At this moment, Ling Yiran was sitting at the dining table, looking at the three dishes and one soup that were served on the table. The dishes and soup were still radiating heat, but they looked average and didn't look like they were cooked by a chef.

"I made this, you try it." He said, as if he saw her doubts.

She was slightly surprised, could he also... wash his hands and make soup?

"Back then, you cooked it for me in the rental house, and now I cook it for you. Isn't it good? If you think it tastes bad, I'll improve it next time." He said, his peach blossom eyes filled with smiles.

He looked at her as if there had never been a breakup or those painful memories between them.

It seemed like they were back to the warmest time between them.

Ling Yiran looked away uncomfortably, not wanting his eyes to meet his.

His eyes seemed to have magic power, trying to stir up waves in her already calm heart.

"Where are the servants? Why aren't there any other servants here?" She asked, looking for a topic.

"There are no servants here." Yi Jinli said, "Of course, there will be people who come over regularly to replenish the ingredients in the refrigerator and clean up, but you shouldn't have any chance to see these people. You can think of it, here

, just you and me."

She was shocked.

He continued, "It's just you and me here, so you can look at me carefully and think about it, when can you fall in love with me again?"

"I told you, it's impossible," she said.

"I also said, you will definitely fall in love with me again!" He said, "If you really think it's impossible, then why don't you even dare to look at me now?"

She bit her lower lip slightly, then turned her head sharply, and finally looked at him with her almond-shaped eyes.

The eyes of the two people met in mid-air.

She stared, but he smiled slightly and stared at her.

I don't know how much time passed, but Yi Jinli's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she said, "Okay, let's eat first. If you don't eat, you will get cold."

After saying that, he lowered his eyes first, took the chopsticks, and started eating the food.

Ling Yiran suddenly felt relieved. Thinking about it, he felt a little childish. The way he looked at him just now was almost like the behavior of a primary school student.

In order to deny that I would fall in love with him again, I looked into his eyes like that.

But when she really met his eyes, she felt so clearly that her heartbeat was constantly accelerating, as if telling her of his influence on her.

Ling still lowered his head and ate his food.

His cooking skills are neither good nor bad, but if he can eat the food cooked by Master Yi of Shencheng himself, I am afraid that if he tells it, others will be shocked!

Ling Yiran laughed at himself secretly in his heart, never thinking that one day he would be in such a situation, eating food cooked by his own hands.

"What the hell is this place?" she couldn't help but ask.
Chapter completed!