His voice was soft and gentle as it reached her ears. She smiled softly, her gaze falling in the distance, "I can do it, I promised to cook for you." When he said that, did he mean he would come back for dinner?
"Alright, I'll hang up now. You go prepare dinner, remember to ask Sister Huan for help, don't wear yourself out." He had tasted her cooking before, and it was truly delicious. But he really didn't want her to tire herself out, and she still had to take care of him in the evening.
He put down his phone, suddenly imagining that delicate figure busy in the kitchen. He had never felt such a subtle feeling before! His woman cooking for him, of course, he was delighted!
Xia Qingqian was willing, even happily willing to cook for him. She never minded how the cooking fumes might affect her skin. Such a simple woman was exactly what he wanted.
When he was with Shen Youran before, she would only make him noodles, never a sumptuous dinner.
