Lu Yan smiled, rubbed the little girl's head, and slowly said, "It might really be like this."
"But cooking is not something you should do. Look at your face, all messy like a little kitten."
Song Nuan gently touched her nose and said, "Everything has a process. I need to learn gradually, don't I?"
"Besides, I want to win your mom's favor. I don't want her to think I'm just an utterly useless girl."
She also doesn't want Lu Yan to face these things alone. Marriage and dating are matters of two people, and Song Nuan wants to share the burden.
She doesn't want to be someone who knows nothing, like a sheltered flower.
She has been well protected since childhood, and doesn't wish to be pampered the same way as an adult.
She has the ability to protect someone too.
Lu Yan: "Our little girl is becoming quite sensible."
"Learning to share responsibilities, aren't you?"
As he rubs her little head, Lu Yan's heart swells with something sweet but indescribable.
