92: Chapter 92 Strawberry

Lin Chuyan hardly had to spend any effort to make Manager Song Mei believe his words.

In fact, the reason his secret identity as Lin Mo hadn't been exposed yet was purely because no one had thought in that direction.

After all, who would believe that a person like Lin Chuyan could suddenly become a Songwriting expert?

But as he continued to develop in the entertainment industry, and as everyone saw his changes, the exposure of his Lin Mo identity was, so to speak, inevitable and only a matter of time.

Never treat the masses like fools; otherwise, you will be the fool.

While cleaning up the coffee she had accidentally knocked over, Manager Song Mei smiled very intimately, no longer having her previous attitude: "Xingxing is very busy with work, and you will surely be very busy in the future. I don't have any requirements for you two, just that when you are separated, you should be able to stand in each other's shoes when encountering difficulties, be tolerant of one another, and keep going together."

From looking down to looking eye-to-eye, Lin Chuyan saw the change in Manager Song Mei's attitude.

However, this was just human nature, and he didn't feel there was anything wrong with it—everyone was doing it for Ruan Xingyu's sake; they just had different perspectives, so their methods were different too.

The reassurance had been given, and Lin Chuyan also made a promise: "I cherish this relationship more than anyone else, and I believe Xingxing feels the same."

"Alright, I won't disturb you two lovebirds on your date. Speaking of which, at this hour, Xingxing should be arriving soon, right?"

Ruan Xingyu was still on the plane.

Thinking about seeing her boyfriend soon, she happily hummed a song in her heart.

This time, the two of them were meeting at her place again.

After all, with only one day to spend together, no one wanted to go out and wander around aimlessly.

There was no internet on the plane, so Ruan Xingyu started organizing her phone's photo album.

This was a habit she had every time she flew.

However, this time, it was a bit different from before—there were many more photos of her boyfriend in the album.

Sliding her finger, looking through them one by one, emmm... might as well create an exclusive album for him.

In her memory, she didn't seem to have saved that many, so why, after opening the album, did she find him everywhere?

A portion of them she had saved from Lin Chuyan's own Weibo and his super topic.

Weibo was fine, but those freshly baked airport photos in the super topic were really easy to miss if you didn't follow it.

In the photos, he was wearing a thick down jacket, looking a bit cute.

Another portion was photos of Lin Chuyan that she took daily.

On the night of their confession, the two of them even took a photo together at home.

That day, they were in a good mood, and both of them smiled so sweetly, so the resulting photo looked even better; no matter how she looked at it, it was pleasing to the eye.

The last part was videos.

The first-class cabin was very quiet, and Ruan Xingyu quietly put on her Bluetooth earphones, intending to watch her boyfriend's Bilibili livestream again.

Sometimes she listened to the songs, but sometimes her focus fell on his hands.

Lin Chuyan's fingers were long and slender, with distinct knuckles.

Looking up, his nails were trimmed short and were very clean.

His broad palm covered the strings, and the moment his fingers swept across them, it seemed to sweep into her heart as well.

Ruan Xingyu inexplicably thought of the three words "sexual tension," so she kept rewinding this segment and watched it many times over.

Looking at the time again, she inexplicably felt that today's flight was flying a bit slowly.

On Lin Chuyan's side, he was still dividing the sausages.

Wu Yue said to give some to his girlfriend, but he suddenly discovered a blind spot—yes, his girlfriend needed some, but didn't his girlfriend's parents need some too?

How much could Ruan Xingyu eat on her own? The most important thing was to let her uncle and aunt try some!

Thinking this, he packed a bit more.

He was going to his girlfriend's house in a while, so how about... he just cooked a few dishes himself? He could also eat the sausage while he was at it; he was really craving that taste.

In his past life, Lin Chuyan's cooking skills were decent, but since transmigrating, he hadn't stepped into a kitchen yet, so this was a perfect chance to show off for his girlfriend.

When he thought of something, he did it; he immediately went downstairs.

He remembered there was a supermarket not far from his home; he had seen it on the way from his house to Teacher Ruan's home.

Make tomato scrambled eggs, lemon pan-fried chicken, and slice up some spicy sausage. For two people, three dishes were enough.

