Originally, the uncle wanted to gossip about the relationship between Xinyan and He Jinxuan, but someone came to buy a newspaper.
For a moment, he couldnât open his mouth again.
Back at the small courtyard, He Jinxuan clung to her again.
The two of them sat on the stone bench under the magnolia tree, being lovey-dovey for quite a while.
He Jinxuan held her and leaned against Xinyanâs neck, "Yanyan, I really want to marry you soon."
Xinyan stretched out a hand and pushed his head, "Didnât we agree already? What, are you planning to go back on your word?"
He Jinxuan gave her neck a hard kiss, "You just love to twist my words. I donât want to go back on my word; I just want to live with you properly as soon as possible."
Xinyan just wanted to tease him, as if she didnât know his thoughts, and turned her head to give him a returning kiss on the face, "Well, that depends on your performance."
He Jinxuanâs eyes lit up, and he was instantly filled with excitement, "I knew Yanyan is the best to me."
He didnât chase after Xinyan to ask; he understood in his heart that as long as he was wholeheartedly good to Yanyan, everything he wished for would come true.
Actually, Xinyan didnât have to wait until she graduated to get married, after all, He Jinxuan was already twenty-six this year.
And He Jinxuan found that Xinyan was now wavering, which was full of information, and he was eager to show, "Yanyan, itâs getting late, what do you want to eat? Iâll cook."
Xinyan glanced in the direction of the kitchen, thinking about the ingredients she had previously placed there, "I want twice-cooked pork, and also want garlic spareribs."
He Jinxuan heard these two dishes and knew that the girl must have the ingredients in the kitchen. He dotingly said, "Alright, Iâll go make them."
After saying that, he gave her a kiss on the face, then got up and placed her on the stone bench beside him, "You just sit and wait for food."
Xinyan watched him enter the kitchen; he soon came out again, bringing Xinyan a cup of tea and a small plate of various candied fruits she made herself.
Xinyanâs seat happened to have a view through the kitchen window to see He Jinxuan, and from time to time, they exchanged whimsical glances at each other, sweet enough to draw strings.
After drinking a cup of tea and eating a few candied fruits, Xinyan finally got up and went into the kitchen.
She hugged He Jinxuan, who was marinating ribs, from behind, "How many days can you rest this time?"
He Jinxuan turned his head to look behind him, full of tender affection, "At least more than three days, since after my last trip, I immediately took on another task."
Xinyan rubbed against his back, "Alright, then you donât have to go back to the transport company in the next few days. There are quilts in the wing room; you can just stay here."
He Jinxuan was naturally willing, but he couldnât, he didnât want others gossiping about Xinyan. He suppressed his inner frenzy, "Iâll stay in the main courtyard of the shop over there, just in case there are matters to handle."
Xinyan took a step to the side, tilting her head to look at the blushing He Jinxuan, "Oh, you donât want to live together with me?"
If He Jinxuanâs hands werenât sticky with seasoning, he really wanted her to know the consequences of teasing him, "You clearly know what I think, and youâre teasing me. Just wait, Iâll get you later."
Xinyan laughed, "What are you going to do to me?"
He Jinxuan gave her a âjust wait and seeâ look, quickly finished marinating the ribs, and set them aside.
The two stayed like this, sweetly together, occasionally chatting and laughing, playfully making the meal together.
Originally, they planned to steam rice, but Xinyan wanted lily porridge, so she made a few scallion pancakes instead.
The two of them, deeply in love, finished their meal, He Jinxuan stopped Xinyan from helping, brewed her a cup of hawthorn tea, and then went to clean up the kitchen.