Lin Shen was almost struck by lightning!

He couldn't be blamed. Mo Juechen had been behaving normally for the past two weeks.

Every day, all she could hear from his mouth was the sound of him reciting example books.

It was clear and pleasing to the ear.

Lin Shen had really forgotten the other party's original form.

Furthermore …

He took a deep breath and slapped away Mo Juechen's hand that was pinching his chin.

What the hell was he playing with!

This classic line gave him goosebumps all over his body!

"Mo Juechen."

Lin Shen's face was cold. "My competition is over, but don't forget that the next monthly exam is in a week. You still have to bet with Ouyang Yingyi."

"Have you finished memorizing the math example books?

Have you learned how to write the chemistry equations?

Can you do the biology exercises?

How many English essays have you memorized? "Lin Shen asked in one breath.

Mo Juechen was speechless.

"Ha —" He stared at Lin Shen for a moment. "There's no use running away."

"What am I running away from?!"

Lin Shen was speechless. "Between Lu Miaomiao and I, there's only this bet. Aren't you the clearest?!"

Mo Juechen looked at him in Shen.

"Other than that, I'm not close to her," Lin Shen said again.

He slung his bag over his shoulder. "Are you leaving or not?"

Lin Shen asked again, "If you're not leaving, I'll leave first."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Mo Juechen, who was still in a daze. He turned around and strode out of the school gate.

"Is this how you treat your savior?" Mo Juechen quickly caught up with him.

Lin Shen almost couldn't breathe.

That's right, Mo Juechen did save him that day.

He was very grateful!

Very grateful.

After spending some time together, his impression of Mo Juechen had changed greatly.

Mo Juechen was sometimes a little chuunibyou, but Lin Shen always felt that deep down, Mo Juechen was soft and kind.

He knew how to cook delicious home-cooked meals and would rush over to save him when he realized that he was in danger.

When they were playing truth or dare at the hot spring hotel that day, Lin Shen unexpectedly discovered that Mo Juechen was actually a pure and innocent boy.

Therefore, he felt that they could be good friends...

Lin Shen exhaled slowly and turned to Mo Juecheng. "I'm very grateful to you for saving me that day."

The tall and handsome school hunk raised his chin slightly, the corners of his lips curling up. "Uh-huh?"

"So, now that the competition for the four subjects is over, let me treat you to a meal." Lin Shen said, "From next week onwards, I'll do my best to prepare for your monthly exam!"

He clenched his left hand into a fist. "I must beat Ouyang Yingyi."

"By the way …" Lin Shen asked Mo Juechen, "Which subject do you think was the most difficult to memorize?"

"Lin Shen, you're changing the subject!" Mo Juechen suddenly said after a moment of silence.

His gaze was sharp and his tone was firm. He didn't give Lin Shen any chance to escape. "Why can't I say it?"

"… I really don't know what the relationship between Lu Miaomiao and I is!" Lin Shen sighed.

Sometimes, he felt that Mo Juechen was strange.

If he was chuunibyou, he was very sharp.

If he was sharp, every time Lin Shen thought that he had been seen through, Mo Juechen would be caught off guard.

"You're not lying to me?" Mo Juechen narrowed his eyes.

"I'm a dog if I lie to you!"

Lin Shen was so anxious that he blurted out the words that he used to swear when he was young to make his friends believe him.

"Pfft … cough cough …" Mo Juechen seemed to be amused.

He clenched his right hand into a fist and pressed it against his lips. He coughed a few times and barely stopped his shoulders from trembling.

"Alright," he said. "Since you've pleased me, I'll believe you this time."

"But …" Mo Juechen's hand dropped. "If I find out that you're lying …"

He raised the corner of his lips and looked at Lin Shen with a burning gaze.

Lin Shen started to feel uneasy again.

Mo Juechen lowered his voice and said hoarsely, "I'll punish you …"

What the hell did he please?!

What the hell did he punish him?!

Lin Shen only felt that his stomach was full of complaints. He didn't know where to start.

If he had a bullet screen above his head, it would be overwhelming and drowning out everything.

He felt that it was amazing.

Mo Juechen's arrogant and unrestrained chuunibyou aura was fully unleashed.

The two of them were clearly not on the same channel, but they didn't feel any burden when interacting with each other.

Lin Shen even found that he only complained a few times in his heart and completely ignored Mo Juechen's words.

He shrugged. "Whatever … What do you want to eat tonight?"

The topic changed very naturally.

"Eat at home?" Mo Juechen also asked naturally. "I'll cook."

He looked at Lin Shen and smiled at him. "Consider it a reward for defeating Lu Miaomiao for me."

Lin Shen: "… Whatever!"

However, Mo Juechen's culinary skills were indeed better than Lin Shen's expectations.

How good was it?

Lin Shen had indeed eaten more delicious and delicious food in restaurants outside.

However, no matter how delicious the food in the restaurant was, no matter how many stars there were in the restaurant, it would always feel more artisanal and less mundane.

Mo Juechen's culinary skills might not be that mature.

Moreover, they were often simple home-cooked dishes.

However, it was obvious that the person who cooked the dishes put in extra effort, and the food was exceptionally delicious.

Lin Shen was actually very curious. With such a background, Mo Juechen's culinary skills could be so good.

There must be a story behind it.

However …

Lin Shen stopped washing the vegetables and turned to look at Mo Juechen, who was focused on cutting the shredded potatoes.

Everyone had their own secrets.

Some things were actually not willing to be shared with others.

— — No matter how close the person was.

"Do you like desserts?" Lin Shen was a little lost in thought when Mo Juechen suddenly asked.

