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Shen Fan saw that Lin felt there weren't many things, and they were all small sets. It didn't look like he was going to stay there permanently.

He asked tentatively while sorting out his books.

"How many days will you come this time?"

"I was granted three days' leave, but I can only stay for one day."

After Lin Jue said that, he looked at Shen Fan warmly, unilaterally thinking that Shen Fan would feel that his stay was too short.

"I'm usually very busy with work, so I really can't come here often. But you've also started school, so you should focus on your studies." Lin Jue said seriously. He didn't want Shen Fan to have too much contact with He Jian, but he couldn't To put it bluntly, he took a look at Lin Jue's new book and said, "If you don't understand anything about your studies, you can ask me. I graduated from Confederation College (ICC) three years ago."

Shen Fan wanted to laugh a little. Not only did he know that Lin Jue graduated from ICC, he also knew that he was A+ in everything, received scholarships every year, and was an outstanding graduate of the year.

Then, if you leave Professor He alone, why don't you ask him?

Is this Sima Zhao's heart, or is it another kind of peacock spreading its tail?

"Then you left?" Shen Fan asked, holding his chin.

"You can call me." Linjue thought about it seriously and replied.

Shen Fan was even happier. Imagine that he actually called him and asked him to answer his questions in front of his subordinates in the military office. Wouldn't it be a bit too funny?

But seeing how serious Lin Jue said it, Shen Fan didn't want to brush off his good intentions.

"We haven't gone to class yet. We'll talk about it when we meet."

Linjue nodded and looked at the time. It was almost lunch time.

"Want to eat out, or cook yourself?"

Going out to eat seemed a bit unsafe. What surprised Shen Fan was the second half of the sentence.

Don't you want him to cook?

After coming here, Shen Fan had to cope with things alone, and he never had high requirements for food. Milk and bread in the morning, and vegetable salad prepared in one go at noon and evening. You only need to boil chicken breast, eggs or beef in plain water.

Shen Fan glanced at Lin Jue, wondering if he really regarded him as a child bride?

"you do?"

Shen Fan was not someone who would wrong himself, and the implication was self-evident.

"Yeah, I do."

Lin Jue's words were still unexpected. Shen Fan didn't remember that Lin Jue could cook. In the past, there were servants at home and they didn't need to do it themselves. Later, Lin Jue lived in school more and didn't often eat at home.

"I asked someone to buy the food. It should be here soon."

As soon as Lin Jue finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. He stood up and took a look through the peephole, then took the two bags of things.

Shen Fan looked out from the crack in the door and saw the familiar driver. No wonder the car was not there just now and the relationship had already been arranged. Then I asked him if he wanted to go out to eat. This bad boy actually had a big idea...

The driver said a few words to Lin Jue and then saw Shen Fan inside through the door.

The expression on his face can be described as wonderful.

Shen Fan smiled politely but awkwardly.

Are you angry?

Anyway, Shen Fan was very angry when he looked at him, and he was probably feeling grievances for Lin Jue again. His dear master was obsessed with his obsession, and was fascinated by the "vixen", and even wanted to wash his hands and make soup for him.

Shen Fan clicked his tongue twice. If he wasn't the "vixen", he would actually be able to empathize with her.

Linjue said a few words, then closed the door and carried the things to Shen Fan's small kitchen.

Shen Fan leaned against the door to "supervise the work" and watched Lin Jue fill up his empty refrigerator and add pairs of dishes and chopsticks to the deserted kitchen. It felt a bit magical.

The staple food is nothing, just the finished heated Bolognese spaghetti and fried steak, which is not too complicated.

But Linjue also made a bowl of vegetable soup, which was often drunk by "his family". Shen Fan felt nostalgic when he smelled the taste.

"Are you hungry?" Linjue turned around to catch his gaze, "The soup will take a while to cook."

He found a pack of snacks from the bag, kissed Shen Fan on the cheek, and stuffed it into his hand.

"Eat a little first, you'll be fine soon."

Shen Fan was "kicked out" of the kitchen. He touched his "old face" and it felt a little hot. Where did this kid learn this?

He sat back in front of the coffee table and looked at the pack of puffed food in his hand to please children. The list of ingredients would make his bright eyes water.

Mingmou seems to have learned to be smart, and has been as quiet as a chicken since Linjue came in.

It's not like when He Jian came, he was noisily calling Master Xiaojian.

This is a lesson learned.

Linjue heard the sound of tearing off wrapping paper outside, his eyes were filled with soft light, and his hands moved faster.

He wasn't very good at cooking, so he bought some that were better at cooking. The only thing he was good at might be this bowl of vegetable soup, which was what "Shen Fan" loved to eat, and it was the only thing he learned.

Lin Jue lowered his head to fry the steak. They didn't have much time together, so they could only cook a few simple dishes.

He also wanted to try to live with Shen Fan like an ordinary couple, but he didn't have much experience and could only move forward gropingly.

The aroma of food soon filled the hut.

Shen Fan was eating snacks and finishing a round of mentally handicapped games. Lin Jue had already come out with a plate.

The amount for one person is just right.

Shen Fan looked a little confused, recalling that he had "raised" Lin Jue for so many years, but he had never had a single meal from this boy.

Now come here to show your courtesy.

Humph... As expected, what did you say when you have a "daughter-in-law"? What did you forget...

Even though it was him, I still felt a little sour about what was going on.

Linjue placed the knife and fork, and Shen Fan put down the snacks and washed his hands.

He glanced at the extra toothbrush cup at hand and the solid smoke on the shelf next to it, which smelled of forget-me-not.

The original taste of home seems to be "coming back" little by little.

It seems that the original "family" is back.

Shen Fan looked at the faces in the mirror, except for his own.

……

When eating, Linjue originally thought that Shen Fan would not be used to using a knife and fork. After all, most people in Blue Star were still accustomed to using chopsticks.

But to his expectation, Shen Fan not only knew how to use it, but also used it very well.

This forced him to start making associations.

A man's jealousy may not be expressed in words, but usually in his actions.

Shen Fan was very happy when he first started eating, especially the vegetable soup.

"Like it?"

Lin Jue didn't speak while eating, and stared at him as he drank the last mouthful of soup and asked.

Shen Fan nodded, looked at Lin Jue's "anticipating" blue eyes, and replaced the barely okay in his mouth with "very good".

After Wang Yong left, he rarely ate at home with others. The warm and harmonious atmosphere made him feel relaxed.

Linjue put down his knife and fork and asked again.

"what about me?"

These three words successfully changed Shen Fan's mood from peaceful and peaceful to blushing and heart-pounding.

What did this make him do?

Talking about love without any warning, who taught this kid to do this?

Linjue didn't want to wait for Shen Fan's answer, so he walked around the bar and hugged Shen Fan.

"Wait, wait a minute..."

Shen Fan knew Lin Jue's intention and even felt the "urgency" in his body, but the process was going a little faster.

Linjue waited for him "calmly" for three seconds, his deep blue eyes silently "questioning" what he was waiting for?

"The bowl has not been cleared away yet."

Shen Fan said after holding back until his face turned red.

"I'll clean it up before dinner."

Linjue gave a rigorous answer and a deadline, but did not give him a chance to appeal.