Xu Boyan looked down at the picture on his phone, a thick laugh spreading across his face.
The child is truly beautiful. Just her figure seen from behind is enough to captivate people.
He put his phone back into his pocket, a smile still on his face, as he watched the bustling girl.
His phone in the pocket was vibrating continuously, but he ignored it.
"Okay, wash your hands and let's eat."
Lu Qingyi cooked very quickly. In no time, the meal was ready. She turned around to face Xu Boyan and spoke.
"Sure."
Xu Boyan got up, washed the dishes, and started setting the table.
It almost felt like they were an old married couple.
"When did you learn to cook, kiddo?"
The dishes Lu Qingyi cooked were colorful, fragrant, and utterly delicious, making them incredibly tempting.
"When I was five," Lu Qingyi replied honestly.
My grandmother was a teacher in a small town. Sometimes because of her work at school, she would often come home very late.
