Ye Jiajia wrapped the grape seeds from her mouth in a tissue and threw it into the trash bin.
She was very curious about how Gu Xu managed to beguile her parents in the kitchen, so she got up and headed there.
Having not done household chores for a long time, she intended to cook with her mother to treat their guest, Gu Xu.
However, the tables were turned.
The "guest" in the kitchen was proficiently chopping vegetables, wearing an apricot, his shirt sleeves rolled up.
The potato was thinly sliced under his knife.
The 'thunk, thunk, thunk' of his chopping suggested his regularity in the kitchen and the mastery of his knife work.
His silhouette emanated not only handsomeness and height, but also a strong homely vibe.
Ye Jiajia squatted at the swinging door of the kitchen, her eyes never straying from Gu Xu's back.
She watched him chit-chatting with her parents while preparing the food, looking as if they had known each other for a long time.
