Chapter 115

115. Do I like Wen Han?

“!”

Within the limited field of vision, that mouth licking its lips suddenly formed an “O.”

Looking up further, Wen Han’s doubtful gaze suddenly and deeply pierced into his eyes.

Su Zeheng quickly lowered his head, hurriedly eating, and two red clouds gradually appeared on his face.

“Eat your fill and then go play,” Wen Han’s mother smiled as if she had experienced it all, chasing away Little Yuan.

Wen Han then smiled at the eating Su Zeheng, her lips curling upward continuously.

“Cough! Cough!” Perhaps due to eating too fast, Su Zeheng was also choked and coughed a few times, awkwardly putting down his chopsticks, “Aunt, really… sorry.”

“It’s fine,” Wen Han’s mother said with a smile, “Police officers work hard, eat more.”

“Ah!” Su Zeheng lowered his head again to eat but suddenly found that there was no rice left in the bowl.

After a brief moment of confusion, he realized that someone had already taken his bowl away.

“A grown-up eats like a child!” Unbeknownst to him, Wen Han stood beside him.

She held his bowl in one hand, pointed to her cheek with the other, then turned to get more food.

Su Zeheng, stunned, wiped his cheek and found that he had rice grains stuck on his face.

He looked up again and saw the silhouette of someone getting food in front of the electric rice cooker.

The sunlight outside the window shone perfectly, enveloping the figure in a single ray of light.

Bang!

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted again, and a bowl of rice was placed in front of him.

Wen Han giggled, “What’s wrong with you today?”

“I…”

Wen Han had smiled at him hundreds of times before.

But never once… had it made today’s him feel so pure and simple.

Su Zeheng’s heart was in turmoil as he swallowed saliva while eating the food Wen Han served.

Wen Han’s mother had already left, and Wen Han was clearing the dishes they had used.

Su Zeheng blinked, then looked up after a moment, “Ahhan, just now…”

“What did you call me?!”

Oh? Has this guy already…?

Wen Han’s eyes lit up, pretending to be surprised.

Su Zeheng froze for a moment, then slapped his head, “I said it wrong, I said just now… Auntie’s side…?”

“Don’t worry, my mom knows Xiao Yuan was just making things up,” Wen Han smiled, but never sweeter, “Hurry up and eat! I still need to clean up after!”

“…Yeah.”

For some reason, Su Zeheng suddenly didn’t want to talk anymore, as if he didn’t want to disrupt the moment’s peace and warmth.

He quickly ate the rice in the bowl, his mind blank when he thought about the braised pork that might have been touched by Wen Han’s lips.

With a bowl of white rice, he managed to finish it without any vegetables.

“Uncle, you’re indeed a glutton!” The bowl was just put down when Wen Han took it away, “Eating two bowls in the morning, no wonder you’re so tall!”

“Let me help!”

Su Zeheng smiled bashfully, rolled up his sleeves, and helped clear the dishes.

Wen Han knew that another opportunity had come.

She simply picked up the chopsticks and walked towards the sink.

At the sink, her slippers suddenly tripped, and she cried out, “Ah!”

“Be careful!”

Looking up, she saw Wen Han losing her balance.

Su Zeheng immediately rushed forward in two steps, grabbing Wen Han’s waist.

Bang!

In an instant, Wen Han fell sideways onto Su Zeheng’s arm, and their eyes met upon opening hers.

“…”

On the other side, sensing the “stunned” look from the other person, Su Zeheng was instantly stunned too.

There was a sudden silence in the kitchen until the hurried footsteps of Wen Han’s mother and Little Yuan broke it.

Whoosh!

Wen Han quickly got up, and Su Zeheng immediately turned his head.

“What happened?” Wen Han’s mother frowned, “What was that sound?”

“Nothing…” Wen Han shook her head, “I almost slipped, nothing serious.”

“You! Be more careful next time!”

Knowing that young people have their own world, Wen Han’s mother and Little Yuan returned to the living room.

After a brief silence, Su Zeheng finally coughed, “That… Are you okay?”

Of course, I’m okay?

Wen Han shook her head with an embarrassed expression, “No…”

Seeing her different, innocent expression, Su Zeheng felt his heart racing.

Why is Wen Han looking so much better today? Am I…?

Panicked, he quickly turned on the faucet and silently washed the dishes alone.

Yet, his body didn’t cool down from the cold water, but remained hot.

…

Night.

After staying in the new house for a day, Wen Han’s mother seemed very satisfied with her daughter’s boyfriend, basking in smiles all day long.

Su Zeheng gradually overcame his initial restraint and gradually immersed himself in his role.

Only the naive Little Yuan and Wen Han remained vigilant.

She noticed Su Zeheng’s change, that subtle transformation.

This kid must be secretly in love with me!

“It’s late, I should go back!” Time flew by, and Wen Han’s mother stood up.

Wen Han was startled, “Mom, aren’t you staying for a few days?”

“This place doesn’t suit me,” Wen Han’s mother waved her hand dismissively, “I have mahjong tomorrow, I need to go back.”

“Auntie, let me take you home!” Su Zeheng also stood up, volunteering, “My car is parked downstairs, perfect!”

Wen Han’s mother turned and smiled, “No need, I can take the bus.”

“That won’t do!” Su Zeheng picked up the keys and looked at Wen Han, “Wen Han, I’ll take Auntie back first.”

“…Okay! Mom, let Su Su take you back.”

Wen Han knew what kind of person Su Zeheng was and could trust him.

She couldn’t drive herself, and her mother wouldn’t want to spend money on a taxi.

Since there’s a free driver, why not?

“Alright then!”

This journey wasn’t short, and Wen Han’s mother finally nodded with a smile.

“Little Su, thank you for the trouble.”

“No trouble!” Su Zeheng grinned, subconsciously looking at Wen Han, “Then… I’ll go too.”

“Yeah, bye~ Drive safely!”

Wen Han smiled sweetly, her dimples drawing the other person’s soul into them.

…

Throughout the journey, Wen Han’s mother interrogated him like a prisoner, asking many questions.

Su Zeheng was under immense pressure but managed to handle everything and sent her back home.

“…What’s wrong with me today?”

On the way back, he shook his head at the dark road ahead.

Could he really be starting to like that little witch?

This isn’t a novel. Being a member of the Light Magic Society, Su Zeheng was sharp enough to notice and admit it.

He couldn’t deny that he had feelings for Wen Han.

And these feelings weren’t just the kind for friendship.

They were genuine affection!

“Do I like her?”

Talking about Wen Han, Su Zeheng clearly felt a surge of excitement.

Although he had been busy with studies and work and hadn’t dated anyone, he had experienced unrequited love before. He was well acquainted with this feeling.

“I… actually fell for the black mage from the Recycling Station?!”