Meng Huang struggled to extricate herself from Chen Mobai's embrace, her beautiful cheek flushed
with red as she quickly escaped to the kitchen.
Chen Mobai was a decent cook, often preparing meals for himself when his parents were working late in his childhood.
However, compared to Meng Huang, he was certainly less skilled.
Watching her move her smooth and delicate legs into the kitchen, Chen Mobai felt that she had worked hard in her cultivation the previous night. He decided it would be better to go and help her.
It was quite a while before a simple breakfast was finally prepared.
The two of them didn't sit facing each other as they used to, they sat side by side, creating an intimate atmosphere.
After eating for a while and cleaning the table, Chen Mobai and Meng Huang looked at each other.
Outside of cultivation, they did not have much in common so they suddenly found themselves in an awkward silence.
"How about I guide you in your practice again?"