By the time all the ingredients and seasonings were ready, Ruan Xingyu's call came through.

"I've arrived!"

"At home or at the airport?"

"Just landed!"

Lin Chuyan smiled as he came out of the supermarket: "Control your emotions, Teacher Ruan."

"Hmph, hurry home!"

"Why? Aren't you still at the airport? In such a rush?"

"I didn't..." Ruan Xingyu's voice unconsciously lowered, sounding a bit like she was acting spoiled, "You go over first, okay? That way, when you arrive home, I'll be there soon too~"

Lin Chuyan's heart immediately softened: "Okay."

"I'll give you the passcode, the passcode is ******"

Lin Chuyan didn't act coy: "Alright, I'll head over first, be safe on the road."

"Good boy~ mua~"

He hailed a taxi and headed straight to Ruan Xingyu's home. When he arrived at the residential complex entrance, he was, as expected, stopped by security, and it was Wen Qi who called to open the gate for him.

"Brother-in-law, ah no, wait, Brother Chuyan, just give the phone to the security guard, I'll talk to him and it'll be fine~"

Accidentally letting it slip, Wen Qi stuck out her tongue.

"Call me brother-in-law, and I'll send you a red envelope for the New Year."

"Brother-in-law! My good brother-in-law! You're the best!"

"Hahahaha!"

He went upstairs, entered the password, and the door opened in response.

He put the ingredients and seasonings in the kitchen and checked the time; starting to prepare now should be just about right.

However.

He couldn't help but take a photo first and send it to Ruan Xingyu.

Xingxing: "???"

Lin: "Didn't expect that, did you? Your boyfriend can actually cook, hands on hips.JPG"

Xingxing: "Want to eat!!!"

Lin: "[Seduce]"

Xingxing: "How come you can do everything! Worship.jpg"

Putting down his phone, Lin Chuyan first put the rice on to cook—adding a few drops of oil to the rice would make the cooked grains distinct and smell even more fragrant.

Thinking for a moment, he took out diced chicken thigh, poured in light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, oyster sauce, black pepper, and starch, then mixed it well to marinate.

Washing his hands, he continued to prepare the tomatoes, cilantro, onions, lemons, eggs, and so on.

Finally, he took out the sausages, washed them, and threw them into the water to boil; boiling for 20 minutes would be about right.

After everything was ready, just as he was about to leave the kitchen, a pair of fair and tender arms suddenly wrapped around his waist from behind.

Pressed tight.

Lin Chuyan's body stiffened, but he immediately relaxed.

Immediately after, he felt his back being uncomfortably pressed by her chest.

So his body stiffened again, and he had no choice but to change the subject to distract himself.

"Ruan Xingyu, are you a little cat? You walk without making a sound."

The woman behind him didn't speak, just hugged him tighter, and then let out a satisfied sigh.

"It's so good."

Lin Chuyan laughed: "What's good?"

Struggling slightly, he turned around, met her eyes, and pulled her into a hug—he had promised that after they met, he would give her a big, tight hug.

Ruan Xingyu's arms remained wrapped around his waist without letting go, her upper body leaning against him, her eyes looking up at him with focus, as if she were seriously counting his eyelashes.

"Everything is good."

"Since I'm being so good, is there any reward?"

Ruan Xingyu giggled: "Then close your eyes."

Take advice, and you'll be well-fed.

If a girl says she wants to reward you, you'd better be obedient.

Lin Chuyan obediently closed his eyes.

After losing his vision, his other senses were infinitely amplified.

A pair of hands slowly climbed up from his waist, from his chest, then to his neck, and then touched his face.

Lin Chuyan only felt a bit ticklish, and just when he thought he was about to be kissed.

The next second.

His neck was suddenly sucked on hard.

Aching, numb.

Hiss...

Lin Chuyan opened his eyes.

His girlfriend's little head was still buried in his neck, refusing to come out.

"Ruan Xingyu, you've got some nerve!"

A mumbling voice came from his neck:

"I'll reward you with a strawberry; anyway, your filming has wrapped up, what are you afraid of~"