Pampering my cute pet

Chapter 8 : Feeding

Shen Qingzhou looked at the disoriented girl in front of him. Her inky pupils were still unfocused...

His gaze held against hers for a few seconds, then shifted to the two pet dogs that had been roused by their voices. Red Bean and Yu Diandian had rested themselves against each other by his leg, and were looking at him with their little heads raised. Their Samoyed smiles were the cutest he'd ever seen.

Shen Qingzhou paused and looked at Yu Wan again. Why did he feel like he was raising three pets in his house...

Strangely, the chilliness on Shen Qingzhou's expression eased.

But Yu Wan's immediate reaction was to frantically let go of him, jump from the sofa, and say awkwardly to Shen Qingzhou: "Sorry, I fell asleep by accident, wait just a moment! I'll go make dinner right away."

It wasn't until she ran into the kitchen that Yu Wan realized something. Upon first glance, Shen Qingzhou's expression was very cold, but it seemed to have warmed slightly afterwards. That... Couldn't have been because of her random hugging, right?

In the living room, Shen Qingzhou looked at Yu Wan's panicked silhouette. A thin smile formed on his lips, then disappeared as quickly as it emerged.

Shen Qingzhou sat down on his sofa. His furniture, usually used by him and no one else, was still warm with Yu Wan's temperature. It felt peculiar, because her warmth seemed to linger on his waist, too. Shen Qingzhou wasn't very familiar with this sensation, so he went to the air conditioner and turned it down two degrees.

As he put the remote back on the coffee table, Shen Qingzhou's gaze fell upon the documents. The words "Underworld of Wolves" were stenciled very clearly on the cover. He picked it up and randomly flipped through. The papers were riddled with meticulous notes like an ant hill, and the writer's care and dedication could easily be seen. Shen Qingzhou flipped to the last page and saw the two words "Weiwan" written at the bottom.

Weiwan, Yu Wan.

Shen Qingzhou stared at the girl in the kitchen. So it was her, all along.

"Three dishes and a soup, complete." Yu Wan took her apron off and set two bowls of rice on the table.

Shen Qingzhou sat down on a chair and examined the dishes. Twice-cooked pork, sauteed green beans, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a mushroom soup. Though they were common household dishes, they were made very delicately and were impeccable.

Yu Wan rested her chin against her palm. "Have a taste."

Shen Qingzhou picked up his chopsticks and took a bite. Yu Wan's gaze lingered on his hand holding his chopsticks. She felt that his slow though elegant pace was extremely attractive.

"It's not bad, right?" At least, Yu Wan was still confident in her cooking abilities.