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Chapter 194 The surname is also Lan, what a coincidence, isn't it?
Hearing that it was wontons, Huo Sihan frowned in displeasure, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw that the two large bowls on the dining table were full of wontons.

He has been used to all kinds of delicacies and high-end cuisine since he was a snack, and he doesn't dislike wontons, but he hasn't eaten them since his mother died.

In my memory, only the wontons made by my mother are irreplaceable. No one or a restaurant can make such a taste.

He turned around to leave, but Lan Lin'er hurriedly said, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"Don't eat."

"It's hard for me to cook once..." Looking at the cold and indifferent back, Lan Lin'er lost her face for a while, and muttered, "This is the first time I have cooked since I was a child."

Hearing the sound, Huo Sihan's footsteps stopped like hills.

Turning around, her long and narrow black eyes fell directly on her pure and clean face.

It really surprised him that she could cook.

Looking at that face full of disappointment, his footsteps about to turn around seemed to be held back by something, and he couldn't move no matter what.

After half a sound of silence, he returned to the dining table and sat down on the main seat.

Seeing this, Lan Lin'er immediately smiled with a flowery and jade-like face, and offered the ceramic spoon with both hands very graciously!

"Give!"

Huo Sihan took it, and very slowly put a large wonton into his mouth, chewing on it carefully.

After chewing for a few hours, his calm expression froze suddenly, and his chewing movement stopped instantly.

Lan Lin'er thought that she had made a mistake while cooking, so she couldn't help but glance at the wonton in front of her.

Auntie said that when the water boils, put the wontons in, boil them until they are transparent, and then they can be out of the pan, and then add a little sesame oil.There should be no mistake.

But looking at Huo Sihan's appearance, why does he have such an ugly face?
"What, what's the matter?" For some reason, it was her first time cooking, but she still had some expectations in front of him.

After standing still for a while, Huo Sihan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his tone returned to his usual calm without any ups and downs.

"nothing."

There was such an illusion for a moment, if his mother hadn't passed away, he would really think that these were wontons made by his mother herself.

"Is that delicious?" Lan Lin'er asked cautiously, seeing some strangeness flashing across his face.

"Yeah." The unquestionable answer was very positive.

Lan Lin'er listened, and rolled her eyes with a smile.

He also moved his chopsticks on his own, "I'm right, Auntie Orange's wontons are really delicious."

She stuffed a big one into her mouth, and she ate it with gusto.

"And let me tell you, Aunt Orange is also the same as me, her surname is Lan. It's a coincidence, isn't it?"

She has an innocent and pure face, as if she is not polluted by this world, very innocent.

Huo Sihan's chewing motion froze again, and a slight look of surprise flashed across his calm face.

"What's it called?" he blurted out.

"Lan Li. It's a nice name, right? And she's also pretty!" As for Lan Li, Lan Lin'er liked it, so naturally she was full of praise.

Hearing the name, Huo Sihan's face became calm again.

At the subconscious moment just now, he didn't understand why he had to speak. It is obvious that the dead cannot be resurrected, and his mother is long gone.

He was not very hungry, but he ate the whole bowl of wontons.

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At night, Lan Lin'er just lay down on the bed, drowsy.

Suddenly, there was a warm wet feeling on the lips.

She opened her eyes, and the man's handsome face like a knife was close at hand, and the faint mint scent on his lips was also very refreshing and familiar.

(End of this chapter)