The kitchen was constantly filled with the enticing aroma of food.
Through the semi-transparent kitchen door and window, a tall and handsome figure could be seen bustling near the stove.
In the warmly lit living room, Zhao Shuangshuang, dressed in hot pants and a small vest, her fair skin suggestive and enticing, suddenly shook her absent-minded roommate and bestie, then teased with a full face:
"Wen Wen, I really didn't see it coming. You kept it so well hidden. You never showed any sign before. I just tried to probe a bit and he didn't even give me a second glance. His mind is all on you, and on top of being handsome, he can cook and take care of people. Wen Wen, you've got good taste!"
At these words, Chu Wen, who was sitting quietly on one side, turned her head to glance in the direction of the kitchen. Having just changed into her home clothes in the bedroom, she now sat, dressed coolly, and spoke in an even and serious tone:
