Hancheng: There is a door between me and the future

Chapter 155 "Xiu Yuan, bread can't compare to how delicious you are!" (A long chapter of 10,000 words, please subscribe and vote!)

Inside the apartment, at the kitchen island.

As Lin Yoona said, "Lin Xiaolu is indeed a fool. Look, it was you who took the initiative," Lin Xiuyuan stared at her blankly as if he had been struck by something.

The lingering warmth on his lips seemed to have not yet dissipated, but he was completely thrown off balance by the woman's offensive.

"Wow……"

After a while, Lin Xiuyuan finally came to his senses, couldn't help but chuckle, and raised his hand to rub his forehead, "Yoona, you're like this... I'm really a little afraid of you."

"What are you afraid of?"

Yoona smiled and leaned lazily against the island counter, tilting her head slightly to look at him.

The warm yellow light from the kitchen lamp shone on her shoulder, making her eyes appear bright and clear, as if they could see right through her.

"I'm afraid you'll set a trap for me, trick me into revealing information, and then watch me jump in with a smile."

“I didn’t tie you up with a rope, nor did I put a knife to your neck. You jumped on your own.”

Yoona chuckled lightly, her tone unhurried, "Besides, whether it's a scam or not... I've already offered myself up, don't you like it?"

As she spoke, she slowly raised her hand, her fingertips gently circling her bare collarbone.

The gesture carried an unintentional provocation, more lethal than any words.

Lin Xiuyuan subconsciously swallowed, his gaze involuntarily drawn downwards by Lin Yun'er.

But then, as if suddenly realizing something, he abruptly looked up and met her eyes.

Their eyes met, and for a moment neither of them spoke.

Then Yoona laughed first.

He flashed a smile that couldn't be clearer: "I won!" Like a cunning little Bambi teasing a giant mushroom, waiting to play with it until he was done before swallowing it whole.

"Don't look at me like that."

This scene made Lin Xiuyuan unable to hold back any longer, and he quickly looked away, "Let's make bread, don't waste time, it's already so late."

"Can't I even take a look? Can I at least play with it?"

But Yoona smiled lazily, her tone full of meaning.

Then came another seductive remark, "I'm dressed like this, you don't think it's everyday wear, do you? And I even said those kinds of things to you... If you can still not think about anything after this, then I'll have to question whether you're impotent, or whether I'm really unattractive."

Lin Xiuyuan looked at her, his eyes narrowed, his brows furrowed, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Yoona, I've noticed something similar. You're all so proactive and crazy after 2025. Krystal is, Jiyeon is, and now you..."

"I didn't. Whether you take the initiative or not is your own business."

Suddenly, Lin Yoona straightened up and slowly approached Lin Xiuyuan, her voice very soft.

"I'm just enjoying seeing you so infatuated with me right now, and I'm also reminding you not to underestimate 'Lim Yoona'. Even though Lin Xiaolu is a bit clumsy... she's still me."

Her breath was close to his cheek, almost as close as a thin mist.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Lin Xiuyuan asked, his breathing becoming somewhat rapid.

"I know," Yoona replied softly, smiling. "I'm trying to seduce a young boy who's been hesitant to make a move, hoping he'll admit it sooner... He himself has actually been interested for a while now."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and picked up a water glass from the kitchen, as if her flirtatious remark was just ordinary casual conversation.

Lin Xiuyuan stood there, staring blankly at her back, as if he had just been bewitched, yet he didn't even struggle.

In this round of ambiguous and subtle competition, there was no suspense; he was completely defeated.

After that, as Yoona turned around, the two stood back on opposite sides of the island platform.

It was as if nothing had happened for that brief moment; all that remained was the soft light in the kitchen and the neatly arranged ingredients.

Lin Xiuyuan lowered his head, pretending to look intently at the measured flour and yeast, his fingers pinching the edge of the measuring cup, but his fingertips were trembling slightly.

The warmth of that kiss hadn't completely dissipated, and Yoona's words were like a fire quietly buried deep in his heart, burning brighter the more he tried to contain it.

"Did you forget how to knead it? Didn't we just do it once last night?"

Yoona's voice came from the other side, her tone laced with laughter.

Before Lin Xiuyuan could even reply, the other person had already moved to his side.

