direct ways to show your love for them.

What's more, Lu Jincheng has always been a very patriarchal person, and it is hard to imagine that there would be a day when he would take the initiative to cook for others.

She stretched out her arms, gently hugged Lu Jincheng from behind, and squinted her eyes with contentment.

With a broad back and strong forearms, he feels warm even when I hug him, just like a hand warmer.

"I see that's all we have in the fridge. I'll make some stir-fried meat later. In addition to using less chili, do you like it saltier or lighter?"

Lu Jincheng muttered a few words with a smile, turned around, took the sugar jar from Guan Guan, scooped it into the oil, and poured in the sliced ​​lean meat.

"Make it saltier, it will go well with rice." Guan Yongyi was very happy.

While she was helping, most of her attention was still focused on Lu Jincheng.

He remembered that he had a limited ability to eat spicy food, and he took his own taste into consideration, being gentle and considerate.

Except for not being very loyal, he is exactly like the image of a fantasy lover.

"Okay, I'll just do whatever I want then."

Mr. Lu was talking but his hands never stopped working. The aroma of the stir-fried meat filled the air.

"Yeah, I'm not picky about food, so I'm easy to feed."

The short-haired girl sniffed many times and talked nonsense happily.

If Zhou Si Ning heard such words, she would probably laugh out loud three times on the big bed.

Are you, Guan Yongyi, not picky about food?
The sun comes out from the west!

Soon, two dishes, one meat and one vegetable, were successfully served.

Stir-fried pork and blanched Chinese cabbage.

Guan Yongyi helped to serve the dishes, get the bowls, and serve the rice. With the cooperation of men and women, efficiency increased a lot.

"Let's eat, let's eat!"

Chef Lu Jincheng took off his apron, wiped his hands, and sat on a chair on the other side of the dining table.

"Come sit next to me~"

Guan Yongyi blinked at him in a sullen voice, and even deliberately moved the chair next to her closer and waved.

"Hey, don't you find me annoying now?"

Lu Jincheng raised his eyebrows, suppressed his smile, stood up and walked over.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand."

Guan Yongyi played dumb, as if she had forgotten the coldness just now. Her white calves slipped out of her slippers and moved to the side of the man, rubbing against him.

Cute movements, with clear meanings.

[Don’t mention it anymore, this matter is over! ]

The way experts and novices deal with emergencies is always different.

Apologizing and admitting mistakes are often the worst-case scenario, while actions to express love are often more immediate and effective.

Just like now.

To appease the jealous Guan Yongyi, Mr. Lu only needs a meal.

"Leave the washing of the dishes to me, you don't have to do it."

The short-haired girl not only frequently picked up food and poured drinks for him, but also volunteered to help after the meal, refusing to let him handle the aftermath.

"I didn't plan to wash it."

Lu Jincheng put down his chopsticks, stretched, moved to the living room, picked up a can of Coke, and pressed the TV remote control.

He didn't look like a guest at all. He found a favorite show and cast the screen, just like he was at home.

So, Guan Yongyi really rolled up his wrist, washed the big pot and two servings of dishes, and then returned to the sofa.

She pulled Lu Jincheng's arm away, leaned to the right and got in, her legs naturally resting on her left side, her ten delicate and white toes exposed to the air.

"do you know"

"Ok?"

"When you were cooking just now, you felt like a husband."

The girl's delicate face was slightly raised, her eyes were bright, and she looked at him with affectionate eyes.

"Husband feeling?"

Lu Jincheng was stunned for a moment, then he grinned and held her arm gently.

"Yes."

Guan Yongyi nodded, and the two of them moved closer and closer due to the force.

"Then, why don't you call me husband?"

(End of this chapter)