Mr. Lu, Mr. Su is being coquettish again!

Su Nanqin looked at the fluffy head on his chest and, as if possessed, reached out and patted the other person's head.

It's not just Su Nanqin, this little cat, who needs comforting all along.

And there's Lu Fang, that big dog.

After a long while, Lu Fang slowly raised his head, changed his posture, picked up Su Nanqin, and carried her towards the hall. "Sorry, I didn't bring you a gift."

Su Nanqin let him hug her, saying, "You don't need to prepare a gift; I've prepared a surprise for you."

The two of them tacitly avoided mentioning what had just happened.

"Oh? A surprise?" Lu Fang narrowed his eyes. "Let me guess what it is. Is it you?"

Su Nanqin hooked her arms around his neck and shook her head, "Carry me to the dining table."

Lu Fang was somewhat surprised to see a bowl of dumplings that didn't look very appetizing on the table.

Bathed in warm yellow light, the steam rose from the lamp, creating a stark contrast with the chill and dust on Lu Fang's body.

It feels like home.

Lu felt a tightness in his chest and held the person for a long time without saying a word.

To be honest, Lu Fang didn't have much of a concept of family. When he was a child, he couldn't even get enough to eat in the shantytown, let alone any sense of family.

Later, he was taken back to the Lu family. Although Wang Yilan and the others treated him very well, he was used to being arrogant and they couldn't get close to him. Then, after Lu Yuan's incident, he was a completely different person again.

Lu Fang never complained about this, nor did he think it was unreasonable. Some people are destined to be lonely and unruly.

But today, after learning all that, seeing this steaming bowl of dumplings when I got home, I couldn't help but feel a mix of bittersweet emotions and touching feelings.

"You made this?" Even though it was obvious from the appearance, Lu Fang still wanted to hear Su Nanqin say it again in person.

"Hmm." Su Nanqin nodded with a hint of pride.

He wanted Lu Fang to praise him.

Lu Fang's heart softened, and he pressed his head down to kiss the other person through their hair, praising, "Nan Nan is so great."

Su Nanqin smiled somewhat embarrassedly, then hid his hands behind his back again. "Then you should try it."

Lu Fang ate very slowly, as if he was carefully chewing, trying to remember the taste of the dumplings, or as if he was cherishing them.

After eating two, she looked at the person across from her who was watching her expectantly and asked, "Have you eaten, Nan Nan?"

Su Nanqin unconsciously rubbed his hand, which was red from the burn, under the table. "I ate it. Was it good?"

"It's delicious." It was a little salty, but Lu Fang still thought it was delicious and answered sincerely.

Lu Fang finished her meal under Su Nanqin's watchful eye. Su Nanqin was determined to play the role of "virtuous wife" to the fullest today.

As soon as Lu Fang finished eating, he rushed to clean up, mainly because Lu Fang's return came at just the right time, and he felt a little guilty about the mess in the kitchen.

The moment Su Nanqin touched him, Lu Fang grabbed his hand. "You rest, baby, I'll take care of it."

Feeling guilty, Su Nanqin reacted somewhat strongly and subconsciously pulled her hand away from Lu Fang's.

Lu Fang found it strange; a blush that flashed by was completely different from usual. It was too fast for Lu Fang to see clearly. "What happened to your hand?"

"It's nothing..." Su Nanqin didn't dare to look at Lu Fang when she felt guilty.

"Show me your face," Lu Fang said, his voice tinged with urgency.

He unconsciously rubbed his hands under the table, unwilling to take them out.

He clearly wanted to surprise Lu Fang, and he didn't want to mess it up. He also instinctively didn't want Lu Fang to see the mess in the kitchen.

"Nan Nan." Lu Fang called his name, his tone slightly serious.

Su Nanqin felt a little wronged, and after reaching out her hand, she said uncertainly in a low voice, "Don't be angry..."

Then she handed over her hand, which was burning red. Because of her fair skin, the red marks on it looked even more shocking.

It was obviously burned by hot metal; boiling water couldn't have caused this.

"How did it get like this?" Lu Fang asked anxiously, but without any hint of blame.

Su Nanqin seemed to have gotten used to it, and usually assumed that Lu Fang was complaining about his clumsiness, or that he had hurt himself again.

He kept his eyes down and didn't speak, his emotions unreadable.

It would be a lie to say I'm not upset; I spent the whole night preparing and it all turned out like this.

"I...I'm so stupid..." Su Nanqin said softly, in a tone of doubt that was almost never seen in him before.

Lu Fang looked at the half-bowl of dumpling soup he had left in front of him, his hands which were red from the heat, and the other person's eyelashes that trembled slightly as he lowered his head.

He felt a little uneasy. How could he bear to blame such a kind person who had never cooked before, just for making him dumplings?

Lu Fang remained silent for a long time, and Su Nanqin felt uneasy, increasingly feeling that she had messed things up.

He looked up again, intending to explain something.

A soft touch came from the burned area, and Lu Fang lowered his head and kissed the burned hand.

So devout, so gentle, yet Su Nanqin felt as if the soft touch from the back of his hand was about to melt him.

After a while, Lu Fang pulled the person into his arms and rested his forehead against the other person's shoulder.

After another long silence, Lu Fang spoke again, his voice hoarse, "Don't be afraid, Nan Nan. You're so good to me, how could I bear to blame you?"

