Wen Man blushed after hearing that.
Although she had spent some time with Huo Shaoting, matters of the heart still made her feel some psychological pressure when it came to taking the initiative.
Besides, he didn't have time to go home.
She can't possibly send it to him…
Just thinking about it made Wen Man feel ashamed.
Reality was indeed that Huo Shaoting was so busy that he had no time to rest, and he hadn't returned to the apartment for three consecutive days.
Why does Wen Man bother him with her own problems?
She just sent breakfast and a set of clothes over every day. Huo Shaoting didn't say anything!
……
On Wednesday, Wen Man accompanied Wen Boyan for a day.
In the evening, she made jade-green steamed dumplings in her apartment, preparing to send them to Huo Shaoting the next day.

He must be too tired, his voice was hoarse: "I'll be back in a while!"
Wen Man was taken aback, then her cheeks flushed. He...was coming back?
She was stunned for a long time.
Ho Shao-ting's voice softened a little: "Unwelcome?"
"No!" Wen Man said softly, "Then...I'll prepare the meal. What do you want to eat?"
He didn't answer her question, instead asking: "Miss me?"
Wen Man didn't expect him to flirt with her over the phone. She imagined him in his suit, sitting impeccably in the office, yet here he was, holding his phone and speaking to a woman in such a suggestive manner.
Even over the phone, Wen Man could easily feel it.
She said softly, "I do."
Huo Shaoting didn't say anything more, just smiled very lightly. The smile was like a warm breath gently brushed against Wen Man's earlobe, making her face flush and her heart beat faster.
She was absent-minded while cooking.
When Huo Shaoting came back, how should she bring up the alumni gathering with him? Was she really trying to tempt him?
Only after the meal was prepared did Huo Shaoting return.
After being busy for several days, he had a tired look between his brows but was still handsome. Seeing Wen Man arranging the dinner plates, he walked over and hugged her from behind, asking in a low voice, "What time is the gathering on Saturday evening? Where is it?"
Wen Man didn't expect him to remember, and he even brought it up proactively.

She was moved.
Even if... even if their relationship didn't last, Huo Shaoting's feelings towards her were moving. She didn't feel used at all.
Wen Man gently took his hand and turned her face to make it easier for him to kiss her.
They hadn't seen each other in days, and hadn't really done anything together, so everything felt extra intense.
At first it was restrained, but kiss after kiss, things heated up...
Wen Man is particularly proactive and cooperative.
Ho Shao-ting pressed against her lips, chuckling softly, "Missed me so much?"
Wen Man hugged his neck, her face filled with tender and infatuation. She took the initiative to kiss him and said, "I haven't received the invitation yet, it should be at seven in the evening, and I'll let you know the location when I find out."
She asked hesitantly and softly, "Does it really not bother your work?"
Ho Shao-ting smiled.
He deliberately pulled away her hand and said, "If I don't want to go, I won't go."
Wen Man hugged him tightly, not letting him go. Her face was so red it looked like it was about to bleed.
Ho Shao-ting lightly brushed her cheek and then joked, "So eager? Teacher Wen, at least let me have a meal first. I might not have the energy to deal with you now."
Even with her thick skin, Wen Man didn't dare to hug him anymore.
She carefully served him the rice and soup, and then placed two crystal-clear little steamed dumplings in his bowl: "Auntie said you like this very much. She was going to make it for your breakfast tomorrow."
Ho Shaoting has always eaten lunch and dinner outside.
Now, suddenly there's such a gentle and considerate person cooking for him, it feels pretty good!
Specifically, he liked her body.
Ho Shaoting's case at hand was tricky, but he had a general direction now, so his mood was good.
He leaned against the living room sofa, idly flipping through documents.
Wen Man stayed in the bathroom for a long time, finally mustering up the courage to come out. Tonight, she had put on a champagne-colored silk pajamas, intending to be alluringly suggestive…

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