Huang Qingtian rushed home as soon as he received the message that Mu Keren was crying.
However, as soon as he stepped into the house, he smelled the fragrance of food wafting from the kitchen.
After getting past the little White Fox twirling around him, he arrived at the kitchen and saw this scene—
Mu Keren, her long hair tied up at the back of her head with a small clip, was busy at the stove.
Probably because the noise from the exhaust fan was too loud, she didn't notice Huang Qingtian's approach.
At that moment, she must have finished the soup as she was tasting it with a small spoon.
Perhaps the soup was too hot, she stuck out her little tongue after being scalded!
And it was at this moment that Huang Qingtian embraced her in his arms.
"Huang Qingtian?" Mu Keren, who had been deeply focused on cooking and had not noticed his return, was still in a daze after being pulled into his embrace.
