Forced into a flash marriage, the cold-faced CEO asks for kisses every day

Sweet and sour pork ribs with a rich sauce, crystal clear shrimps, two small cups of ruby-red abalone braised pork, a clean and refreshing plate of stir-fried vegetables, two portions of bacon and vegetable rice in a stone pot, and a Casserole with milky white crucian carp and tofu soup.

Actually, they are all local dishes? She thought that what she would be served would be exquisitely prepared Western food. After all, this was a top-notch serviced apartment, so the food she ordered had to be high-end, right?

So he likes to eat local food? The meals ordered by the mother-in-law himself should all be ordered according to his preferences, right? Jiang Yun was thoughtful.

There are not many dishes, but they are laid out one by one on the dining table, but it looks very warm and... feels like home.

Sure enough, not long after, muffled footsteps could be heard in the corridor outside. Lin Jianyang casually put on a home dressing gown, and the slightly open neckline could vaguely see the unique lines of mature men on the chest. There were still some drops of water on his face and neck. He held a white bath towel in his hand and wiped his dripping wet hair from time to time. His strong calves exposed under his nightgown were walking leisurely along the corridor towards the kitchen outside the kitchen. Dining room.

Jiang Yun turned around when she heard the sound and saw him standing at the door of the restaurant, his slender and straight body leaning against the wall. From time to time, he wiped his hair that was still wet and drooping. He looked at her gently, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his lips There was a faint smile.

At this time, he no longer looked aggressive, but looked homely and gentle, like a big dog that had just been bathed and smoothed.

"Come on, come and eat together, it smells so good." Jiang Yun exaggeratedly inhaled the aroma of the food in front of her, and imitated the waiter's gesture of spreading her hands to the seat next to her, gesturing for him to come and sit down.

Lin Jianyang raised his eyebrows, then wiped his hair hard, threw the towel on the chair aside, walked to the dining table in a few steps, and sat down next to Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun reached out to serve him stone pot rice and vegetables, but Lin Jianyang reached out and slapped him down.

"?" She looked confused.

"It's hot." Although Lin Jianyang felt refreshed after taking a shower, he still looked lazy and didn't want to talk much. He picked up a pair of thick heat-insulating gloves from the glove box brought by the butler at the far end of the dining table, put them on, and then went to the two bowls of stone pots at the front and back.

"...Thank you. In fact, it has been there for a long time and it is not very hot anymore." Jiang Yun felt warm in her heart, but her words became quieter and softer.

"Eat, eat more if you think it tastes good."

After saying that, Lin Jianyang didn't look outside and directly raised his chopsticks to start. He ate very quietly, making almost no noise, but he ate very quickly, finishing his lunch in about ten minutes. Jiang Yun usually doesn't eat very fast. She likes to chew slowly and enjoy her meal slowly. Unless she is in a hurry, she usually reserves at least twenty minutes for eating.

This sweet and sour pork ribs has a great combination of sweet and sour. If it's a little sweeter, you won't be able to taste the sourness, and if it's a little more sour it will cover up the sweetness. The pork ribs are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and even a little juicy after one bite. The crystal shrimps are chewy and refreshing, with an indescribable melodious aroma of tea, which makes you have endless aftertaste when you bite it in your mouth.

Braised pork is just like Dongpo pork. The top layer is fat but not greasy, and the lower muscles are soft and tasty. It has a unique texture that she likes. Paired with a plate of refreshing vegetables and bacon and rice with the aroma of lard, this lunch is simply a feast for the tongue.

Jiang Yun was about to get up and scoop a bowl of crucian carp and tofu soup when she suddenly realized that the man beside her had already finished the battle and was leaning on the back of his chair, looking at her silently. She felt a little embarrassed immediately. Did she eat too slowly and let him wait for her in vain?

"Have you finished eating? Do you want a bowl of soup?" She pointed to the crucian carp soup in the far corner.

The two were very close. He spoke in a low voice, "No need. Is it to your liking?"

"I like it!" Jiang Yun nodded vigorously, "My grandma would often cook it when she was little, but now that she is older, her mother has not inherited her good cooking skills, so she has basically never eaten such delicious local dishes. ”

Lin Jianyang looked at the shining eyes of the woman in front of him, obviously enjoying the meal. His thin lips moved slightly, and there was a hint of probing in his eyes that Jiang Yun could not distinguish. "You can come here to eat often if you like. It doesn't take any trouble."

He was secretly expecting something, but he had to hide it from her.

Jiang Yun didn't think too much and agreed smoothly while ladling the soup, "Okay, as long as you are at home."

"You can come if I'm not here," Lin Jianyang paused, as if he was choosing his words at this moment, "If it's inconvenient, you can order food next door."

Jiang Yun's hand froze in mid-air, and the soup in the large spoon shook a bit due to her sudden pause. One or two drops of milky white soup flowed down the edge of the spoon.

Does he mean to invite her to live together again? Maybe he just mentioned it casually and she was overthinking it?

Jiang Yun came to her senses, poured the soup into her bowl smoothly, and then sat down with her eyes lowered. She took a small spoon and stirred the soup in the bowl from time to time, thinking quickly in her mind about how to respond this time.

She declined his explicit hints the first two times. Although the two of them had obtained the certificate at that time, they did not have much accumulated feelings like a physical marriage. Naturally, she could not accept such a big event as cohabitation or even the gift of real estate.

Now she seems to have gotten to know Lin Jianyang in more ways. The two of them had quarrels, reconciliations, and close contacts where their relationship came naturally, and now they even met their parents. Asking herself, she would be willing to live with him if she could successfully return to City A after the project, but she still had some unspeakable resistance to being gifted such a valuable property.

After thinking for a long time, Jiang Yun didn't know how to speak. It wasn't until Lin Jianyang reminded her in a low voice, "The soup will get cold if you don't drink it anymore" that she suddenly came back to her senses and sipped the soup subconsciously.

It seems you still don’t want to? That's all, this matter still needs to be taken care of slowly, without any rush. If he pushes too hard, the woman might get into a fight with him and start a pointless quarrel or cold war with him.

"Well, you also like to eat local food?" Jiang Yun gave up her fruitless thinking and tried to change the subject.

"Well, that's right." He was actually very cooperative.

"Then which dish is your favorite today?" She took another sip of soup and looked at him curiously.

"Sweet and sour pork ribs."

Eh? He actually likes to eat sweet and sour food? Jiang Yun was extremely surprised and looked at his dishes involuntarily. There are indeed short bones piled up in the bone plate.

There are men who like to eat sweet and sour pork ribs. This is really the first time she has encountered it! Especially the domineering president Lin Xixi in front of him who seems to be otherworldly!

"So do you like yogurt-flavored desserts?"

What kind of weird question is this? Yogurt-flavored desserts...Sorry, he doesn't like desserts of any flavor. Although he thought so in his heart, his words were still calm, "I don't like it."

"Oh." We couldn't talk anymore. Jiang Yun nodded approvingly, lowered her eyes and drank the soup in the bowl in one breath.

She was about to get up and put away the dishes when Lin Jianyang leaned forward and pressed in front of her. The two people's eyes met, and the peaks of each other's noses were no more than a hair's breadth away.

His voice had a low hoarseness that had been honed by sand, mixed with a hint of coaxing, "Would you like to rest with me for a while?"