After a flash marriage, he was doted on by a yandere CEO

The hormone-filled figure was a little panicked for a moment when he heard the shouting from behind. He didn't know where to place the big spoon in his hand. In the panic, he caught a glimpse of the halter-neck apron hanging in the corner of the kitchen.

Without thinking too much, he dropped the spoon in his hand, reached out to grab it, and hung up the apron randomly. When he hung it, he found that the apron was made of pink lace. Shen Yinghuai could also imagine that he was really at a loss for what to do with his King Kong Barbie look now. I want to find a hole to crawl into.

Ling Shuang also blushed with embarrassment, turned away her eyes early, and turned to the living room.

This house has one bedroom and one living room, which is only about the size of a palm. You can still see the kitchen from the living room. When Ling Shuang turned around, Shen Yinghuai reached out and grabbed the shirt that was hanging on the dining chair.

Ling Shuang saw everything from the corner of her eye, but she just pursed her lips and smiled secretly.

After a while, Shen Yinghuai brought the prepared breakfast to the dining table, called Ling Shuang to have breakfast, and walked towards the door.

"Where to go?" Ling Shuang asked, expecting to have breakfast with Shen Yinghuai before waking her brother up.

Shen Yinghuai turned around, tugged at the slightly wrinkled shirt and trousers on his body, shrugged, and said helplessly: "The clothes I wore last night still smell a little bit, I'll go change first." Then he laughed and muttered, "Yeah. I wonder if Ling Qi opened the door..."

Ling Shuang stepped forward, grabbed Shen Yinghuai's wrist, pulled him back, pressed him on the dining chair, and said, "Eat first and then change." Then, he pushed the millet porridge in front of him to Shen Yinghuai.

Ling Shuang looked at Shen Yinghuai's embarrassed look. She could guess what was going on. It must have been his good brother's idea again.

Shen Yinghuai was eating breakfast, tugging at his shirt from time to time. The wrinkles made him very uncomfortable.

Shen Yinghuai was a bit of a clean freak. His clothes and things were always neat and orderly. He must have gone shirtless because this shirt was extremely uncomfortable to wear.

Ling Shuang turned her head and looked at the sofa in the living room. Shen Yinghuai's woolen coat was still hanging on the armrest. He should have slept on this sofa that was shorter than his height last night.

The young master who grew up with a high bed and a soft pillow was aggrieved.

Ling Shuang was a little sad, a little guilty, and a little moved. Shen Yinghuai has been like this for the past three years. It seems that he has drawn a boundary between them. He never crosses the boundary. Just like last night, even if it was within easy reach, he would not cross the boundary.

Ling Shuang lowered her eyelids with complicated eyes, turned around, and met Shen Yinghuai's gaze.

This man is almost perfect, with a handsome face, a strong body, and a rich net worth. He is the favorite in the eyes of many women.

However, Ling Shuang really couldn't decide how well he treated her.

Ling Shuang has never been shy about relationships. Before she experienced Cheng Sihan, if she liked someone, she would like her. If she didn't like her, she wouldn't like her. If she liked someone, she would rush to him, even if the other person was a man who attracted everyone's attention. But this time she was actually quite scared. There was a shadow of her previous relationship, and she was quite afraid that she was being sentimental. Maybe Shen Yinghuai had already let go of her.

Also, Shen Yinghuai should not come on as a substitute.

Thinking of this, Ling Shuang's eyes suddenly dimmed and she looked away.

Shen Yinghuai could see all the changes in the expression on Ling Shuang's face.

He thought Ling Shuang was thinking of Cheng Sihan again. After all, the look in her eyes just now was exactly the same every time she saw Cheng Sihan on the big screen.

Shen Yinghuai scratched the bangs on Ling Shuang's forehead out of habit to express comfort.