The magic of love turns in circles

Early on Saturday morning, Lu Yan waited downstairs at Wen Tingyan's house with the breakfast he bought.

Estimating the time, he sent a message to Wen Tingyan, and only went upstairs after receiving a reply.

Wen Tingyan opened the door for him, and lowered his voice to remind him: "Mr. Lu, Quanquan is still sleeping, please keep your voice down."

Lu Yan nodded obediently, and hurriedly said: "I bought some breakfast, let's eat together?"

"Use it first." Wen Tingyan pointed to the dining table, "You don't need to do this next time."

The old man got up early, and Mother Wen had already prepared breakfast and put it on the table.Lu Yan looked at it, a little embarrassed.

The two sat opposite each other at the dining table.

In his mouth was the delicacy carefully prepared by Chef Hua Dingxuan, but Lu Yan suddenly felt that the taste was chewy.He looked at Wen Tingyan, who was eating on his own, meticulously, as if he was just completing a task.

They have eaten together countless times.Every time, Wen Tingyan looked at him and smiled, and let him make trouble. Then, Wen Tingyan would ask him helplessly: "Can't you have a good meal?"

He would reply confidently: "If I lower my head one more time, I will take one less look at you. I don't want to part with it." In the end, Wen Tingyan rolled his eyes like anger.No matter how obsessively tease him, he will not be moved.

It seems to be the first time to dine quietly like now.

Lu Yan pushed the red bean cake to Wen Tingyan: "Huadingxuan's red bean cake, you used to like it very much."

Wen Tingyan raised his head, glanced lightly, and said, "Thank you." But he never moved his chopsticks.

The unfinished breakfast ended up in the trash.

Early in the morning, he went around half the city to buy it. It was a pity that Lu Yan was wasting the food, but it was a pity that Wen Tingyan didn't eat it.

After breakfast, Wen Tingyan began to prepare supplementary food for Quanquan. He asked Lu Yan to sit freely while he went into the kitchen.

A glass door separates the two worlds.

Lu Yan sat on the sofa, feeling a little idle for a while.After looking at the layout of the room for a while, he turned his eyes to Wen Tingyan again.

He was wearing a set of gray home clothes and an apron today, making his figure even more slender.He lowered his head and kept moving his hands.The hands that hold the scalpel to control other people's life and death are now carefully preparing food supplements for their children, so a kind of tenderness is inexplicably stirred up, making Lu Yan's heart soft to the point of failure.He couldn't help but want to get closer.

With the size of two big men crammed into the small kitchen, it suddenly seemed cramped.

"What's the matter?" Wen Tingyan turned around and asked.Lu Yan's sudden approach made him a little overwhelmed.

"I want to see, does Quanquan usually eat these things?"

"Ah."

"Go ahead, I'll take a look." Lu Yan stood aside.

Wen Tingyan pretended to be calm.The space is too small, and you will accidentally bump into it when you turn around or walk around. Wen Tingyan sighed: "Mr. Lu, please go out. It's a bit crowded here."

"But, I want to learn." Lu Yan said very sincerely.

"Mr. Lu, you don't need to." Wen Ting said helplessly.

"However, I want to give the best to Quanquan. There is nothing better than something made by my father."

"Next time. It's time for Quanquan to wake up."

"Yeah." Lu Yan got the promise and walked out of the kitchen happily.

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