His movements were so natural, as if everything was going smoothly, just like when he was back in Roppongi, standing behind Lin Xiaolu and teasing her.

This time, it was Lin Xiuyuan's turn to be pressed against his back.

“Come on, I’ll teach you.” Lim Yoona reached out and gently grasped his wrist from behind, then pulled his fingers to the large bowl of flour. “First, slowly pour in the water, then stir vigorously.”

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word seemed to be whispered in Lin Xiuyuan's ear, her breath as fragrant as orchids, the temperature almost burning his earlobe.

Unable to suppress his emotions, Lin Xiuyuan shifted his body slightly, only to be pressed even closer by Lin Yun'er.

"Don't move." With a hint of deliberate domineering, Lim Yoona chuckled softly, "I heard from Lin Xiaolu that you taught her the same thing at the Tokyo hotel, didn't you? To seduce her little by little?"

Lin Xiuyuan paused, his eyes changing. "Wait... Yoona, are you... trying to get revenge for Lin Xiaolu?"

"If that's how you think, then there's no problem."

Lin Yoona chuckled softly behind him, her tone unhurried, "But I'm more curious about something else. After what just happened, which of my kisses and Lin Xiaolu's kisses... do you prefer?"

As soon as those words were spoken, Lin Xiuyuan's mind began to jump uncontrollably, frantically switching between Lin Yoona and Lin Xiaolu from 2013.

He has experienced both of them.

If I had to say there's any difference...

The lips of the woman before me, Yoona's, were burning hot.

In 2013, Lin Xiaolu's lips were reserved.

One is like a cherry blossom after drinking wine, carrying an intoxicating provocation and emotional fluctuations.

One is like morning dew, obedient and docile, yet easily addictive.

Although the two are the same person, their personalities underwent a dramatic change twelve years later.

Therefore, the feeling of kissing is completely different, even though the lips are the same and even the length of the tongue is the same.

As Lin Xiuyuan pondered these thoughts, he gradually drifted off into a daze. When he came to his senses, he realized that he was staring blankly at Lin Yun'er's lips.

The other person happened to notice something and gave him a slight smile.

……

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at the same time.

In 2013, at SM Entertainment's practice room.

Lin Xiaolu, who had just finished dancing and was covered in sweat, was sitting on the floor resting. She looked down at herself in the mirror, her wet hair sticking to her forehead, her eyes lost in a daze.

Just then, a hand suddenly patted her shoulder from behind.

Jessica bent down to look at her. "What's wrong, Yoona? You've been acting strange ever since you came back from eating out at noon."

Hearing the voice behind her, Lin Xiaolu turned around and glanced at the other person, then looked around as if to confirm that it was safe before asking softly, "Unnie, what do you think of Xiuyuan?"

"Hmm? Lin Xiuyuan?"

Jessica Jung was slightly taken aback by the unexpected question, then narrowed her eyes with a hint of inquiry, "Wait a minute, did something happen between you two?"

As clever as Jessica Jung was, she immediately noticed something amiss from Lin Xiaolu's absent-mindedness and the circumstances of their "business trip" to Tokyo.

"It's alright, it's not a big problem."

Lin Xiaolu was thinking about what Lin Yoona had said to her at noon, about being proactive and passive, but the core of it all was just Lin Xiuyuan.

She had actually understood this before, but she rarely paid attention to it.

But after realizing that nothing had changed, I subconsciously thought, "It's just opening a door, why make such a fuss?"

But it wasn't until today, when Yoona's questions about "experience" and "identity" struck her hard, that she felt as if she had been hit on the head, and a certain string in her heart was plucked clearly and loudly.

At that moment, Jessica Jung quietly watched her deep in thought, and after a while, she said slowly, "Although I don't know what you two are doing, if you ask me, if I could, I could go and get a marriage certificate with him right now, the kind that locks him up."

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaolu's eyes widened instantly, and she turned to look at her in disbelief. "Huh? Unnie, are you serious?"

"What, are you surprised?"

"Yes, a little bit. So why don't you...do it, unnie?"

Thinking of what Lin Yoona told her about Lin Xiuyuan's carefree life in 2025, Lin Xiaolu couldn't help but ask a question.

However, Jessica Jung smiled calmly and said, "How old is he? Even a supermodel like Miranda Kerr couldn't lock up a man, so I don't think I can lock him up right now. I might as well let him have some fun first. There's no rush. We'll just let things take their course."

