Time rewinds back to noon. Zhou Zhijun looked at the various dishes she had prepared, her eyes flashing an inexplicable look.
As a senior chef and health instructor, she knew well the 'aphrodisiac' effect of certain dishes, especially on young men who were brimming with vitality. After consuming them, although they would not be burnt by lust, at least there would be a physical reaction that stirred fantasies and intensified interest in certain areas, but it certainly would not cause discomfort or unnatural feelings.
Now that it was lunchtime, the two people upstairs should be coming out soon.
At this thought, a faint smile emerged on the coquettish face of Zhou Zhijun.
At that moment, the sound of a door opening came from upstairs. Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhijun instantly resumed her dignity. Taking off the apron she was wearing, her cotton short-sleeved top immediately highlighted her eye-catching bust. After folding her apron neatly, she gently put it in the cabinet.
