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"Alright then!"
Mai Xiaomai, covering her forehead that he had flicked red, muttered, "If I'm not cute, then I'm not cute."
After saying that, she obediently took out the vegetables and meat and started to get busy.
Qiao Chutian also rolled up his sleeves and got busy with his work.
Mai Xiaomai occasionally looked up at him, noticing that when he prepared the ingredients, he was also quite serious, seemingly forgetting everything around him. The noon sunlight, warm and gentle, streamed through the window and cast its light on his face, adding a touch of softness, a hint of domesticity.
How handsome a man is when he's serious!
She couldn't help but think of this phrase again.
After washing the vegetables, she asked him how to cut the meat.
Qiao Chutian told her one by one.
Mai Xiaomai, following his instructions, cut the meat very beautifully and neatly, and then the remaining work was Qiao Chutian's.
"Impressive!"
