After admiring for quite some time, she finally rolled up her sleeves. "I'll do it. You've been running around with me all day, sit down and rest for a while. I'll let you taste my cooking in a bit."
Haoming was taken aback, then he looked at her steadily for a long while, but he didn't vie with her for the work. Instead, he moved a little stool and obediently sat under the eaves, watching her wash and chop the vegetables.
"Meow-wow—" A filthy little kitten scrambled up the wall, and Dong Huiying glanced at it, feeling that it seemed... somewhat familiar?
The kitten meowed again and then lightly leapt down from the wall, charging towards Haoming, who was sitting on the stool, and directly jumped into his arms, affectionately rubbing its little head against him.
Haoming awkwardly smiled. He held the kitten and looked at Dong Huiying with some concern.
Dong Huiying: "Pff!"
