In fact, Lu Shu felt that something was wrong too, as if Hai Gongzi was restraining himself. Lu Shu used to wonder whether Hai Gongzi had a card up his sleeve to rebel against his master, but it seemed unlikely given that Hai Gongzi had not used it after so many days…
At the moment, Lu Shu felt more sorry for the piles of peeled potatoes and chopped vegetables than the loss of his blood… Bloody hell, he could never finish them all.
Lu Shu turned to Li Yixiao and asked, "Why are you here?"
Looking at Lu Shu's wasted and colorless face, Li Yixiao mumbled, "It's Chinese New Year soon. I thought you wouldn't want to celebrate it alone, so I'd like to invite you over to my place for a dinner."
"Your place?" Lu Shu was stunned. "You can cook?"
