Yan Rusheng spun his head after he cut a potato. He winked seductively at Xuxu. "Wife, am I dashing?"
Xuxu snapped out of her daze and pursed her lips. In order to conceal her real thoughts, she snapped at him. "Oh, please. Qi Lei can do this better than you."
But in reality, she swooned at the sight of him earlier on. His pair of perfect-looking and beautiful hands were very charming when he typed. Who knew he could be so charming even when he was cooking as well?
She had already betrayed her own feelings when she pursed her lips earlier on. Yan Rusheng grinned. "Give me a kiss."
He extended his neck and inched forward towards Xuxu's face.
The gorgeous face loomed in front of her, and Xuxu felt her cheeks were as red as a tomato. She bashfully shoved him away. "Yan Rusheng, stop playing."
She looked exceptionally alluring, and Yan Rusheng couldn't resist. "You promised to give me a kiss."
Then he gave her a swift peck on her cheek.
