Yan Su honestly felt that she might die of suffocation if she spent too much time with him.
She glared at him and said, "Why didn't you worry about that before when you were at my place?"
"I didn't realize that I liked you back then. When I like someone, I tend to be really nice to her." While speaking, Mo Liuxi smoothly peeled the hami melon, getting rid of the seeds. He did it quietly and concentratedly, with his eyes dropped. His neat and elegant movements made him look like an artist.
Looking at him, Yan Su's heart somehow thumped. She hurriedly picked up the washed fruit and left.
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In the living room, Luosang rested her chin on a palm. She heard Mo Liuxi's voice, and sighed. "I'm suddenly jealous of Liuxi's future girlfriend. He's so good at cooking. Unlike him, Junting can be a disaster in the kitchen. Apart from that, he is so blindly confident. He always believes his food is extremely delicious and makes me eat all of it. So painful."
