Cooking For Him Just Once

Just as Moh Yanchen and Wu Hao finished their conversation, they heard a noise coming from the kitchen. Moh Yanchen raised his head to look at the second floor then walked towards the kitchen.

The smell of delicacies wafted from inside. The aroma tingled his nostrils, causing his appetite to soar.

He leaned against the door and looked at the petite figure busying herself inside. Shen Chengjing had gathered her hair into a ponytail and worn a long sweater. Her sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing her fair hands. She seemed to be familiar with chopping and stir-frying vegetables, and even hummed a tune from time to time.