The hoarse voice carried a muffled tone, which Su Nanqin could not quite hear clearly, as he had almost never heard such words from Lu Fang before.

He turned his head, wanting to see Lu Fang.

The other person pressed their head firmly against his shoulder. After a while, a damp patch appeared on his shoulder, soaking through the shirt that belonged to Lu Fang and was worn by Su Nanqin.

Su Nanqin was somewhat taken aback; this was the first time Lu Fang had shown vulnerability in front of him.

The dampness from his shoulder spread to his limbs and bones, and Lu Fang's grip on him was so strong it felt like he could break his waist.

"Don't leave me... Nan Nan... never..." Lu Fang's voice came from behind.

There was also a sense of uncertainty and anxiety.

Lu Fang thought he was unrestrained and wild, and never needed these emotional ties, but today, he realized he did.

He needs it so badly.

Su Nanqin's heart skipped a beat as he recalled what had recently happened to Lu Fang.

After another long silence, Su Nanqin grasped Lu Fang's hand, closed her eyes, and said, "Okay..."

If we can get through this, and you're still willing to forgive me, then we'll never separate.

The two embraced silently for a long time. When Lu Fang looked up again, his expression was no longer clear.

Apart from a few red eyes, it was almost impossible to tell that this strong-willed and cool guy had just cried while hugging Su Nanqin.

"How did it get like this?" Lu Fang's eyes softened considerably when he picked up Su Nanqin's hand again.

Su Nanqin shifted her position and turned to look at him, then looked a little embarrassed, scratched her head, and smiled, "Well... I accidentally set the pot on fire..."

For some reason, Lu Fang could actually read a hint of smugness in the other person's expression.

"You've gotten all proud of yourself." Lu Fang's heart melted, and she gently flicked the other's nose with a hint of helplessness. "Do you know how dangerous this is?"

Su Nanqin, spoiled and arrogant, leaned against his chest, tugged at his clothes, and said coquettishly, "It's alright, don't be angry."

Lu Fang simply couldn't do anything with him. It would be a lie to say he didn't feel sorry for him, but what right did he have to be angry?

Su Nanqin did all this for him.

"Let's go see Nan Nan's battlefield, see how you managed to burn the kitchen down." Lu Fang picked him up and headed towards the kitchen.

Su Nanqin quickly hugged his neck; "No... let's hire the housekeeper tomorrow, you'll be even angrier if you see him."

Su Nanqin himself couldn't even look at the mess he had created.

Lu Fang carried the person and looked around. The first thing he saw was the charred pot and the messy kitchen, which was unbearable to look at.

Lu Fang picked up the pot, looked at it, and then smelled it. His gaze shifted to the right, where there was charred braised pork and several plates of other unidentifiable dishes.

I immediately understood: Su Nanqin had added too much sugar and then forgot to wash the pot when cooking the second dish.

Once the oil is heated, the fire will be huge; it would be strange if it didn't catch fire.

My gaze fell on the burnt dishes next to me. Even though it was just a mess, it was enough to show how much effort the other person had put in.

It's clear that they couldn't make the main dish, so they substituted dumplings instead, which also shows that Su Nanqin didn't eat any of it.

Lu felt a warm, throbbing sensation in his heart, just like the soft, delicate person in his arms, a soft spot sinking into him.

Unsure of what Lu Fang's reaction would be, Su Nanqin whispered, "I was planning to cook for you..."

"Hmm." Whenever he needed to express his emotions, Lu Fang became somewhat clumsy.

Finally, all he could do was reach out and pat the other person's head, managing to squeeze out a few dry words, "Nan Nan is great, it's already very good for your first time, and the dumplings are delicious too."

"Really?" Su Nanqin was easily satisfied, and upon hearing Lu Fang's words, she was immediately delighted. "I'll do even better next time!"

...I hope there will be a next time.

"Really." Lu Fang gently picked up Su Nanqin's hand, carried her out, and said, "I'm so happy, Nan Nan."

Lu Fang carried the person to the sofa, took out a first-aid kit from the hidden cabinet, and said gently, "However, since you hurt yourself, you will still be punished by not being allowed to enter the kitchen without my permission next time."

Su Nanqin watched Lu Fang kneeling in front of her, diligently applying medicine. She pinched the edge of the sofa with her other hand, pouting reluctantly, "Oh..."

The cool ointment was applied to the wound, feeling cool and slippery, but it warmed my heart.

-

Upon hearing that Ruan Chenzhou had returned, Wenqi felt that his Yunyinfang business was about to make a fortune again.

Several young men met at Yunyinfang.

It seems like Su Nanqin and Ruan Chenzhou haven't seen each other for about half a year.

As soon as Wenqi saw people, she started yelling, "I was wondering why you're dressed so smartly in a suit and tie in a place like this. Who are you trying to impress?"

Everyone around knew what was going on. Wenqi deliberately made a teasing "Oh," and looked at Su Nanqin with amusement: "Let's wear it for our Nanqin to see."

The people around them chimed in, "Oh...Nanqin, no one has ever dared to call you that before."

Su Nanqin was still there, his expression indifferent, but he smiled at Ruan Chenzhou and Chi Yanming as he entered.

Ruan Chenzhou stood upright with one hand in his pocket, raised his hand to adjust his silver-rimmed glasses, and coughed lightly to interrupt them: "Let's go, Nan Qin, let's find a place to talk."

Su Nanqin understood and followed the other party.