Marriage is a Long Journey: Husband, Be Obedient

The whole body was hot and dry until early in the morning. Song yannuan slept comfortably.

As soon as she opened her eyes, it was daybreak. She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes. Only then did she find the indwelling needle on the back of her hand.

Glancing at the sofa, Han Yichen didn't know when he fell asleep on the sofa.

The sofa was so small that his long legs hung out.

It is estimated that song Yan didn't sleep well this night because of song Yan's warm and hot things. She felt a little uncomfortable. She gently lifted the quilt and walked slowly to the sofa, covering Han Yichen with the thin quilt in her hand.

But Han Yichen didn't know when he had woken up and suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand.

Song yannuan screamed with fright. Immediately, she was pulled into her arms by Han Yichen.

Song yannuan, with a frightened face, was lying in Han Yichen's arms, with some anger in his heart, "what are you doing?"

Han Yichen's face floated a layer of loss, "I took care of you all night, so you repay your benefactor?"

He has a hoarse voice. People with colds are more like him.

"What happened to your voice?" Song yannuan asked suspiciously.

Han Yichen dodged his eyes and pushed song yannuan out of his arms. "It's boring. Since you're all right, I'll go first."

In Song yannuan's surprised eyes, Han Yichen picked up his clothes and rushed out of the door.

The relationship between song yannuan and Han Yichen has undergone earth shaking changes because of this small matter.

It seemed that the things that hurt each other had never happened between them, and they really went in and out like ordinary lovers.

The news spread like wildfire, and the outside world even speculated that the two could get back together.

There are different opinions on such a result.

But after all, it's just a family affair between them, and others can't come.

When lingering, song yannuan left all her previous prudence and uneasiness behind. She even asked foolishly, "who am I?"

Mistress? ex-wife? Subordinates?

Many identities make song yannuan unable to distinguish. What is she in Han Yichen's heart at the moment.

Han Yichen was stunned at first, and then a kiss fell on her forehead.

He didn't answer, and song yannuan stopped questioning.

In fact, even if this situation is self deception, let song yannuan deceive himself once.

Nestled in Han Yichen's arms, song yannuan didn't speak again.

With such acquiescence, they lived in peace for a long time.

"Store manager, this is the turnover of the restaurant this week." The manager handed the report to song yannuan's desk.

She glanced back and suddenly asked, "what's the date today?"

The manager was stunned first, then raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "October 11."

Hearing her say this, song yannuan was thoughtful.

"Store manager, what can I do for you?"

Song yannuan wanted to talk and stopped. Finally, he opened his mouth and rejected her kindness. "It's all right. Go out first."

After she was left alone in the office, song yannuan pressed her mobile phone again to confirm the date.

It's less than a week before October 16. If song yannuan remembers correctly, October 16 is Han Yichen's birthday.

At this time last year, she was racking her brains to worry about what gift to give Han Yichen. Because too many things happened this year and he was busy between the restaurant and the hospital, song yannuan forgot all about it.

You know, last year, song yannuan specially customized a suit made by a top designer for Han Yichen, but he didn't wear it once.

It was just that someone who was dazzled by love at that time could not see that Han Yichen was not unwilling to wear it, but did not want to wear it at all.

Thinking of these past events, song yannuan couldn't help leaning back powerlessly.

Time flowed minute by minute, and soon the restaurant was closing time, and the waiters left from work one after another.

When song yannuan reacted, there were few people left in the restaurant.

She got up and closed the door of the office. When she went to the operation room, she found that the light in the back kitchen was still on.

"Mike, haven't you left yet?" Song yannuan was surprised to find that the chef of the restaurant had not left.

"The ingredients for the dessert tomorrow morning are not ready." The other party answered song yannuan in fluent Chinese.

Seeing that he skillfully took out snacks from the steamer, song yannuan suddenly had an idea.

He hesitated again and again and said, "Mike, actually, I have something to ask you."

Mike put down the tray in his hand and took off his gloves. "Oh, warm, you can talk about anything."

Song yannuan was very cruel before he said, "can you teach me to make small cakes?"

Hearing her say this, Mike looked very happy. "Are you also interested in cakes?"

Song yannuan smiled awkwardly. Before the decline of the Song family, she was a young lady who didn't touch the spring water with her fingers. In the past six months, she has had too much helplessness to cook herself, but she is not proficient in cakes.

"Teaching is no problem, but the materials in the store are limited. A friend of mine is making friends. There is a West Point store not far away. We can go there."

Hearing what he said, song yannuan was sincerely happy.

After they closed the store door, they went straight to the West Point store Mike said.

“Jack,myfriendwantstolearnhowtomakecakes.”

“Ok，noproblem!”

“WhattimecanIcome?” Song yannuan asked.

“Anytime.” The other party was smiling.

With Mike's help, song yannuan stayed in the back kitchen all night to make flour.

This first step was not easy. Song yannuan got the flour everywhere, but he still didn't make the right dough.

"You're in a hurry." Mike began to persuade and shook his head. "It's too late to make a cake. Why don't we come back tomorrow?"

Song yannuan raised his wrist and looked at his watch. He couldn't help wiping the sweat from the corner of his forehead. "I'm really sorry. I forgot the time for a moment."

"It doesn't matter." Mike looked at Song yannuan with a smile. "The person who wants to send the cake must be a very important person."

Song yannuan was stunned by this and turned to prevaricate with a smile.

"Mike, it's really troublesome for you tonight!" Song yannuan bowed deeply.

"Warm, we are friends!" Mike hugs song yannuan and says goodbye to her.

Song yannuan dragged her tired body and turned to look at the dark night sky. It seemed that it was really late. She even spent the whole night in the kitchen. It was just to send a cake on Han Yichen's birthday!

Thinking of this, song yannuan felt a little incredible, and then a bitter smile floated on his face.

Han Yichen wants everything. Will he like this cake that is not worth 100 yuan?

But now with her ability, it seems that she can't give any expensive gifts. This is the best thing song yannuan can do. For song yannuan now, eating is the king.

Those other things are useless.