novelraw Chapter 218 When did it arrive?
Chapter 218 When did it arrive?
Before I even opened my eyes, I could smell a familiar scent.
Strong arms wrapped around her waist, palms pressed against her back.
You could even feel her pulse beating against her face.
She stayed in that warm place with her eyes closed for a while.
Suddenly, something gently brushed against her back, as if it knew she was awake.
Su Wuli slowly opened her eyes and met the man's deep gaze.
He was looking down at her.
Su Wuli felt a tingling, numb sensation in her heart, as if something had hit her.
"When did you arrive?" Her voice was hoarse from just waking up.
"It's been a while."
Upon hearing this, Su Wuli paused for a moment, then glanced at the curtains; it was already broad daylight outside.
Still not fully awake, she groggily asked, "Why didn't you call me?"
Yu Chen looked at her and gently rubbed his thumb against her waist. "You're sleeping so soundly."
As soon as she finished speaking, her face flushed.
His large hand moved away from her back, cupped her face, and gently rubbed her face with his thumb.
Before Su Wuli could react, his lips landed on hers.
He held her lips with an irresistible force.
Her hand instinctively climbed up the back of his neck.
"Well……"
She was already feeling groggy from just waking up, and the sudden loss of breath made her even more dizzy.
His breathing gradually became erratic and rapid...
He kissed her for a long time, so long that Su Wuli's mind went from being dazed to blank, and then from blank to being dazed again.
Her hand instinctively pushed against his chest.
He kissed her for a while longer before letting go.
She was panting, her lips were numb.
She looked at him with teary eyes.
Having just regained her freedom to breathe, Su Wuli spoke with lingering panting, "I'll make you something delicious today."
Compared to her, Yu Chen's breathing was noticeably calmer, though it was still somewhat unstable.
However, his slightly panting breath and his fixed gaze only added to his unusual sex appeal. "What?"
Su Wuli subconsciously thought of something, her heart skipped a beat, and she inwardly cursed herself for being so blinded by lust.
To hide her emotions, she smiled, broke free from his embrace, and got out of bed.
You'll see when you see it.
She trotted into the bathroom in her slippers.
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After washing up, Su Wuli had tied her hair up and was wearing a white loungewear set.
I went into the kitchen, opened the cabinets, and took out a bunch of things.
Glutinous rice flour, rice flour, powdered sugar, osmanthus sugar, dried osmanthus flowers...
There is also a small electronic scale.
Su Wuli arranged the items one by one on the table, neatly.
Someone who didn't know better would think they were doing an experiment in a laboratory.
Yu Chen stood at the kitchen doorway, looking at the bottles and jars on the counter.
Su Wuli was weighing the powder, and her movements were much more skillful than before; she no longer needed to follow the steps.
Yu Chen's gaze fell on the bottle on the table. There were dried stains on the edge of the cap, indicating that it had been opened before.
The bag of dried osmanthus flowers was also opened and clipped shut.
After carefully completing the preparations, Su Wuli began kneading the dough.
Although she was already familiar with the process, she still couldn't help but leave things scattered around every time she operated the machine.
I rubbed powder on my finger and then on the tip of my nose, leaving a white mark.
She didn't notice and continued rubbing.
"Osmanthus cake," Yu Chen said slowly.
Upon hearing this, Su Wuli looked up at him.
She didn't intend to hide it from him; seeing the dried osmanthus flowers should have given her away.
I was so focused on adjusting the materials that I didn't pay much attention to anything else.
Now, suddenly meeting Yu Chen's gaze, she felt a little nervous.
"I've tried many times," Su Wuli said, speaking a little faster than usual.
"The first time was too hard, the second time was too sweet..."
She murmured to herself as she continued kneading the dough, "But this time it'll definitely work. I succeeded 90% of the time last time."
Yu Chen remained silent.
Su Wuli waited for a while without receiving a response, then looked up at him.
He was still standing at the door, his expression unchanged, but I noticed that the man's Adam's apple bobbed slightly.
"Don't make that face..." She smiled at him, "Although I'm not a good cook, I've practiced this a lot."
She continued massaging, "Wen Yan said I'm finished—"
She paused, her ears turning red, and her eyes darting around as she changed the subject, "I practiced six times before, and today is the seventh time."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Chen walked over and stood next to her.
She only saw the man's well-defined hand reach out, his fingertips brushing against the tip of her nose, wiping away the white mark.
He paused his finger on the tip of her nose for a moment before withdrawing it.
"I will help you."
Upon hearing this, Su Wuli looked up at him.
Yu Chen stood to the side, his gaze lingering on his face for two seconds.
She wanted to see if he was serious or just teasing her by looking into his eyes.
I didn't see anything wrong, but it didn't seem like a joke.
"You can?" she asked tentatively.
Yu Chen shook his head. "No."
Su Wuli opened her mouth, as if to say something, but then closed it again.
He stood there as if he were really waiting for her.
She took the dough out of the bowl and placed it on the cutting board, then stepped aside to make room for him.
"Then wash your hands first."
Yu Chen walked to the pool and turned on the tap to rinse his hands.
Water dripped from his fingertips, spreading out in a small patch on the cutting board.
Su Wuli glanced at the water stain, then at his hand.
"Dry it off." She pointed to the towel next to her.
He picked up a towel, wiped his hands, put it back down, and stood in front of the cutting board.
The cutting board wasn't big, and the two people stood together, shoulder to shoulder.
Su Wuli divided the dough in her hand in half and pushed one half to him.
But he just stared at the white, mushy thing on the cutting board without moving it.
"Knead," Su Wuli reminded her.
He pressed his palm down on the dough and gave it a little push.
Su Wuli flipped her dough over and continued kneading.
He watched her movements, then pressed down on his dough again, but it still cracked.
"That's not how it is." She put down her dough, walked over to him, and placed her hand on the back of his hand.
His hands were very big, and her hands were so small that they couldn't cover her at all.
You can only press his fingers.
Su Wuli guided his hand, folding the dough from the edge towards the center and pressing it down...
His fingers followed her movements, and the dough slowly changed shape in her palm.
It changed from flat to round, and the crack closed up.
"that's all."
Su Wuli placed her hand on the back of his hand, her fingertips were pink, and her nails were neatly trimmed.
Yu Chen glanced at it, then raised his hand and placed Su Wuli's dough ball into his own.
He was stronger than her, and having mastered the technique, he could knead her much more easily than she could.
Su Wuli also had some free time, as kneading dough for a long time was indeed quite tiring.
Seeing that it was about right, she said, "That's enough, put it here."
Yu Chen put the dough into the basin, covered it with a damp cloth, and pushed it aside.
A thin layer of powder was sprinkled on the cutting board, like freshly fallen snow.
Yu Chen stood to the side, his hands covered in flour, his fingers white as if covered in frost.
He looked down at his hands, then at her.
Su Wuli's nose was covered in powder again, and the white mark that had been rubbed off earlier had reappeared.
He smiled slightly, raised his hand and brushed the pink mark off her nose.
Su Wuli subconsciously shrank back.
"You have powder on your hands too," she said, puffing out her cheeks.