"Then let go of me if you want me to cook."
Lu Chenjun's grip only tightened and he said, "It's okay. I can hug you like this as you cook."
'Shameless!' That was the only word that came into Elena's mind as she scrunched her face up.
Elena ended up cooking with Lu Chenjun shamelessly sticking to her back like glue.
"Hurry and eat and leave," Elena said as she slammed the plate onto the table.
"Okay." Lu Chenjun obediently sat down and began eating his omelet.
"Mm. . ." he said sarcastically and made a thumbs-up sign with his left hand.
"Shut up and eat."
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Lu Chenjun opened the window and allowed the cold air to ventilate the car. He took his phone out from his pocket and dialed a number.
A playful male voice sounded, "When did Director Lu have the spare time to call me?"
"I need your help."
The man chuckled, "Show some sincerity, please."
"Shut up, I need you to direct a movie."