"But in 2025, he seems to be a bit..."

Lin Xiaolu didn't say what she was going to say next, since it involved Krystal, and she was a little worried that this unnie would get angry.

"So what? Should I, with no status and no reason, go and make a scene with him? Besides, the marriage I mentioned has no feelings involved; I just want to use this status to give that guy some insurance."

Jessica Jung's words seemed carefree, but her tone was not relaxed, and her expression was somewhat complicated.

It wasn't that she looked down on Lin Xiuyuan; the fact that he possessed the ability of a time portal was enough to make her fall for him.

Not to mention his face, age, and personality are all okay, so Jessica Jung is very willing to try a real relationship with him, and knows that this kind of man is worth her emotional investment.

It's just a pity that she didn't have time.

Right now, Girls' Generation is at a very busy time. As one of the most popular members of the group, Jessica Jung spends almost all her time on advertising endorsements and commercial performances, in addition to rehearsals.

There were occasional breaks for rest, but Lin Xiuyuan had to wait for her; it wasn't like she was keeping a young man as a mistress.

She would have to offer tributes to others, so this is clearly unlikely.

Therefore, their relationship remained stagnant. There were undercurrents and emotions, but nothing to ignite it.

After hearing Jessica Jung's direct answer, Lin Xiaolu seemed to have grasped a bit of the idea.

She nodded slightly and then smiled, "Unnie, what do you think if I really wanted to date this person?"

The sound wasn't loud, just loud enough for Jessica Jung to hear.

Then the latter was stunned, "Huh? Dating?"

"Yeah, I mentioned the 'experiential learning' thing to you before. It seems like I've really gotten caught up in it lately. I used to feel a bit pressured by those ideas, but now that you've said it, I don't feel pressured anymore."

Jessica Jung was taken aback again. "What did I say?"

"Just consider it as insurance."

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……

Yoona's apartment in 2025.

At this moment, Lin Xiuyuan had already kneaded the dough, and the task of shaping it was handed over to Lin Yun'er.

He then picked up his phone and took a few photos to remember the occasion.

I also sent these pictures to Krystal, Da Longzai, and Lee Juri.

These people had been sending him messages non-stop since the beginning, asking what he was doing, seemingly even more curious than he was about the progress of the bread tonight.

"Have you finished submitting the report?"

As she bent down to shape the bread dough, Yoona said with a smile, "Come help me when you're done. You're not really planning to leave me to finish by myself, are you?"

"I was all alone last night."

Lin Xiuyuan, who had put down his phone, stepped forward and said.

After he finished speaking, he picked up a rolling pin and pressed it down.

But after a few moments, Yoona, who was beside him, suddenly raised her hand and took the rolling pin from his palm. "It's not like that. You've flattened it."

As she spoke, Lim Yoona placed the dough in her hand directly in front of him, "Here, I'll teach you."

Her hand covered the back of his fingers, soft yet firm, gradually correcting his restless movements.

Lin Xiuyuan looked down at their intertwined hands. The warmth of the back of his hand was transmitted to her palm, rising like fermenting dough, burning hot.

Then he smiled and said, "You're at it again. You really intend to get back at Lin Xiaolu for what she lost, don't you?"

"What do you think?" Lim Yoona raised her eyebrows and smiled, her expression calm but unable to hide her smugness.

After listening, Lin Xiuyuan clicked his tongue again, "Don't you know that you're really...alluring right now?"

Yoona didn't answer, but simply raised an eyebrow slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips, her eyes unwavering. "So you couldn't hold back?"

"You expect me to endure it?"

Lin Xiuyuan countered with a question.

"I didn't force you."

As she spoke, Yoona's fingers suddenly slid across his palm, stopping at the inside of his wrist and gently scraping it, as if unintentionally or as if testing him.

As if something had been ignited, Lin Xiuyuan suddenly reached out and pulled Lin Yun'er towards him.

Lin Yoona stumbled and almost fell into Lin Xiuyuan's arms. The fragrance emanating from her made his heart beat faster.

"What are you doing!" Lin Yoona said in a low voice.

"I'll knead the dough for you," Lin Xiuyuan said, looking down at her eyelashes and the corners of her mouth. "It's just a different way of doing it."

