At that moment, Shen Jin stiffly turned her head, her little face full of embarrassment as she glanced back at Yun Xiaoran.
The last trace of resolve in her heart had worn away, leaving only shyness.
She really wasn't ready yet!
Luckily, Sister Hua hadn't seen this. If she had, she would definitely have been stunned:
Shen Jin, who remained unflappable onstage and could handle all kinds of unexpected incidents, had dealt with dead microphones and difficult celebrities of lower standing. Even then, Shen Muge had never been this nervous.
She always handled everything calmly, fully displaying the grace of the National Goddess.
To be fair, this outfit really wasn't revealing. She could post it on today's liberal social media platforms and sail straight through the automated content checks.
But if you asked Shen Jin herself...
"How is this anything like that?"
Yun Xiaoran was her husband, the person she now... liked.
That was the reason behind all of Shen Jin's blushing and nervousness!
Yun Xiaoran slowly walked over, while Shen Jin kept staring at the takeout in front of her: braised eggplant, rice, chicken soup, stir-fried beef, and two bottles of Nutri-Express.
This rice sure is rice. And this beef is pretty beefy, too.
Fu Bao looked at the two bipeds in bewilderment. Were these two spouses strangers? Why did they seem like they had grabbed some random person off the street and registered their marriage?
After washing his face, Yun Xiaoran gradually calmed down. But whenever he saw Shen Jin beside him in that blood-stirring outfit...
He could only keep his gaze fixed on the small patch of space directly in front of him.
"Let's eat."
After a brief silence settled between them, Yun Xiaoran was the first to break it.
"Okay..."
Shen Jin pulled out the disposable