"It's … It's okay." He answered vaguely and turned to continue washing the vegetables.

Sparkling water droplets fell on the back of his hand, and Mo Juechen's voice came from behind him. "Then let's make something simple tonight."

After he finished speaking, he began to take all kinds of ingredients from the fridge.

Butter, milk, high-gluten flour, low-gluten flour, powdered sugar …

Lin Shen had already finished washing the vegetables.

He curiously leaned over and watched Mo Juechen fiddle with a pile of ingredients that he basically did not recognize.

The other party rolled up his sleeves, revealing part of his arm.

On his slender fingers, the nails were neatly trimmed.

Lin Shen watched Mo Juechen use his pair of beautiful and clean hands to methodically process all kinds of ingredients.

Finally, he found a decorative bag and put the ingredients that he had already sent away into it.

Only then did Mo Juechen look at Lin Shen.

He met Lin Shen's curious and bright eyes and could not help but curl the corners of his lips. "Can you guess what I'm going to do?"

"Biscuits?

Small cakes? "Lin Shen asked tentatively.

Mo Juechen shrugged noncommittally.

He bent down and began to squeeze ingredients into the baking tray that was covered with paper.

"Ah!

Cookies?! "Lin Shen clenched his left hand into a fist and hammered it into his right palm.

On the baking tray, creamy white biscuits quickly took shape.

Although they were not cooked yet, they were like delicate flowers in full bloom, looking exceptionally small and cute!

Lin Shen was simply amazed.

Mo Juechen, this is too much of a show-off!

He could not help but turn his head and look at Mo Juechen, who was still focused on squeezing the biscuits.

The other party was already very good-looking, with no blind spots.

High nose bridge, deep eyes, thin lips, tight jawline, and beautiful.

Even the side of his face was as perfect as a masterpiece from the heavens.

A boy who was serious was exceptionally good-looking.

Lin Shen slowly and gently exhaled.

Mo Juechen, who was focused on making biscuits, unexpectedly had an indescribable cuteness.

If he always looked like this, he would probably be more popular.

"Done." The last biscuit was formed.

Mo Juechen stood up straight and looked at his work with satisfaction.

His expression was relaxed, and the slightly raised corners of his lips revealed two shallow dimples on his face.

The oven was already preheated, and Mo Juechen stuffed the baking tray into it.

He turned around and met Lin Shen's dazed gaze.

Mo Juechen chuckled and did not even bother to remind him.

"The biscuits need to be baked for twenty minutes. I'll make the last dish, and then we can eat. The biscuits are just right for dessert," he said lazily.

Lin Shen was speechless.

"Oh." He could only nod.

In this aspect, he was not even half as good as Mo Juechen.

The other party's show-off was simply unscientific, and completely surpassed his secondary school scumbag persona.

Lin Shen secretly complained as he skillfully took out the bowls and chopsticks, scooped rice, and cleaned the table.

Vinegar shredded potatoes, pepper chicken, Longjing shrimp, and finally a bowl of pork ribs and lotus root soup.

Before he could finish the three dishes and one soup, the sweet smell of biscuits wafted from the kitchen.

Lin Shen actually did not like desserts, but when he thought of the biscuits made by Mo Juechen, he could not help but be aroused by the sweet smell.

He drank the last mouthful of soup and looked at Mo Juechen expectantly. "Biscuits, are they ready?"

The biscuits were ready.

Mo Juechen wore thick gloves and took the entire plate of biscuits out of the oven.

The sweet smell of caramel mixed with eggs and butter instantly wafted over, wrapped in a warm steam.

Butter biscuits were really suitable for desserts in autumn.

Lin Shen could not help but take a deep breath.

He looked at the small biscuits on the baking tray and asked curiously, "Do you like desserts?"

If he did not like them, he probably would not have made them.

"They're okay." Mo Juechen said lightly.

He did not seem too happy.

Lin Shen looked up at Mo Juechen and then at the biscuits. "Uh … Is there a story?"

"Story?" Mo Juechen shrugged. "What other story could there be in biscuits?"

He put down the baking tray, took off his gloves, and threw a biscuit into his mouth.

"Phew …" Mo Juechen exhaled. "They're okay. Try it."

Lin Shen had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

He reached out, but just as he touched the biscuit, he retracted his hand because of the heat.

Mo Juechen seemed to chuckle again.

Then he reached out, picked up a biscuit, and handed it to Lin Shen. "You're really … soft and tender. You can't even withstand this little heat."

Lin Shen took it with lingering fear.

It was actually not that hot anymore. He probably touched the baking tray just now.

He took a small bite, and a slight sweetness spread from the tip of his tongue.

It was crispy and fragrant!

It was much better than those that could be bought outside.

"Delicious!" Lin Shen could not help but praise.

The biscuit was fresh out of the oven and was still a little hot. It was far more fragrant than he had expected.

He could not help but eat the whole biscuit in one bite. Then he reached out and picked up another one.

"How do you know everything?" Lin Shen could not help but sigh. "You know how to cook and even bake biscuits!

If you use this skill to woo girls, you'll be invincible! "

"Is that so?" Mo Juechen replied casually.

He stared at Lin Shen with his deep eyes.

He stared at the way the other party was chewing the biscuit gently.

He knew that Lin Shen had always been well-educated.

When eating, the chopsticks and spoons rarely made a sound when they touched the bowl.

When chewing, he was a little like a little hamster. He would always close his mouth, and only his cheeks would be slightly puffed up.

It was … very cute.

He also wanted to …

Mo Juechen suddenly reached out.

He held the back of Lin Shen's neck.

Then he leaned forward …

A kiss as light as a feather landed on the corner of Lin Shen's lips.