As he spoke, he took her hand again, and the two stood together, their fingers intertwined as they kneaded the dough.

Lin Xiuyuan held her hand, their fingers intertwined. The dough was soft and warm, and the two were very close.

His gaze remained fixed on Yoona's lips, those lips that had just been smiling and slightly upturned.

Now it is slightly open, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction and curiosity after being teased, mixed with a touch of seductive provocation.

Lin Xiuyuan suddenly stopped kneading the dough.

The hand that was holding Yoona slowly withdrew, then moved up along her wrist, past her forearm, and down to her shoulder.

His palm pressed against her skin, his movements unhurried yet directional.

Yoona was slightly taken aback and looked up at him.

In that instant, she met Lin Xiuyuan's gaze.

That wasn't a playful joke, but a burning passion so intense it was almost dangerous.

Like a storm gathering momentum, it approaches quietly, yet carries an undeniable sense of aggression.

The next second, he kissed her.

The moment their lips met was a sudden, unexpected plunder.

Lin Xiuyuan, kissing directly, felt a burning passion within him, a surge of impulse he could no longer suppress.

It was as if he was confirming something, or perhaps punishing Yoona for her earlier teasing remark, "So you couldn't hold back?"

His breath was ragged and rapid, and Lin Xiuyuan was filled with endless annoyance and possessiveness, as if he wanted to completely swallow the smile that Lin Yoona had just put on.

A moment later, Yoona's hand, which had been supporting her on the edge of the island, trembled slightly as she tried to maintain her balance. But the next second, she took the initiative to move forward.

A pair of soft hands quietly climbed up the back of Lin Xiuyuan's neck, pulling the heat that was wrapped around her delicate body even closer, to a position where she could not retreat.

Then, just as Lin Xiuyuan was still immersed in his own dominance, he suddenly turned on him.

It wasn't a painful bite, just a light provocation and teasing.

Lin Xiuyuan grunted, and before he could react, Lin Yun'er had already taken the opportunity to turn over, put one arm around his neck, and pushed him towards the edge of the island platform.

Her movements were light and graceful, yet she took control in that instant.

As if the wind had suddenly reversed, the hunter who was attacking was now being held by the throat by his prey.

She looked down at him, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Didn't you say you'd knead the dough for me?"

Lin Yoona stood very close, her lips almost touching Lin Xiuyuan's, and looked down at his restless hands. "So you touched me first?"

Lin Xiuyuan's throat tightened, and he was about to reply when Lin Yun'er lowered her head and kissed him.

This time, Yoona's kiss was bolder and more guiding than his previous ones.

She seemed to have long ago learned how to use the other person's aura to gradually dismantle all his rationality.

As Lin Yoona lunged forward, Lin Xiuyuan almost lost his balance.

His hands involuntarily reached for her waist, feeling its amazing smoothness.

It was only then that Lin Xiuyuan finally realized that in this battle, he, who had taken the initiative, seemed to have turned into the one being guided.

The Yoona in front of me is so good at seducing and testing.

The air became scorching hot, and it lasted for quite a while before finally slowing down.

Yoona then gently stepped back a little, her face flushed from the kiss and still feeling a bit unsatisfied. She looked at him, panting, with a smug smile on her lips.

"See, you're the one who took the initiative," she said softly, as if issuing a verdict, or perhaps showing off.

Lin Xiuyuan stared at her blankly, his breathing slightly disordered and his chest heaving.

Just as he was about to step forward to continue, a slender finger stopped him in his tracks.

The finger that gently pressed against his chest was soft yet carried an absolute sense of restraint.

Lin Xiuyuan's mind, which was already leaning forward and on the verge of losing control, was brought back by her action, as if a bucket of warm water had been poured over it.

Then came Yoona's laughter, "Let's finish making the bread first."

Lin Xiuyuan looked down at her fingers, his Adam's apple bobbing heavily. He forcibly suppressed the surging heat in his heart, and chuckled helplessly, "Wow...you women are really too good at this..."

"Then why aren't you getting started?" Yoona raised an eyebrow. "If you don't start now, the fermentation time will be delayed."

Lin Xiuyuan sighed softly, finally resigned himself to taking a step back and pulling the dough back to him. "Okay, I'll listen to you." The kitchen light remained warm, like a soft filter, concealing the emotions and desires that could not be hidden in the quiet, mundane daily life.

