A harmonious and warm atmosphere filled the apartment that was filled with the aura of a man. Min Zhong's thin and tender lips were tightly pressed together, as if he had thought of something. His handsome and heroic eyebrows knitted and relaxed for a moment.
Ye Xiu's busy and petite figure was slowly enveloped by a faint smoke and became slightly fuzzy. The fear in Min Zhong's heart turned into an impulse and immediately broke out of the cocoon.
Because she was worried that Min Zhong would get impatient after waiting for too long, Ye Xiu very quickly and skillfully made a few simple dishes. She did not even bother to wipe the sweat on her forehead that came out from the steam. Her hand kept flipping the spatula in her hand. Just as she was concentrating, she suddenly fell into the familiar embrace.