Han Yijian saw her coming over and quickly waved, "Awake? Are you cold?"
Lin Wan didn't respond to him, sat beside him and asked, "Where did the fish come from?"
"Got it from the mess hall. It's almost done."
Looking at the fish, Lin Wan felt a warm sensation in her heart and leaned her head on his shoulder, complaining, "I told you I was joking, and you actually got it for me."
Han Yi turned his head and lightly kissed her forehead, smiling, "Touched?"
Having her feelings discovered, Lin Wan glanced at him with embarrassment, saying nothing, but a smile lingered on her face.
Lin Wan saw the fish was about done, so she got up, added water to the pot, and cooked the dumplings left over from last night.
Luckily, the weather is cold now, so they hadn't spoiled. The fish wasn't big, a little over a pound, and most of it went into her stomach.
Lin Wan felt odd. Isn't it said that pregnant women react strongly to the fishy smell? But she loves eating it!