Yoona divided the risen dough into several small pieces, instructing as she did so, "After rolling them into balls, press a hole in the middle, fill it with red bean paste, don't pinch it too tightly, leave a little gap, it will look better when baked."

Lin Xiuyuan followed her movements, but in no time, his dough "cracked open," revealing the filling, making him look both embarrassed and funny.

"How strong are you?" Yoona said, both amused and exasperated. "You can squeeze a loaf of bread into the size of a hand grenade."

Lin Xiuyuan held up the "defective product" and spread his hands innocently, "Maybe it's because you flirted with me a little too hard just now."

"An excuse." Lin Yoona smiled and rolled her eyes at him, then handed him her round loaf of bread. "Here, take a look. If you fail again, you'll be punished by washing all the tools."

When Lin Xiuyuan took the bread ball, he accidentally touched her fingertips. They were soft and warm, and he subconsciously looked at her.

At this moment, Lim Yoona was looking down, focused on working on her dough. Her long eyelashes drooped, and her cheeks were slightly flushed from the heat of the kitchen. She was so quiet that it was as if nothing had just happened.

But the warmth from just moments ago lingered on her fingers, making it impossible to concentrate.

"Are you here to make me bake bread, or to distract me?" Lin Xiuyuan muttered to himself.

Yoona didn't look up, but the corners of her lips curled up slightly. "You've already seduce them? You're really quite easy to win over. No wonder it hasn't been that long and Krystal and Jiyeon have already won you over."

"I'm not some saint, who can tolerate this?"

"Lin Xiaolu, just bear with it."

"It's my fault, it's my fault. I shouldn't have admitted it, otherwise I wouldn't be in such a passive position now."

These words made Yoona look up at him. "You mean you want to know my sensitive spots?"

"Can you find out?"

The two bantered back and forth, joking and teasing each other while continuing their "baking business."

Before he knew it, Lin Xiuyuan had become serious. The dough became docile and soft in his hands, and he gradually made a few decent-looking shapes.

The oven was already preheating, and a faint sweet aroma was gradually filling the air.

The flour, red bean paste, and warm steam intertwine, seemingly enveloping the entire room in a soft, sticky mood, like warm water slowly seeping into the heart.

As each bread dough is placed into the oven, the temperature gradually rises, and a sweet aroma slowly spreads through the air.

Lin Xiuyuan's heart, however, seemed to be filled with an even stronger aura.

He looked at Lim Yoon-ah, who was standing in front of him, patting flour onto her hands, and his gaze deepened.

It's like transitioning from dawn to dusk, and then straight into night.

The next second, he suddenly stepped forward and hugged her from behind.

Lin Yoona let out a soft gasp instinctively, but didn't struggle. She just smiled and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong, Xiuyuan?"

Lin Xiuyuan did not respond immediately, but lowered his head and kissed her ear. This light kiss carried the passion he had been suppressing for a long time.

“I don’t know what’s wrong with you these past few days…” he murmured, his voice slightly hoarse, “but your actions… are practically setting things on fire.”

After a pause, Lin Xiuyuan whispered in Lin Yun'er's ear, "Those who start a fire will get burned. You should understand that, right?"

Yoona turned slightly and bumped right into his arms.

Before she could even speak, Lin Xiuyuan gently lifted her up and placed her on the edge of the island platform.

The cold marble countertop pressed against her skin, causing her to shiver slightly.

At this moment, the strap of Lin Yoona's suspender dress had slipped down to one side while she was kneading the dough, revealing half of her fair shoulder.

Her hair was disheveled, yet it added a touch of alluring charm.

Lin Xiuyuan stood in front of her, their eyes met, and before she could even purse her smiling lips, his kiss was upon her.

It was a kiss that swallowed up all his thoughts, carrying with it the sweet scent that wafted from the kitchen, and the thrill that coursed through his body.

Yoona was kissed so hard she leaned back, her hands braced on the island counter, her fingertips trembling slightly. Her skirt fluttered at her waist, and her long, slender, fair legs swayed, hooking around his waist.

Lin Xiuyuan's hand landed on her waist, feeling the soft curves of her skin, and his breath grew even hotter.

He didn't want to stop, and he simply couldn't stop.

