I Don't Belong to Only You

Lu Yan held a spatula while he stir fried some vegetables. With the mention of his amputated right leg, he didn't have any expression on his face.

"You want to know about it?"

"You can't tell me about it again?"

He had many secrets, his identity, his sudden death three years ago, his amputated right leg…

He couldn't tell her about any of that.

Lu Yan picked up his chopsticks, bringing a prawn to her mouth. "Why do you ask since you already know? Here, have a taste."

"Oh." An'an opened her mouth and ate the prawn.

At the next moment, she knitted her brows. "It's so salty, did you put too much salt?"

Lu Yan tasted the prawn. Hmm, he really did put too much salt. He had only started learning cooking during the three years he spent in the mountains, but it was a shame, his culinary skills still remained equally bad.

It seemed he was born to be a warrior and wasn't suited to be in the kitchen.