In Lu Xiaoyou's clear black and white eyes, there was sheer panic.
Oh my god! She hadn't misheard, had she?
Could anything made by Boss Long actually be edible?!
"Just have the servants prepare it, don't work too hard~" If Xiliang really cooked, she feared she might starve before getting a chance to eat.
"It's 1 a.m. now," Xiliang said, "I find them noisy."
With no other choice, Xiaoyou let go of Xiliang's hand, as he left the bedroom and entered the kitchen.
The mansion had several kitchens, a large one used by the professional chef team, a second one for the servants, and a small kitchen outside Xiaoyou's room.
She arrived at the entrance of the small kitchen, watching Xiliang stand before the stove. His tall figure seemed perfectly at home in the kitchen.
He didn't put on an apron, and had taken off his suit jacket, wearing just a white shirt and black dress pants.
His pants got wet while bathing Xiaoyou, and he hadn't had time to change them yet.
