"Alright, Master! No problem, Master!" Chef nodded obediently. He pretended like he did not know anything. He turned around and looked outside at the person who was still chatting happily with Chan Ji. Then, he turned back to glance at Shen Ying, who was just in front of him. For some reason, he flushed.
Suddenly, he pulled her over and planted a kiss on her lips in a flash. Then, he put distance between them again. His face turned a much deeper shade of red. He pressed his fingers to his own lips. She tasted like osmanthus cakes. She was indeed so sweet!
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Shen Ying: "…" Could he be more serious about kissing her? Did he think they were still playing games?
"Che-"