Suddenly, Lin Yoona gently pushed him away, her breathing a little erratic, but she looked at Lin Xiuyuan and smiled, the mischievousness in her doe eyes captivating.

"You've taken the initiative again."

Before Lin Xiuyuan could retort, Lin Yun'er wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear, "Xiuyuan, can you carry me?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiuyuan was almost ignited, and he immediately picked her up in his arms.

Yoona chuckled softly, letting him carry her out of the kitchen. The two stumbled and bumped their way through the warm light, across the space between the sofa and the coffee table, and finally collapsed onto the soft beige fabric sofa in the living room.

Her skirt was already wrinkled and disheveled, and one of her shoulder straps had slipped down even further, revealing glimpses of her smooth shoulder line.

Her long hair was draped over the sofa, one hand propped up on the edge, while the other hand held onto Lin Xiuyuan's collar, as if in a provocation, or as if she was holding him tightly.

Lin Xiuyuan was perched above her, his gaze burning almost scorching as he stared at her.

"Yoona, if you keep going..."

"Anything else?" Lim Yoona interrupted him, blinking her eyes with a mischievous yet innocent expression. "You're still trying to be stubborn even after all this, Xiu Yuan~"

Then she leaned closer, a slight smile playing on her lips, "I really hope your 'performance' later won't be defeated by your mouth."

Lin Xiuyuan, feeling slightly annoyed by the criticism, didn't rush to respond. Instead, he lowered his head and kissed her again.

At that very moment, the bread in the oven began to emit a rich aroma.

It is fragrant and rich.

No matter how fragrant it is, it can't compare to the warmth of the sofa.

That kind of heat that can scorch reason and ignite emotions.

……

……

While Lin Xiuyuan and Lin Yun'er were making bread...

In a cozy apartment on the other side of Seoul.

The little dragon, who had just finished taking a shower, was curled up on the sofa, drying his hair while watching Lee Juri sipping sake beside him, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Unnie, why aren't you going back to rest? What are you doing here?"

"There's something I'd like to discuss with you."

"Could it be about Xiu Yuan?"

The little dragon reacted almost immediately.

Li Juli did not answer immediately, but glanced at her with a slightly complicated expression.

The little dragon grinned and said, "Unnie, you're not really that stupid, are you? You actually believe there's some kind of essence?"

"It's hard not to think about it." Lee Juri gently swirled the liquid in her glass, her tone calm. "Look at your and Soojung's faces, it's outrageous."

Upon hearing this, Da Longzai recalled Krystal's state that evening, and immediately pounced on the sofa, kicking his little feet and laughing.

"It's true, there is a bit of a difference. I didn't believe in these superstitious things before, but these two times... after being with Xiuyuan, my skin condition is really a bit too outrageous. Could this birthday cake really be a gift from God?"

"On the contrary, I think this is a kind of luck."

Li Juli leaned back on the sofa and said slowly, "There are things in the world like HeLa cells that can proliferate indefinitely, and there are people who are born with the ability to conduct electricity. It's not unacceptable that Xiu Yuan is a little special."

Hearing her say that, the little dragon nodded.

Of course, she also knew that there were some people in the world with "abnormal constitutions," and she had seen similar popular science articles while watching short videos.

But Da Longzai still looked at Lee Qri curiously, his tone half-joking and half-serious, "So, unnie, you want to give it a try?"

"Ah."

Lee Juri looked at her, her gaze open and honest. "So I wanted to ask you, you don't mind, do you? If you're really serious, then I won't do anything."

After hearing this, the little dragon was silent for a few seconds, then shrugged.

"What are you being serious about? Feelings? There are definitely special feelings involved, but it hasn't reached the level of love yet... Well, for now, I dare not say anything about the future."

After all, a woman's feelings for a man are sometimes just a matter of time and familiarity.

Moreover, Da Longzai also knew about that absurd claim about the passage to a woman's heart.

If this happened a few more times, she couldn't say whether she would develop deeper feelings for Lin Xiuyuan; in any case, she didn't at the moment.

"Then I'm relieved." Lee Juri smiled gently.

"But..." The little dragon propped himself up, touched the back of his neck, and said hesitantly, "Won't we be letting Xiu Yuan down by doing this?"

"He shouldn't refuse meat that's been delivered to his door," Li Juli said calmly, her tone as rational as if she were analyzing market supply and demand.

