meet again

The drunkard doesn't mean wine.

Similarly, Xin Ran was waiting outside for Lin Ting, so naturally he didn't really miss the scarf that Lin Ting had abducted.

Of course, it wasn't for eating... But Lin Ting repeatedly said that she left the scarf at home, and it was just in time for dinner. Xin Ran thought about the food for the few days when she was a sick patient, and reluctantly nodded in agreement. up.

As soon as Lin Ting got home, she got into the kitchen, and Xin Ran naturally sat on the sofa and turned on the TV.

When he picked up the remote control, Xin Ran was slightly taken aback. When did he become so familiar with this small living room?

Even the folded blankets beside her were used by her.

Xin Ran put down the remote control in his hand and sighed softly.

Time passed by little by little. If it was normal, Xin Ran must have felt that the time spent waiting before meals was too much of a waste.But sitting here, listening to the movement coming from the kitchen, she felt inexplicably at ease in her heart, such a time, rare tranquility.

Lin Ting poked his head out and called her: "Xin Ran?"

Xin Ran turned to meet her: "What's wrong?"

"Can you help me bring the seasoning I just bought, I won't be able to get away now." After hearing this, Lin immediately went back, showing that he was really anxious.

Xin Ran stood up and took a look at the plastic bag he just brought in, rummaged around to find several packets of seasoning.She glanced at those colorful packaging bags, and for the first time felt a little bit at a loss.

After hesitating for a while, Xin Ran picked up all the seasonings and walked towards the kitchen.

Not only the smell of food, but also the pungent smell of oily smoke wafted in the kitchen. Xin Ran frowned as soon as he entered, and stood there at a loss holding a bunch of seasonings.

Lin Ting was stir-frying the freshly cooked vegetables, and looked back at Xin Ran: "Just put the things over there. Just one more dish will be fine, just wait a little longer."

Xin Ran put the condiments on the other side of the counter as Lin heard, and then quickly withdrew them.But when she walked to the door, she still asked out of politeness: "Is there anything else I can help with?"

Lin Ting paused for a moment, turned around and smiled at Xin Ran: "Alright then, help me take that apart."

"Which one?" Xin Ran frowned, but walked in obediently.

"The one in the red bag." Lin Ting poured the onion and garlic into the pot, glanced back and said, "It's the one with the little pepper pattern."

Xin Ran looked at it carefully, and then picked up two bags that were very similar: "Both have small peppers."

Lin Ting didn't turn her head back, she reached out to take a clean plate, and said, "The one with the small bag."

For the small package, Xin Ran put down the package in his left hand, then watched the package in his right hand and tore it off along the dotted line on the package.

The hands that were usually used to hold the camera trembled slightly, Xin Ran looked at the spilled powder and frowned again.

Lin Ting just put the dishes on the plate, turned around and saw Xin Ran covered in powder, she was startled, then quickly reached out to take the seasoning in her hand, and hurriedly patted the powder on her body with the other hand: "Are you okay? "

Xin Ran shook his head, and asked with a cold face, "Is there anything else I can help?"

Seeing her gloomy expression, Lin Ting couldn't help but smiled: "No, we can eat soon, you should go out."

"Are you chasing me?" Xin Ran's expression became even more gloomy.

"How could it be?" Lin Ting looked at the things on the side, and signaled to Xin Ran: "Look, you have prepared all the seasonings for me, and the meal can be served after the last dish is fried."

Only then did Xin Ran's expression soften a little, as if he was quite satisfied with Lin Ting's answer, his brows that had been furrowed all this time finally relaxed: "Then I'm going out."

Lin Hearing hey, turned around to look at the fire again.

Xin Ran watched her focus on the stove, and suddenly felt reluctant to go out.But in fact, her staying here is of no help other than occupying a position.

Realizing this, Xin Ran decided to wait for the meal with peace of mind. At least, not causing trouble is considered a kind of help.

Although cooking is time-consuming, eating is quite fast.

Probably due to work reasons, Lin Ting and Xin Ran ate at a fairly fast pace. When the dishes on the table were all drained, the two put down their chopsticks.

Just as Lin Ting was about to stand up to tidy up, he saw Xin Ran standing up silently.

"Well, I'll be fine." Lin Ting hurriedly stopped her: "There are not many things."

"What?" Xin Ran raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "Worried about me breaking your dishes?"

Lin Ting choked for a moment, seeing that Xin Ran had already reached out to stack the plates, he didn't say anything else, only thinking that nothing would happen to her when she sent the plates to the kitchen.

Xin Ran could see through her thoughts: "You can rest assured, I just feel that after eating so many meals from you, I have to return some kindness." The plate in her hand was very stable, and she put the bowl in the kitchen in the sink, then turned around and asked, "Which one is the dish soap?"

Lin Ting pointed to the blue bottle.

Xin Ran looked at the faucet, stretched out his hand and twisted it, but the result was too much force and the water splashed out all at once.

Lin listened and hurriedly pulled Xin Ran back two steps: "Let me do it."

This sentence is of course useless, Xin Ran seems to be very determined to do this.Lin Ting had no choice but to take off the apron on her body and hand it to Xin Ran, so as to save water for a while before splashing it on her body. This sweater that looked expensive on her might really be scrapped.

Xin Ran looked at the apron and hesitated for a moment: "This is different from the ones I've seen before."

Why?Lin Ting was stunned for a moment, they were all aprons, what difference could there be... ah..., Lin Ting thought of a possibility, and finally took the apron, stretched it and helped Xin Ran put it on.

When he reached out to fasten the strap on the back, Lin heard that Xin Ran had no intention of turning around, his heart moved, and his hands had already encircled Xin Ran.

Xin Ran looked at Lin Ting's face that suddenly approached, blinked his eyes slightly, and then regained his composure.

The movements of Lin Ting's hands were very slow, and her eyes moved a little bit erratically, and finally stayed on Xin Ran's face.

Xin Ran's eyebrows are thick, but also very neat, and the slightly raised ends of the eyebrows fit well with those cold eyes... These sharp eyebrows have appeared in Lin Ting's dreams countless times.

But at that time, those eyes were full of strangeness and alienation.

But now, the coldness in Xin Ran's eyes has faded, and there is a little twinkle in it.It was that little bit of light that made Lin Ting sink in, unable to extricate himself.

Xin Ran made a move, she lightly touched Lin Ting's hair that fell down on her cheek, and then moved slightly closer to her, shortening the already tiny distance between the two of them.

Lin Ting subconsciously held her breath, the knotting of her hands had already stopped.

The turned down faucet was running slowly until the water in the sink overflowed and seeped from the sink to the feet.

Xin Ran stretched out his hand and patted Lin Ting's forehead lightly: "Is it fastened?"

Lin Ting suddenly came back to her senses, the blushing on her face could no longer be concealed, she casually tied a knot to Xin Ran, then lowered her head and said, "I'm going out first..."

Leaving Xin Ran facing the messy kitchen counter, he chuckled lightly.

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