"No peeking, go to the living room."
She pointed towards the living room from behind the door, insisting he leave.
Quan Jingwu's eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips held a faint smile as he walked into the living room to abide by her wishes.
Jian Qing watched him walk off before turning around to start.
With the distant memories of the past in mind, she took a few eggs from the refrigerator. Taking a big bowl, she started to crack the eggs.
Clang.
The cold liquid carrying the yolk flowed out and fell steadily into the big bowl, except there were a few bits of eggshell floating on top of the yolk.
The corner of Jian Qing's mouth twitched. She took a quick glance at the outside, fearing Quan Jingwu would catch sight of this embarrassing scene.
Had she really forgotten her kitchen skills from not cooking for so long?
She shook her head and returned to cracking the eggs.
