e from her bag, putting it into Shen Yian's hand."Yian, from now on, please take good care of Song Lin. This is a little token of appreciation from me, your mother-in-law."Shen Yian suspiciously opene...Here.

Song Rin stood up, his arm passing through Shen Yian's shoulder, encircling her and clicking the mouse on her hand.

Shen Yian stared at the face approaching his, forgetting to breathe for a moment.

Song Lin said indifferently, "Watch the computer, watch me do anything"

Shen Yian stumbled, unconsciously tapping a few times. The screen went black.

"I... I... turned it off."

Song Lin's expression looked quite complicated. He rubbed his brow and said, "Twelve thousand two, thirty-two classes."

Shen Yian admired his memory. He just glanced at him and said, "Hmm hmm. I'll ask about the registration process tomorrow."

"Don't worry too much, I'm still here at home." Song Lin blurted out.

After he finished speaking, he himself was taken aback, not understanding why he would say such intimate words.

Shen Yi looked at him in surprise, didn't ask much, and nodded cautiously: "Yeah."

A vague and charged atmosphere hung between them. Their eyes met, and they could even hear each other's breaths.

Song Lin looked at the woman in front of him. Her clear eyes, and her skin that flushed a faint red for a moment, made the freckles on her nose even more vivid.

Shen Yian also noticed Song Lin's deep gaze, nervously pursed her lips. It was this tiny gesture that caused Song Lin to slowly approach her.

What does he want to do

Wouldn't you want to kiss her

Shen Yian nervously clenched his hand, but did not dodge.

Just as the atmosphere was about to ignite, Shen Yinan's phone rang. She jolted awake as if from a dream, whacking Song Lin on the forehead with a thud and standing up abruptly.

Song Lin gritted his teeth, a hint of forbearance appearing on his stern face. He covered his head and straightened his body.

Shen Yian, you're really something!

"Mr. Song, I'm sorry, I have to take a call."

She picked up the phone, only to find that it was Mr. Shao calling her personally.

"Ms. Shen, we have scheduled an interview for this afternoon. Would that work for you"

"Sure."

"Then I'll send you the interview draft right away. If there are some sensitive topics, you can let us know in advance." Shao said.

Okay, okay, thanks for your help, Mr. Shao.

"Of course, this time because you were willing to give us an exclusive interview, our magazine was able to regain some reputation. Rest assured, the company has also punished Jiang Qingshu, she has been demoted from her position and is now just an ordinary employee."

"Well, thank you." Shen Yian said calmly.

Then see you tomorrow.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Yian awkwardly looked at Song Lin with his phone in hand.

"Mr. Song, are you alright"

"What do you think" Song Lin lowered his hand from his forehead and revealed a smile.

Shen Yi followed suit and touched his own forehead, finding a bump there as well.

Seeing this, she let out a giggle: “Should I... go boil an egg and knead it”

"Aren't you leaving yet Are you planning to go on camera like this tomorrow" Song Lin said impatiently.

Shen Yian smiled and entered the kitchen, taking out the fifteen-minute boiled eggs.

"Here you go," she said, peeling it and handing it to Song Lin.

"I can't see it."

"I can't see mine either, I have to go to the bathroom and look in the mirror." Shen Yi'an said helplessly.

"Come here."

"Oh......Ah......"

Shen Yian was pulled to sit beside Song Lin, a hot egg placed on his forehead, it felt quite comfortable.

"Are you feeling better" Song Lin asked.

"Mm." Shen Yian took a breath and nodded, lowering her eyes, but she could clearly feel Song Lin looking at her.

She couldn't help but lick her lips, inexplicably thinking about what had just happened.

Suddenly, Song Lin's grip tightened abruptly. The next second, her forehead ached and burned.

Song Lin actually mashed all the eggs, and the yolk directly fell into Shen Yi'an's hand,

Shen Yian took the yolk and without much thought, shoved it directly into his mouth.

Song Lin's voice was hoarse: "Dirty or not"

Shen Yian looked up at him, "It's not dirty, I washed my face when I came back."

Song Lin frowned, suppressing his emotions, and immediately stood up.

Get some rest.

Looking at Song Lin leaving, Shen Yi'an reached out and said: "Mr. Song, your egg."

Here you go.

Song Lin entered the room without looking back.""Hmm.""I didn't expect you to make beef fried rice.""Takeout." Song Lin hesitated not.「......」Well, at least Song Lin didn't lie to her, and he didn't wake her up to cook.She often heard her female c...