She sighed again, "If your effect hadn't been so over the top, I wouldn't have even had this thought. And Krystal too, she's so alluring, and I always feel like Yoona is too..."

"Huh? Really? Aren't Yoona unnie and Xiuyuan making bread?"

Da Longzai scrolled through his phone, opened the photo Lin Xiuyuan had just sent, and teased, "They're so innocent over there, kneading dough."

She swiped her finger across the screen, looking through several kitchen photos, but didn't notice anything unusual.

Just as she was watching and smiling relaxedly, Lee Juri suddenly reminded her.

"Jiyeon, zoom in on the photo. Don't look at the corner, look at the metal panel of the oven at the bottom. Yoona looks like she's dressed a bit too lightly."

Upon hearing this, the little dragon was taken aback and immediately began to operate.

Before she could even open the screen, she suddenly turned her head to look at Lee Juri, a malicious smile playing on her lips.

“Unnie, the seat you’re sitting in right now is the same seat that Xiuyuan and I were sitting in.”

Lee Juri was taken aback and turned to look at the sofa where she was sitting.

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Inside Yoona's apartment.

As her breathing became increasingly erratic, the intoxicating feeling from the forceful kiss hadn't yet faded from Lin Yoona's eyes when Lin Xiuyuan pressed her down onto the soft cushions of the sofa.

Her head was tilted back slightly, her long, black hair cascading over the edge of the sofa, like a newly blooming night-blooming cereus in the night, quiet yet incredibly alluring.

Do you really want to continue?

Lin Yoona looked at Lin Xiuyuan, her voice slightly breathy, but she still asked a question, as if she wanted to hook him again.

Lin Xiuyuan didn't speak, but stared at her intently, responding only with the movement of his fingers.

His fingertips traced the slipped shoulder strap, gently stroking Yoona's collarbone, as if deliberately confirming the feel of the touch.

His hands were warm and strong, yet carried a slowness born of extreme restraint.

Lin Xiuyuan didn't want to be slow; rather, he wanted it too much. As a result, he could only approach it inch by inch, as if only in this way could he prevent his emotions from getting out of control.

Yoona didn't flinch; she just stared at him without moving, her eyes revealing an almost playful acceptance.

Even as his fingers touched the thin strap on the side of her skirt, she raised her hand and slowly pushed the strap aside, letting it slide down completely.

Then, she chuckled softly, "Xiuyuan...didn't Lin Xiaolu ever seduce you like this?"

"No, she seemed unsure, so I didn't touch her."

At the Roppongi Hotel at the time, although Lin Xiaolu would not refuse, she was not entirely sure either, a fact that Lin Xiuyuan could sense.

So, even though he was already full, he kept teasing the other person, treating it as just a game.

"She probably wants to have a relationship with you; she's probably questioning her own feelings."

Yoona smiled and reached out to pull his collar closer, saying, "But in my opinion, if you have an idea, you should do it, even if it means going beyond your level. People like us don't have that much time to talk about so-called 'true love.' Liking someone is enough, that's what Suzy told me."

“Bae Suzy, that’s her style.” Lin Xiuyuan chuckled to himself.

Soon, the living room lights were dimmed slightly.

The bright main ceiling light has been turned off, leaving only a floor lamp in the corner.

The warm yellow lampshade, like a slowly beating heart, casts a soft halo, drawing elongated heartbeat curves on the half-open blinds.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa, a water glass reflected a sliver of light, trembling slightly as if it had just been accidentally touched.

The water glass on the coffee table was gently touched, causing a slight tremor and creating shallow ripples that reflected a corner of the night outside the window.

A soft sound came from in front of the sofa—the sound of a knee hitting the coffee table.

Ripples spread across the water's surface, and in the shimmering light, a silhouette of entanglement was reflected.

Lin Xiuyuan braced himself on the back of the sofa with one hand and held Lin Yun'er's waist with the other, pressing her between himself and the sofa.

The glass vase on the dining table tipped over with a certain movement, and a few white rose petals scattered onto the tablecloth, like a gentle touch left behind in a light tug.

Yoona was sitting on his lap, her knees naturally bent, hanging on either side of his body, in an ambiguous and bold posture.

The stereo had stopped playing without anyone noticing, and the room was so quiet that only the sound of the night wind outside the window could be heard.

