The nth time I met my puppet

Wan Nan was thinking, and Sanbing supported his face with one hand and asked with a smile.

"Are you asking about my preferences to prepare something for me?"

"Ah? No..." Wan Nan instinctively wanted to refuse. She only cooked what she and Xue'er liked to eat. Now that she knew Sanbing liked this flavor, she wouldn't cook this kind of flavor either.

"Host, please don't say that! Now that you know your target's favorite food, why not prepare something delicious for him? He'll definitely be very touched!"

007 said excitedly, he felt that this time he had found out the preferences of the target, he would definitely succeed!

Wan Nan's mouth twitched as she retorted, "I know the truth! But I don't know how to do it! Are you going to do it for me?"

"...Although 007 also wants to help, host, you know that 007 has no physical body, so he can't help." 007 said aggrievedly.

Sanbing looked at Wan Nan for a long time without answering, then approached with a smile, and quietly wrapped his fingers around Wan Nan's hair.

"Why? Don't you want to?"

Wan Nan suddenly came to his senses, shook his head in panic, and replied with a stammer.

"No... No, it's me who doesn't know how to..."

Upon hearing this, Sanbing was stunned for a moment, seeming a little puzzled, and even suspected that he had recognized the wrong person, but the question she asked could indeed prove that he was not wrong.

But why wouldn't she? He couldn't figure it out, but looking at Wan Nan's shy and flustered face, he sighed helplessly.

"If you don't know how, I'll teach you. Follow me."

He took Wan Nan's hand and brought her to the kitchen. Wan Nan felt helpless. It seemed that she had to do it even if she didn't want to.

Wan Nan was waiting for San Bing to teach her. She was not worried that she would not be able to learn. She was proficient in cooking. In fact, San Bing didn't need to teach her at all. He just needed to give her the recipe. She could learn it easily. There was no need for so much trouble.

San Bing decided to teach her how to make eel tea rice. Wan Nan had no objection to what San Bing was going to teach him, but! Who taught him to teach like this?!

Sanbing seemed to be hugging Wan Nan, his chest pressed against her back, his head resting on her shoulder, his hand gently holding Wan Nan's hand to guide her, and his posture looked extremely ambiguous.

Wan Nan was extremely embarrassed. She couldn't understand how a person could change so much. It was obvious that Sanbing had never had physical contact with anyone before.

Wan Nan herself was extremely uncomfortable with contact with Sanbing, not to mention that she didn't like Sanbing herself. Now this feeling was as outrageous as if her mortal enemy was saying sweet words to her.

"I give up! Does he have to teach like this? I can learn by just standing by and watching! Who taught him to teach like this? Doesn't he feel embarrassed?!"

Wan Nan cursed in her heart. With San Bing teaching her like that, her attention was simply not on the vegetables. She was always distracted and almost cut her finger while cutting vegetables.

Fortunately, the scattered soldier noticed the situation in time and saved Wan Nan from injury. He frowned and reminded him softly with some concern.

"Be serious and don't get distracted."

Wan Nan was immediately shocked by the gentle voice and got goosebumps.

"Damn... who can I blame for my lack of concentration? If you had taught me differently, would my attention have been so distracted?" Wan Nan was speechless, cursing Sanbing 800 times in her mind.

In this way, Wan Nan finally finished it in agony. She felt relieved and then immediately distanced herself from Sanbing, who found it a little funny.

"Why are you running? Are you afraid I'll eat you?"

Wan Nan gave an awkward smile. "How...how could that be? I was saying, now that it's ready, Sir Sanbing, please try it."

As she spoke, she brought the finished food to Sanbing. In order to ease the awkwardness, Wannan made up an excuse, but Sanbing thought about it and suddenly had a bad idea, and said something expectantly.

"Then you feed me?" Although it was a question, the tone was affirmative. It was obvious that it was not a request, but a demand.

Wan Nan's eyes widened in shock at this sentence. Coming from Sanbing's mouth, this sentence was simply too outrageous.

"what???"

No? You're already an adult, why do you still need me to feed you? Or are you deliberately trying to mess with me?

"Didn't you hear clearly?" Seeing that Wan Nan was a little confused, Sanbing asked and repeated it again.

"Yes..." Although Wan Nan was speechless, she still did as she was told and fed the baby slowly, spoonful by spoonful.

She didn't know if it was Wan Nan's illusion, but she felt that San Bing's face, which had always been extremely aggressive, had unexpectedly softened and became unnaturally well-behaved.

Wan Nan shook her head. It was an illusion, it must be an illusion.

Soon, the bowl in his hand was empty, but Sanbing seemed to be reluctant to finish his meal. Wan Nan's reaction was unexpectedly interesting in his eyes.

After eating, the two came to the courtyard to rest. No one spoke again. They just sat there quietly, enjoying the sound of the evening breeze.

Wan Nan couldn't find a topic to talk about and didn't know what to say, so he just kept silent. San Bing was lost in his memories. In fact, he had a lot of questions he wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to start.

In this boring atmosphere, Wan Nan soon felt sleepy. He tried hard to stay awake, but he couldn't resist the overwhelming sleepiness.

After hesitating for a long time, he still wanted to know the answer, so he finally spoke. He muttered to himself for a long time, but still got no response.

It wasn't until he turned around that he realized Wan Nan had already fallen asleep leaning against him. So...what had he said for so long? Did she hear a single word? San Bing's eyebrows twitched, and he clenched his fists, furious.

He patted Wan Nan's face to try to wake her up, but Wan Nan, who was still sleeping, just slapped his hand away like a mosquito and continued to sleep.

Sanbing was a little angry, but even if he was angry, he couldn't just leave Wannan here and ignore her. Because he knew how fragile the human body was, he definitely couldn't let her fall asleep here, but he was too angry.

So… he angrily carried Wan Nan back. Yes, he carried her, not hugged her.

Because he was angry, he didn't want Wan Nan to have an easy time, so he simply carried her back in an extremely uncomfortable position. If someone else was carried like this, they would definitely wake up immediately.

But Wan Nan didn't, and even continued to sleep soundly, leaving Sanbing speechless.

After returning to the room, Sanbing casually threw Wannan on the bed. Wannan still didn't react. Instead, she slept more comfortably because she was on the soft big bed.

Sanbing looked at Wannan angrily, unable to understand how she could fall asleep so soundly and peacefully in the blink of an eye. Sanbing pinched Wannan's face again, and although Wannan was still deep in sleep, she frowned.

A casual slap came towards him, but fortunately the soldier caught the hand that Wan Nan was waving. The corners of his mouth twitched. He really fell asleep and became braver.

In the end, he reluctantly covered Wan Nan with a blanket and left.

(I finally wrote it. I was still typing at 4am in the morning. I originally thought that after I started recommending it, I only needed to update 10 words a day. But I found out that there were only three days left. words a day is not enough to reach words in seven days. In the end, I had to work hard in the middle of the night. I had to go to work every day. I felt like I was working two jobs. I was exhausted.)