Shen Han was the kind of man whose mere presence could lower the atmospheric pressure around him by several degrees.
Su Shu sighed inwardly, trying to think of some reason to get this huge idol out of her small apartment. Just as she was racking her brains, suddenly the rice cooker beeped.
The rice was ready!
Su Shu, still dazed, lifted her head. Shen Han had been observing her reaction all along. Seeing her stupefied moment, he suddenly regained the feeling of their past interactions and his lips softened unconsciously.
Su Shu suddenly thought of a good excuse!
She stood up, slightly apologetic, and said, "Well... it's late, and I haven't really prepared anything, maybe another time..."
"You haven't eaten yet?" Shen Han suddenly looked up, interrupting her excuse.
Su Shu froze for a moment, "Uh... no, not yet."