The curtains fluttered gently, lifting a corner of her nightgown. The soft silk, like fingers in the air, glided lightly, tracing an elusive, lingering curve.

A moment later, her back arched slightly, her skin pressed against the warmth of Lin Xiuyuan's chest after his shower.

Then, a murmur, half-humming and half-laughing, broke the silence: "You're squeezing too tight."

Then came a charming laugh, "Xiuyuan, is it possible that there's a problem with your tools?"

In the distance, the oven in the kitchen beeped.

But the sound seemed to be swallowed up by the atmosphere of the room, as if it came from a distant world, unable to penetrate this soft space woven with ambiguity and intoxication.

The minimalist painting on the wall was slightly tilted, perhaps because someone's shoulder brushed against the wall.

One slipper lay forlornly on the carpet, while the other had been left two meters away in the entryway, as if it had been taken off in such a hurry that it didn't have time to turn back.

The silk nightgown that had been the center of attention just now hung quietly on the back of the chair, its fabric swaying gently in the breeze, as if still carrying the lingering warmth of the series of movements that had just taken place.

The outline on the sofa had long since blurred into two overlapping silhouettes, seemingly separate yet joined, appearing and disappearing with the changing light.

There was no sound, no dialogue, only the occasional faint gasp that rose from the air, only to be quickly absorbed by the soft fabric.

The entire space seemed to have been put on pause, with all daily life frozen in that moment, allowing ambiguity and desire to spread silently, like ripples gently enveloping the entire apartment.

The clock on the wall ticked slowly, its ticking sound so soft it seemed to be muffled by a layer of mist.

After an unknown amount of time, the intense body heat in the air was gradually replaced by the rekindled aroma of bread, like a silent fuse pulling us back to reality.

Until that familiar voice rang out again.

"Xiuyuan, the oven really is beeping."

"I don't know, it won't be that fast."

……

……

After some time, the wall clock in the apartment suddenly clicked.

The minute hand ticked slightly, like a silent witness gently reminding us that it was the hour.

The living room remained quiet.

On the sofa, the two were still breathing each other, their clothes were a little disheveled, and the warmth had not completely dissipated.

Yoona moved first, her long hair cascading down, clinging to her shoulders as if she had just taken a shower.

She leaned against Lin Xiuyuan's chest, her breath still carrying the afterglow, but she spoke first, her tone a little annoyed, yet also a little lazy and coquettish, "The bread is inedible, the crust must be completely dry and hard."

"Oh, really?" Lin Xiuyuan replied in a low voice, his voice still a little hoarse from not suppressing it, his lips brushing against her temple.

"Don't move." Lim Yoona pushed him. "I was talking about the bread, not you. Don't waste ingredients, Chef Lim."

Lin Xiuyuan chuckled, glanced down at the two of them, and clicked his tongue, "I don't know if the bread was wasted, but Yoona, you really didn't waste any. You're really bold."

"Stop nagging, go check on the bread." Yoona smiled and pushed him away from her.

Lin Xiuyuan, like a student called on by a teacher, reluctantly got up and went back to the kitchen.

Yoona lazily followed, leaning against the kitchen door frame, watching his back.

The light shone on his unbuttoned shirt, revealing a hint of masculine sensuality after the act, causing her lips to involuntarily curl into a smile.

Thinking about what had just happened, I suddenly realized that even without that miraculous healing effect, in terms of comfort alone, I didn't seem to have lost out much. This young man was quite nice.

As Lin Xiuyuan opened the oven, hot air rushed out instantly.

The bread crust, slightly overbaked, had a faint brown sheen and a richer aroma. The scent of milk and eggs wafted slowly from the oven, making one feel both hungry and amused.

Lin Xiuyuan broke off a piece, tasted it, frowned, and smacked his lips. "Hmm... well, what a waste. It's a bit mushy inside."

"It's okay, we still have time tonight, we can do it again."

"?? Yoona, you'd better have said you were making bread."

"Otherwise, oh, I'll go take a shower and see how it goes."

Ten minutes later.

Lin Yoona came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, her hair still a little wet. As she walked past the sofa, she twisted her hair and muttered to herself.

"What kind of bread are you making, Xiuyuan..."

She looked up at the boy in the kitchen, a smirk playing on her lips, her eyes trembling with excitement, "No bread tastes as good as yours."

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