Gu Zi lifted the lid of the pot, revealing the water that had been boiling in preparation. She was about to add the dumplings when she became aware of the man's presence behind her. Perhaps it was due to his towering height, but his presence in the same space was undeniably strong, impossible to ignore.
Gu Zi's heart quickened for a moment. Before she could utter a word, his hand naturally found its way to her waist, guiding her gently to stand beside him. As Gu Zi glanced sideways at him, he took the plate from her hands and began to add the dumplings to the boiling water.
Even though he didn't utter words like "With me here, there's no need for you to lift a finger," Gu Zi instantly understood his affection for her. She watched his handsome, impeccable profile, her heart filled with warmth and trembling. The atmosphere between them was decidedly intimate, enough to make any onlooker blush and their heart race.