For some reason, Shen Lan suddenly thought about the scene from when she woke up this morning.
Her ears flushed slightly as she turned and headed into the kitchen.
"Just wait in the living room," Shen Lan muttered as she faced away, "I'll make dinner."
"No need." Cheng Yanqing also squeezed into the kitchen.
They exchanged a stare-down.
Cheng Yanqing rolled up his sleeves, "Let me help."
Shen Lan couldn't help but lose her composure.
As she rinsed the vegetables, she eyed Cheng Yanqing out of the corner of her eye.
She had to admit, Cheng Yanqing was very handsome.
Broad shoulders, slim waist, even his frowns and smiles had a certain charm about them.
However, Shen Lan spotted a problem...
Cheng Yanqing had no idea about sorting vegetables.
He got rid of all the celery leaves, even the leaves on the bok choy...
Shen Lan was slightly frustrated.
"Cheng Yanqing, what are you doing? Don't you know the basics of sorting veggies? How did you manage to live this far?"
