Chapter 768: Chapter 768: Husband-Chasing Plan Step 1 (Part 4)
He raised his hand to rub his temples, standing under the showerhead, letting the hot water spray from it flow over every part of his body.
Then he closed his eyes, enjoying a comfortable and relaxing moment.
Yet somehow, images began to flash in his mind, of Song Yinyin’s smooth, fair back, her slender waist, her curvy hips, and parts he hadn’t seen but somehow seemed familiar...
These were scenes he hadn’t seen just now, so why did his mind feel a sense of déjà vu?
Maybe it’s because they had been more intimate before, so when his body was close to Song Yinyin’s skin, it naturally reacted?
Too unbelievable...
The hot water flowing over his body was like thousands of tiny hands caressing Lu Jihan all over, making him feel the blood coursing through his veins.
Damn it! Just a touch of her lips, and his body reacted so strongly?!
Lu Jihan couldn’t help but curse.
He immediately switched the hot water to cold, and instantly the cold water soaked him, sending a shiver through him.
Soon, his body temperature cooled, and the previous reaction returned to normal. It was as if a breath had been let out; Lu Jihan turned off the tap, dried the cold water off his body, and wrapped himself in a towel.
He got dressed and opened the bathroom door again. When he walked out to the living room, the air was filled with a smell as if something was burning.
Turning his head, he saw thick smoke billowing from the kitchen, with a concentrated smell of burnt oil in the air, distinctly acrid.
What’s going on?
Could it be a fire?
Alarm bells rang in Lu Jihan’s mind, and he rushed over to see what was happening.
As he reached the kitchen door and looked inside, he didn’t see any flames but heard a few disappointed sighs from a woman.
As he got closer, he finally saw the figure standing by the countertop, staring blankly at a sizzling frying pan.
Looking over at the counter, it was an absolute mess.
"Are you planning to burn down the entire hotel and make me a murder suspect?" Lu Jihan couldn’t help but mock.
Song Yinyin turned her head, realizing that Lu Jihan had come out at some point, her pretty face flushed red.
"I’m sorry, it’s just... I’m not familiar with the setting here, and the ingredients are not quite complete, it affected my performance... Maybe you could wait a bit, let me adjust..."
She laughed awkwardly.
Lu Jihan’s forehead wrinkled in three lines: "What can you cook? Or rather, what’s the best dish you can make?"
"Um, fried eggs I suppose?"
Helplessly, he covered his forehead with his hand: "Just make some fried eggs, I’ll handle the rest."
"How could I let you do that? After all, you’re the patient, I don’t feel right..."
Before Song Yinyin could finish, Lu Jihan looked at her coldly and said, "If you don’t want both of us to go hungry tonight, or if you’d rather just set this place on fire, then be my guest and continue."
"..."
Song Yinyin didn’t speak any further, resignedly handing the kitchen over to Lu Jihan.
Lu Jihan looked at the ingredients on the counter, quickly made a decision, and began rolling up his sleeves, getting busy.
Song Yinyin stood at the kitchen doorway, half leaning against the door frame.
In the kitchen, the side view of the man standing by the counter was the most familiar silhouette and facial outline to her.
She saw him taking off his jacket, rolling up his shirt sleeves, grabbing a knife and a few potatoes, swiftly peeling them, and slicing them into thin strips.