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"I'm very bored, right?" Chen Zhaowen had actually said the same thing before.

When she was with Chen Zhaowen, she often did not know what to do, nor did she know how to make him happy.

Chen Zhaowen seemed to be indifferent to what she was doing; he wasn't too touched, nor was he overjoyed.

It was as if she were an insignificant person.

At that time, why hadn't she seen that Chen Zhaowen actually didn't love her that much?

He discovered that Shen Ninghuan's attention was no longer on him. It was as if she was thinking about someone through him.

This feeling was very uncomfortable.

Of course, he felt that this was a form of disrespect, and it wasn't because he liked Shen Ning Huan that he felt uncomfortable.

In all these years, no woman had ever dared to treat him like this.

Wen Haoran coughed heavily, bringing her thoughts back to reality.

"If you don't like it here …" She thought for a long time. "Are you hungry?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll take you to eat." Shen Ninghuan heaved a sigh of relief and started laughing.

The corner of Wen Haolun's mouth curled up slightly. "Sure, but I want you to cook for me."

"…"

She never takes men home.

Even when she liked Chen Zhaowen so much back then, she didn't bring him home.

It was no wonder that Chen Zhaowen would feel that she was very boring.

She didn't know what to say or do, so even when Chen Zhaowen held her hand, she uncomfortably avoided him.

She knew it was normal for a man and a woman to have sex, but she just couldn't do it.

"What's wrong?" Wen Haoran asked in a good-natured manner.

Shen Ning Huan bit her lower lip, "Sorry, I …"

"You're afraid I'll do something to you if I go home with you, aren't you?" In fact, Wen Haoran really did want to do something to her. Who told her to always have such an alluring expression on her face?

He rather liked Shen Ning's beauty, her skin was fair and beautiful, her breasts and buttocks were raised, and her long legs were straight and slender.

Just thinking that these legs would open up for him and wrap around his waist would cause his adrenaline to soar.

This feeling had never happened before.

There were some that were purer than Shen Ninghuan, some that were better at talking, and plenty that were better than her in terms of figure. However, none of them were like Shen Ninghuan, making him want to throw them into bed the moment he saw them.

Du Yanheng said that he was a superficial person.

That's right, he was rather shallow.

He couldn't be a man who was infatuated like Du Yanheng and Zhu Jiangci. He couldn't be like Zhu Jiangci, who guarded a sickly girl that could only be seen but not touched, and was also a woman who was tortured like a skeleton by chemotherapy. It was impossible for him to reach that degree in his entire life.

He had had many women, but none of them could make him interested in making it to the final step.

So even if Shen Ninghuan was a married woman, he still wanted to drag her to bed. He wanted to see her pretty face blush and tear up as he looked pitifully at him, wanting to see the emotions in her clean eyes.

He wanted to hear her call out his name. He wanted to use all of his postures on her.

Wen Haoran withdrew the dark tears in his eyes while Sigu Buyu licked his lower lip.

This woman, he was going to take her for sure!

"Okay, then I'll take you there." Shen Ninghuan chose to compromise. Because Wen Haolun had helped her many times, she could not afford to forget her kindness.

Not long after, Wen Haoran's view of the world was once again refreshed by her.

He really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This woman …

How does the brain circuit work?

He had thought that Shen Ninghuan agreeing to him was equivalent to agreeing to bring him back. Who would have thought that she was actually bringing him to the kitchen of a different restaurant?

Perhaps he should be glad that Shen Ninghuan brought him to a five-star hotel and not some ordinary restaurant. Otherwise, the kitchen was so greasy that he didn't even want to enter.

"What do you want to eat?" Shen Ninghuan wore her apron, giving the chefs ample momentum.

I want to eat you, Winterfell thought.

His heart was in turmoil, but his expression was calm and serene. "Do as you wish. I'm not picky with food. Otherwise, I'll do what you're good at."

"Alright, then go out and wait for me. Sit where you found and wait. I'll carry it out when I'm done."

"Are you sure you can do it alone?" Actually, he said he wanted to eat the food she cooked personally, but the silly girl didn't seem to understand the meaning behind his words.

He had no intention of drinking, and had no intention of actually eating the food she cooked.

In his impression, all those famous women were all like Han Qian, their fingers not touching the Yang Spring Water, acting arrogantly and arrogantly.

Shen Ninghuan can cook? Can you eat it?

"Don't underestimate me. I'm always the one cooking. You just wait and see." At the mention of this, Shen Ninghuan's face was filled with confidence.

It was the only thing she could do.

"Alright, I'll go out and wait for you." He did not want to stay in this place for too long either.

Wen Haolun went out to find a seat and sat down, waiting in boredom.

"second oldest young master Wen." The woman who had just entered the restaurant was wearing revealing clothes. The waiter behind her was also holding her coat and bag. The moment she saw Wen Haoran, she leaned over with a smile. "Why are you here?"

"What can you do here? Of course it's to eat. " Wen Haoran neither pushed it away nor responded.

The woman took the opportunity to wrap her arms around his neck, and a soft and gentle voice came out of her mouth and brushed against his chest. "You're so annoying. It's been a long time since you've come to look for me."

"What is it? You miss me? "

"Of course I missed you. People over there don't miss you. After not seeing you for so long, everyone thought you were going to the temple to meditate." As she spoke, she smiled charmingly, her smile causing the flowers to flutter.

Young Master Wen Er, two days ago, Autumn Child said that she saw you with a woman last month. Could it be that Young Master Wen Er has decided to return with a prodigal son and have him accompany his girlfriend?" Half of her words were a test and half a joke.

Wen Haolun could hear the implied meaning behind her words. He chuckled and said, "I need to meditate for a period of time." He would think about it after he took Shen Ninghuan, that little lamb, to his side.

As he spoke, he pushed them away. "Alright, my guest is here. You should leave."

As he spoke, he looked towards the woman who was approaching with a tray.

The more he looked at her, the more he felt an itch in his heart. He realized that whatever she was wearing could definitely tempt his appetite.

When he turned her in his hand, he would definitely make Shen Ninghua come into the kitchen in her apron.

Wen Haoran's gaze was as though a wolf had seen meat. It was just that he hid himself well enough that others would not be able to detect him.

Shen Ninghua carried the dishes onto the table. When she saw that the woman who was holding onto Wen Haolun had already left, she puzzledly asked, "She doesn't want to stay and eat with us?" At most, they could be considered acquaintances, but there was no such feeling of jealousy because of him.