Instead of taking Zhou Liying to some restaurant, Mu Yuehan brought her to his penthouse. He wanted to fill her tummy by himself. He knew some dishes which he could pull effectively without wasting much time.
"I am impressed with your skills," Zhou Liying was now seated on the bar stool on the kitchen island and was looking at Mu Yuehan. He was mixing pasta in the sauce and was making garlic bread at the same time.
With the sleeves of his black shirt folded up, hands mixing the pasta, he looked very handsome and sexy. She felt as if she was watching some cooking show.
"Haven't you heard that the way to your girl's heart is from her stomach, I am just testing this saying?" Mu Yuehan smiled at her and served the now prepared dishes in serving bowls.
"I am feeling hungrier after inhaling this aroma and seeing the presentation." She mumbled greedily and hungrily.
