77: Chapter 77 Kiss Her

Song Yuan put his phone on speaker to talk to her, then started the car and merged into traffic.

"What do you need the aromatherapy for?"

"For a candlelight dinner. Wouldn't that be more atmospheric?"

Song Yuan thought for a moment. The aromatherapy Gu Shiyuan gave him originally came as a pair, and he had taken both. One had been used, and the other...

"Shiyu, it might be in the nightstand drawer."

"Okay, I'll look for it. Come back quickly."

After hanging up, Song Yuan sped up.

Meanwhile, Gu Shiyu found the remaining aromatherapy in the drawer. She brought it to her nose and inhaled; it was a familiar scent that warmed her heart.

Gu Shiyu had attended university abroad and knew how to cook some Western dishes.

She had arranged for ingredients to be delivered in advance and was just waiting for Song Yuan to return before she started cooking. This was her first time cooking for someone else.

Before preparing the main course, Gu Shiyu decided to make a cake. Baking desserts was her hobby; she had specifically learned it during her university years to pass the time, and her skills were quite good.

Just as she placed the cake batter into the oven and set the temperature, she heard the sound of the door opening from outside.

Gu Shiyu quickly tidied the kitchen, dried her hands, and walked out, meeting Song Yuan's gaze.

Song Yuan looked at her, his gaze momentarily stunned. Just as he had imagined, Gu Shiyu was now wearing an apron, her long hair tied back, and her face even had a bit of flour on it.

She was cooking. At this moment, she had shed her aura of a professional elite businesswoman, looking like a virtuous wife and loving mother.

Song Yuan changed his shoes and walked over, grabbing a tissue from the table to wipe her face.

Gu Shiyu looked up, and Song Yuan held her head with one hand.

"Don't move, you have flour on your face."

Gu Shiyu cooperated, remaining still until he finished wiping, then asked,

"Is it clean now?"

Song Yuan examined her face closely, then deliberately said,

"Let me see again. It looks like there's some on your lips too."

Gu Shiyu looked puzzled.

"My lips?"

No sooner had she spoken than Song Yuan kissed her lips.

He gently ground his lips against hers, as if savoring a taste.

This time, his kiss was incredibly tender. Only after her lips became numb did he slowly deepen the kiss.

Gu Shiyu initially gripped the sides of his T-shirt, then wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, responding to him.

They kissed for so long that the oven beeped. Gu Shiyu turned her head, breaking away from him.

"My cake is ready."

A hint of surprise flashed in Song Yuan's eyes.

"You can bake cakes too?"

"Of course, it's my specialty! Today is a day worth celebrating. Buying one from outside would be too perfunctory; making it myself feels more special."

Song Yuan released her and followed her into the kitchen.

Gu Shiyu put on heat-resistant gloves and took out the steaming hot cake base. She had already prepared the cream and now needed to pipe it.

Song Yuan stood beside her, watching her work. Her movements were skilled and meticulous. With one hand, she operated the turntable, quickly covering the cake base with a layer of white cream.

Next, she switched to red fruit jam to write on the cake.

Song Yuan walked behind her and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

"What do you want to write?"

Gu Shiyu thought for a moment, then turned to look at him.

"Wishing my Mr. Song a brilliant future! Just write 'brilliant future'!"

Gu Shiyu used the piping bag to write those four characters. Washed blueberries were embedded on top, a simple fruit cake representing her sincerest wishes for him.

Song Yuan hugged her from behind. He hadn't expected to receive a cake upon returning home; it was also the first gift he had received today.

"Shiyu, don't be busy yet. I have something for you."

Song Yuan pulled out the exquisite small box from his pocket, opened it, and presented it to her.

"From now on, every small step of success I achieve, I will buy you a gift."

Gu Shiyu's eyes lit up.

"It's beautiful! It goes perfectly with my white dress. Then I hope I receive even more gifts!"

"Of course!"

Gu Shiyu glanced out the window. The sun had set, leaving only the afterglow of twilight. It would be dark soon, and dinner could be prepared.

She took the aromatherapy she had found earlier, lit it, and placed it next to the cake on the dining table.

"You go take a shower first. I'll prepare dinner; it'll be ready soon."

Song Yuan kissed her forehead.

"Okay."

Gu Shiyu returned to the kitchen, took out the pre-prepared steaks and put them in the pan. The pre-dressed vegetable salad was placed on the table. She also made a French onion soup and put the prepared escargots into the oven. The steaks could be flipped.

By the time she had placed all the dishes on the table, Song Yuan had just finished showering and emerged wrapped in a bathrobe.

The sun had completely set. Gu Shiyu turned off the dining room lights, leaving only one light on the balcony.

On the dining table, the aromatherapy flame flickered, and the light was warm and inviting.

They sat facing each other.

Song Yuan tasted her cooking; the flavor was decent.

He had cooked dinner for her the day before, and today he was eating the dinner she made. It was at this moment that Song Yuan truly felt they were seriously living life together.

The emotional value he had anticipated today, she had exceeded it.

"Shiyu, thank you!"

This was the most unforgettable Western meal Song Yuan had ever eaten.

Song Yuan poured the newly bought wine, and they clinked glasses under the candlelight.

Gu Shiyu didn't drink much, but a blush spread across her cheeks. She looked at Song Yuan and asked,

"Don't you think this aromatherapy scent is very special? It makes one feel... happy, and a little warm too?"

Song Yuan froze for a moment. Initially, he hadn't thought there was anything special about this aromatherapy, but with Gu Shiyu's reminder, he recalled their wedding night...

A guess popped into his mind: his junior brother had given this to him. Could this be something special?

He had asked Gu Shiyuan for the link several times, but that kid had been evasive and never gave it to him.

Song Yuan now felt that this was definitely not ordinary aromatherapy!

"Shiyu, should we extinguish the aromatherapy first?"

Gu Shiyu disagreed. She reached across the table and held Song Yuan's hand, as if needing some skin contact to finish this meal.

The main course was mostly eaten. Gu Shiyu's voice was also a few shades softer than usual, with a hint of playful coquetry.

"Song Yuan, let's cut the cake!"

Song Yuan took the baking knife from beside them and cut a slice. Gu Shiyu was already standing beside him, holding a plate with both hands, like a child asking for candy.

Gu Shiyu dipped her index finger in a little cream and dabbed it on his lips.

"Taste it."

Song Yuan paused, then, as if a wire had crossed in his brain, he gently bit her fingertip in that position.

Perhaps his reaction to the aromatherapy was a little delayed; he was only now feeling hot all over, his entire body plummeting.

"Shiyu..."

He put down what was in his hands, hooked his arm around her slender waist, and pulled her close, completely disregarding the cake she was still holding.

Song Yuan lowered his head and kissed her. Unlike the previous time, this was a passionate, urgent kiss, his raw desire completely undisguised, unable to even wait to get to the bedroom.

Gu Shiyu clung to him, breathing softly. The cake had been haphazardly placed back on the table.

"Shiyu, let's just do it here in the dining room..."

Gu Shiyu responded to him with a passionate kiss.

Just as he was about to make his next move, the sound of the door opening echoed.

Song Yuan turned around, completely frozen in embarrassment.