Tinge packed up the bowls and chopsticks and came out. Seeing Creamy looking at him warmly, burning as if she was going to eat someone.Tinge suddenly felt embarrassed and he flushed.
What kind of gaze was this?
Tinge was embarrassed for his diligence.
Creamysuddenly looked down and laughed out loud. Tinge walked over and forcefully held her palm. He pinched it hard. Creamysmiled even more complacently.
Jensen walked out with the last bowl of soup. Seeing that Creamywas smiling happily, he hurriedly helped his boss gain a sense of presence. "Miss Creamy, boss is very good at cooking. You can taste delicious meals he cooks in the future. I've only eaten a few meals he cooked for all these years."
Creamy smiled, "Yes, I can tell."
"Don't talk too much. Have the meal." Tinge was already very embarrassed. Jensen still wanted to say a few more words, so he immediately showed the boss's dignity.
Jensen's heart skipped a beat. Tinge didn't like to be praised. How could he forget this?
They sat at the table and had dinner. Tinge and Creamy knew from Jensenthat the illness of Lyre's father had greatly improved. Lyre decided to ask someone to help manage the restaurant when her father was completely well, and then she would come to Jensen. They would register for marriage.
Creamy watched their love blossom and bear fruit and sincerely blessed them.
In the evening, Jensen quickly packed up and left after the meal. He couldn't disturb the boss's happy time.
Tinge sat on the sofa and looked at the woman sitting beside him. He looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "It's after nine o'clock. When are you coming home?"
"Are you going to chase me away?" Creamy curled up her lips unhappily.
"I just don't think you should go back too late." How could Tinge be willing to rush? He wished she could not leave and stay.
"Then it's already so late … How about I don't go back today?" Creamy immediately squeezed towards him with a smile.
Tinge: "…"
"What? You don't welcome me to stay?" Creamy 's smiling face instantly disappeared.
Tinge sighed helplessly. He reached out to hold her arm and gently pinched it, "How could I not welcome you? However, your family knows that you're back today. If you don't go home, would that be not so good?"
"Then I told my mother I would come back tomorrow." Creamy chuckled. She had changed her mind when she was about to board the plane. She wanted to stay in Tinge's new home for a night.
"Really?" A trace of ecstasy flashed across the man's eyes.
"Yes." Creamyflushed with embarrassment. She leaned into his arms, "Of course, I want to accompany you more."
Tinge's heart was filled with her little intentions. He finally no longer considered too much and reached out to hug her. He even let her sit on his lap.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Tinge began to ask questions, and he was depressed all night.
Creamy rolled her eyes, "Do I have to tell you everything?"
"That's right. If you said it, I wouldn't be surprised." Tinge reached out to pinch her chin and kissed her warmly.
Creamy had no choice but to kiss him obediently. However, the next second, she took the initiative to put her arms around his neck, kissing him more warmly.
After a while, they parted breathlessly. Tinge said in a hoarse voice, "Go sit on the balcony upstairs. I'll bring some wine up."
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