Under the influence of Lin Huayin, Xiao Zheng's cooking skills are increasing day by day, although he has not yet reached the realm of Chinese and Western combinations, but a bowl of egg fried rice is made perfectly, quite a bit of the charm of a chef.

Xiao Zheng went home at seven o'clock and began to prepare dinner. It is said to be egg fried rice, but in fact, it is still to be served with two side dishes, and a pot of soup is made by the way. The dish is one meat and one vegetable, and the soup is pork ribs and winter melon. It's not a delicacy, but it caters to Lin Huayin's taste.

Dinner was prepared from seven o'clock, and Xiao Zheng spent two hours stewing the soup before starting to stir-fry. One is that the stew will take a long time, and the other is that Lin Huayin is afraid that Lin Huayin will not be able to go home in time, and the food will not taste good if it is cold.

After completing all the processes, Xiao Zheng brought two plates of egg fried rice sprinkled with chives to the table, took off his apron, and glanced at his masterpiece with satisfaction: "With my craft, she swallowed her tongue if she didn't eat it?" ”

Looking at the time, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Xiao Zheng had greeted Lin Huayin before and asked her to get off work early. As a result, I haven't gone home yet, which is really disappointing.

Bored left and right, Xiao Zheng nested on Lin Huayin's precious leather sofa and watched TV, because the TV show was too boring, Xiao Zheng fell asleep after watching it for a while.

I don't know how long I slept, Xiao Zheng was awakened by a crisp sound of opening the door. Suddenly looked up, only to see Lin Huayin, who was dressed in work clothes, open the door and enter the house, with a thick tired color on his fair and beautiful face, but his eyes were as cold as ever.

"I'm back." Xiao Zheng yawned and got up. "I'm going to heat up the food, and I'll be ready to eat it right away."

Lin Huayin put down his handbag and said expressionlessly: "I've eaten it." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Zheng asked with a look of surprise. "Didn't you say you'd go home for dinner?"

"I had a few urgent documents to deal with, so I ate in the company cafeteria." Lin Huayin said as he changed his shoes.

"Then let's have another bowl of soup." Xiao Zheng smiled. "I stewed pork rib soup. I also filtered the floating layer of oil. ”

"I don't drink anymore." Lin Huayin said lightly. "I'm a little sleepy and went to take a shower."

The tone was cold and the attitude was indifferent, as if Xiao Zheng was meeting her for the first time. The whole body is full of the temperament of being born and not approaching, which makes people chill.

Seeing Lin Huayin go upstairs, Xiao Zheng reluctantly went back to the restaurant and ate the two plates of egg fried rice, and then drank a big bowl of pork rib soup. Only then did he clean up the table and walk upstairs with difficulty.

When he came to the bedroom, Lin Huayin had already finished taking a shower, but instead of sitting at the desk to work as usual, he lay down on the bed early to rest.

Xiao Zheng just glanced at it briefly, and then went into the bathroom to take a shower. After a brief rush, he came out in his pajamas.

As a long, long time ago, Xiao Zheng carefully lifted the corner of the quilt, and then quickly got into the quilt. Lying down, but not hugging Lin Huayin like before.

The atmosphere in the bedroom was suffocating. In addition to the sound of the heater, even the heartbeat seemed to be still.

The long cold war made Xiao Zheng's mood quite chaotic, and he thought that after today's incident, Lin Huayin would slowly return to normal. But what she didn't expect was that instead of getting off work and going home on time for dinner, she even slacked off on her daily work.

This made Xiao Zheng's heart breathe, but he didn't know how to vent.

"Are you going to go on like this?" Xiao Zheng said in a deep voice.

In the darkness, his eyes widened and he stared at the ceiling in a complicated manner.

Lin Huayin did not move at all, and did not say a word.

"Did you know that I'm going to start preparing dinner at seven o'clock today?" Xiao Zheng said in a subtle tone. "I also made your favorite pork rib soup."

"Are you doing this to punish yourself, or to punish me?" Xiao Zheng took a deep breath of warmth and said with a stiff expression.

Lin Huayin still didn't make a sound, but changed to a sleeping position with his back to Xiao Zheng. She didn't seem to want to talk to Xiao Zheng, and she didn't want to share any feelings. All she had to do was close her eyes and go to sleep. When it was dawn, I dressed up as soon as possible and went to work in the company.

That's what she thinks, and she's doing it.

"The house is yours." Xiao Zheng said bitterly. "If you feel pressured to stay with me, I can go downstairs and stay. Or leave. ”

In the dark, Xiao Zheng said in a deep voice: "What do you think? ”

Under the moonlight, Lin Huayin's shoulders trembled slightly, but he still didn't say a word. It's just that anyone can see that she is immersed in a fierce ideological struggle.

"Anyway, you should say something, right?" Xiao Zheng asked with a subtle expression.

Finally, Lin Huayin couldn't help it.

She turned her head slowly, and in the darkness, Xiao Zheng clearly saw the tears flashing in her eyes. In an instant, Xiao Zheng was completely stunned.

God testified that since Xiao Zheng met Lin Huayin, he had never seen this iceberg woman shed tears once. Even if it is a few times when he is angry, it is a cold attitude to vent his emotions. And never out of control.

At this moment, although she endured the upheaval in her heart. But those beautiful eyes that sparkled in the darkness betrayed her heart.

Yes.

She wept.

There was no crying, no choking, just simple, tears overflowing in the beautiful eyes. But even Lin Huayin like this suddenly made Xiao Zheng completely confused.

Why is she crying?

Wasn't she bullying me all the time?

Even if what I just said was a little harsh and cold, I wouldn't cry without saying a word, right?

"Why do you have to force me?" Lin Huayin's voice trembled, but the tears in her beautiful eyes swirled slightly.

"Why did I force you?" Xiao Zheng asked rhetorically.

"You have." Lin Huayin said with a strong attitude. "You're just pushing me."

The speed of the tears became noticeably faster, and they were about to burst out of their eyes.

"Good. I'm forcing you. Xiao Zheng hurriedly raised his hand in surrender and apologized. Whatever you say is what you say, I have no objection. ”

Lin Huayin bit her red lips tightly, and said with a slightly conflicted emotion: "Can't you let me sleep peacefully and go to work peacefully?" ”

"I didn't want to disturb your sleep." Xiao Zheng couldn't cry or laugh. "I don't want to disturb you at work. I just hope you don't stay suffocated and stuffy, it's easy to get sick. ”

Lin Huayin tried hard to adjust his emotions that were about to get out of control, and said in a low voice: "I just want to be alone and quiet." ”

"You've been quiet for half a month—" Xiao Zheng kindly reminded.

"It's not enough." Lin Huayin shook his head.

"In another week, we will go back to Yanjing to see your mother." Xiao Zheng reminded again. "With Auntie's wisdom, no small detail can escape her eyes."

"I don't care." Lin Huayin retracted his trembling voice, and his tone became calm again.

Fang Cai's tears had invisibly released her pent-up emotions.

"I care." Xiao Zheng said eloquently. "People say that mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at it, the more she likes it. I don't want your mother to look at me more and more unpleasantly! ”