Zhou Shuang ignored his offer and hung his head helplessly. He turned around and left.
Hmph! Suddenly he was fawning on her!
Zhou Shuang quietly rolled her eyes at Lu Yinan. She collapsed back on the bed after the towering figure left.
Her gaze swiveled around all corners of the room. It was clean and tidy and there was a lingering scent in the air. It was Lu Yinan's perfume.
The door was ajar. The sounds of bowls scrapping against a surface and food being cooked in a pan were heard.
Zhou Shuang widened her eyes in astonishment. She glanced at the door and wondered to herself, 'Was that fellow really cooking for her?'
He had always prioritized his appearance and his hands were perfect like an exquisite creation. He was really cooking?
And something surprised her even more. He could cook?
Curiosity killed the cat. Zhou Shuang trod barefooted across the room quietly…
