Extreme Love

Chapter 133 The God Who Looks Down on Everything in the World

Lin Ting smiled and said, "Yes, not only my daughter, but my wife will also be very happy."

She caught a picture of Han Yan smiling warmly, although it was only for a moment.

She came to the bedroom opposite and said happily, "I want to stay in this room today. I want to be a little princess."

"today?"

She seemed to suddenly realize something and quickly explained, "No, I mean, I prefer the Hello Kitty style. I don't mean to bother you again in the future."

She didn't know if it was Lin Ting's illusion, but as soon as she finished speaking, she found that Han Yan's face had returned to its usual indifferent look.

He didn't have many facial expressions and his eyes barely moved, so it was simply a fantasy to expect people to understand what he was thinking.

Lin Ting nodded, thinking that the look on Han Yan's face just now was probably an illusion.

Han Yan wasn't interested in what she was thinking, so he just asked, "What do you usually eat in the evening, rice or porridge?"

"All right." Lin Ting took out his phone: "Order takeout, I'll treat you."

His house was cold and deserted, without a trace of homely atmosphere. I guess he didn't cook.

Lu Tingxuan also told us not to cause trouble for Han Yan, so we could only order takeout.

"Then cook some millet porridge and stir-fry a few dishes." After saying that, Han Yan went into the master bedroom.

Two minutes later, when he came out in his home clothes, Lin Ting was still stunned. She asked, "Are you sure you want to cook?"

"Ah."

Lin Ting happily followed him downstairs to the kitchen. When he opened the refrigerator, he saw the ingredients neatly sorted inside.

The kitchen was spotless. Lin Ting really couldn't imagine how he cleaned it after cooking. There was really no trace of cooking left.

This is probably no longer a level that can be achieved through simple obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Lin Ting asked: "Do you usually clean this house yourself?"

"Not entirely. Housekeeping comes to our house regularly."

Lin Ting asked again: "Now, do you need my help with anything?"

"unnecessary."

Lin Ting looked at Han Yan wearing an apron and cooking in the kitchen. Somehow, he felt like laughing and sighing.

The following image emerged in her mind: a god who looked down upon everything in the world descended to the mortal world and experienced the life of an ordinary person.

There are no blind spots in all directions and no shortcomings can be found.

A character like a banished immortal.

Han Yan's cooking skills are simply amazing. Lin Ting even suspects that he was a professional chef in the past.

She couldn't help but sigh: "Whoever becomes your wife in the future will definitely be the result of good deeds done by their ancestors."

"What do you mean?" Han Yan asked.

"Huh?" Lin Ting took a sip of porridge and said, "Don't you say you don't talk while eating?"

Han Yan wiped his mouth lightly, then began to clear the dishes and said, "We're done eating."

Lin Ting rattled off Han Yan's strengths: "He's handsome, capable, calm, can cook, and is romantic..." She thought for a moment and added, "If I had to find a flaw, it's that you talk too little. This makes people think you're difficult to get along with."

Han Yan said as he cleaned the table, "Is being quiet a weakness?"

"Of course, you can keep a low profile outside so people can't see through you, but if you're still like that at home, life will get boring after a while." Lin Ting also walked into the kitchen with the dishes and chopsticks: "You can't let your future family members keep nagging at a huge iceberg every day. That would be so tiring."

"are you tired?"

Lin Ting was stunned for a moment, speechless. Then she said, "I personally don't care. I can speak or remain silent. I'm referring to your future family." She patiently explained, "For example, your future wife and children will definitely expect you to communicate with them more."

"Ah."

Lin Ting: “…”

"Hmm, hmm!" She said so much, but he didn't listen to a single word. She was trying to persuade him unnecessarily.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang in the living room.

Lin Ting shouted into the kitchen: "A guest is coming."

Han Yan responded, "Someone's here to deliver something. Just sign for it."

"Oh." After he said that, Lin Ting had no choice but to walk to the gate in a daze.

Wow, she had felt something was wrong before. It turned out that she couldn’t open the door just now, but now she opened it easily.

He locked it on purpose!