Chapter 691: Chapter 691: Now You Can’t Run Away
His voice, accentuated by the night, grew even more magnetic and husky, carrying an indescribable elegance and heart-fluttering charm.
Since it was her boyfriend, Tong Yan naturally was unreserved, ordering several dishes in one go, "Tomato scrambled eggs, West Lake vinegar fish, sweet and sour pork..."
Bo Yimo’s eyes were indulgent, as gentle as a pool of spring water, "Baby, what reward will you give for this?"
A reward, huh...
Tong Yan’s eyes sparkled with a playful light, she tiptoed and pressed a kiss on his thin lips, "This is the reward, I..."
Bo Yimo hooked her waist with one hand, pulling her into his embrace, his lips curling up into a tender smile, "Baby, this is how it should be."
After speaking, he bowed his head and kissed her deeply.
After an uncertain amount of time, the two finally parted, Tong Yan being kissed to the point of disorientation, her cheeks slightly flushed, her eyes a bit dazed.
Bo Yimo pinched her cheek, giving a doting smile, turning to open the fridge and start getting busy.
These dishes were bought by Little Nine not long ago at Bo Yimo’s request.
Tong Yan moved a small stool, sat at the kitchen door, resting her chin in her palm, watching her man bustling about, a sense of happiness welling up from within—this was the feeling of peaceful times.
Her man was truly the best, boyfriend-power MAX, always ready for home and travel.
Bo Yimo’s speed was swift, completing several dishes in less than half an hour.
On the table, there were three dishes and a soup, with perfect colors, aromas, and flavors; Tong Yan took a deep breath, giggling, "It smells so good."
Bo Yimo even served her rice and handed it over, "Eat up."
Tong Yan’s eyes turned into lines of joy, happily exclaiming, "Yimo, you’re really great."
Knowing she hadn’t eaten well at night, he had specially prepared for her.
Bo Yimo raised an eyebrow with a light smile, "Only when you’re full will you have the strength to serve me."
At this instant, the meaning of "serve" was self-evident.
The future...
Tong Yan hadn’t realized she was thinking about the future; what she once thought of as just being together was now beginning to consider what’s ahead.
Indeed, a man like this—who wouldn’t like, who wouldn’t want?
Tong Yan ate bowl after bowl, her chopsticks constantly moving to the dishes, while incessantly saying, "Yimo, your cooking is too good. What if I get fat from eating too much?"
She was just trying to express the first part; this culinary skill was comparable to a five-star chef, she asked the second part casually, not expecting Bo Yimo would answer.
"Then you won’t be able to run away."
Then she would be his forever.
Bo Yimo looked at her with gentle eyes, at this moment, making his heart tremble.
Dreamed of countless times, it finally became reality.
It was reality, yet felt like a dream...
Tong Yan’s heart momentarily stopped, then began leaping wildly, this was what heart-fluttering felt like.
All the dishes were devoured by Tong Yan.
Tong Yan ate very contently, volunteering, "Let me wash the dishes."
Bo Yimo glanced at her, "Behave."
Aoww, she was in her menstrual period now; he definitely wouldn’t let her touch cold water.
Tong Yan happily squinted her eyes, giggling, after finishing eating, without wiping, her greasy mouth gave him several kisses on the face, his clean and delicate face was also oily.
Bo Yimo had quite a severe cleanliness fetish, but that was toward others, all principles regarding Tong Yan were exceptions.
He pinched her cheek, "Little rascal."
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