Whispers to the Soul: Surrendering to Love Snare
Chapter 62: Househusband Young Master Lin (2)

Chapter 62: Chapter 62: Househusband Young Master Lin (2)

How did he end up wearing a Grey Wolf apron in his own kitchen? Quickly, An Nan pieced together last night’s events in her mind and started to feel a headache. Now that this man is awake, he should hurry up and leave. What is this situation?

Lin Mubai immediately knew when the little woman appeared behind him, but he didn’t turn around right away because he wanted to see her reaction upon seeing him. He waited for a moment, and it remained quiet behind him. If not for the occasional sound of breathing that drifted to his ears, he would have thought she had left.

Alright, since she’s not saying anything, he decided to take the initiative.

As Lin Mubai turned around, he was met with a stunning sight. He felt all the heat in his body rush to a certain part, causing him to forget how to breathe, forget what he wanted to say, and simply stare intensely at the person in front of him. If not for the last thread of rationality he desperately clung to, he would have already stepped forward and tightly embraced her.

An Nan finally snapped out of her daze, noticing the unusual atmosphere. She lowered her head and followed his gaze. She let out a scream, turning and rushing back to her room.

How did it come to this? How did it come to this? She was standing in front of a man wearing pajamas. Would he think she was a promiscuous woman?

Crying sounds continuously came from the room. The man in the kitchen smiled slightly, turned around to continue what he was doing, then abruptly placed his spatula down, feeling deflated, and headed to the bathroom in the living room.

In the bathroom, Lin Mubai looked at a certain part of his body that refused to calm down and silently sighed, "Just hold on for a month, only a month. I’ll definitely make sure that woman feeds both of us well."

When An Nan changed her clothes and returned to the living room, she saw the table set with bowls and utensils and a simple meal of four dishes and a soup, the sight incredibly appetizing.

Looking at the home-cooked dishes on the table, her thoughts drifted afar once again. Just how long had it been since such a cozy scene appeared at her home, waking up to delicious meals ready to eat? This memory seemed so distant, so long ago that she almost forgot what it felt like.

Her eyes suddenly felt sore and hot, and she struggled to keep her tears from falling, forcing a stiff curve at her lips.

Lin Mubai scooped two bowls of rice and returned to the table, noticing a little woman standing by the table with a crestfallen expression. His heart ached inexplicably, and he furrowed his brows.

His steps paused for a moment, then he continued to bring the bowls and utensils to the table. "Not hungry? Sit down and eat."

The pleasant voice immediately caught An Nan’s attention. She turned her head and stared at the man in front of her, almost unable to recognize him.

In the sunlight, she could clearly see the man had a pair of long, almond-shaped eyes, the kind that attracted peach blossoms. His high nose bridge and thin lips formed a line tinged with a lovely blush, which implied the owner of such lips must be a cool person. As these attractive features combined into a handsome face, she noticed his forehead glistened with tiny beads of sweat, possibly due to his recent activity in the kitchen.

After being stared at for a long time, Lin Mubai touched his high nose bridge and joked, "Why are you looking at me? Can you get full just by looking at me?"

An Nan’s face instantly flushed red. She was staring at a man younger than herself in a daze, and she got caught in the act—it was so embarrassing.