Lin Nuan hurriedly passed the chopsticks in her hand to Fu Huai'an. Fu Huai'an's hand touched her fingers and she felt a slight tingle in her fingertips…
She stood at the side and watched Fu Huai'an, surrounded by the humid steam.
Lin Nuan had never expected that the man in his formal wear would actually be so good in the kitchen.
When Lin Nuan stayed with the Lins, her father and brother were often busy with the company's matters and had never entered the kitchen. They were completely lost when it came to anything that involved cooking, so Lin Nuan naturally assumed that men who wore suits never entered the kitchen.
Lin Nuan was still standing at the side, immersed in random thoughts.
"Pass me a bowl…"
Hearing Fu Huai'an's voice, Lin Nuan brought a bowl over…
Seeing the hot noodles taken out of the pot, Lin Nuan didn't know if it counted as egg noodles that she'd prepared for Tuan Tuan.
