The sound of sizzling oil rose above any other noises in the kitchen once again. Tonight, Xu Rouguang was working with high heat and a wok to make delicious, special fried rice for Lai Mingjie. Even if the kitchen had grown too hot, Xu Rouguang didn't even sweat. His lips were pressed lightly in a small smile as he poured love into dinner.
Since the kitchen was getting hot, Lai Mingjie opted to sit in the lounge away from the stove. Even if he could see Xu Rouguang from there, he barely felt the high temperature. Moreover, the full-size windows were opened by a hand span, letting the cold wind in while chasing the warm wind out. Lai Mingjie's eyes glittered in worry from time to time as he saw the roaring flames from the stove.
Fire. Ah, since when did he get scared of flames?
"Jie, are you hungry?" Xu Rouguang put down the wok for a second to toss in the seafood. He thought this would be fast; he guessed he miscalculated the preparation time needed.
