Kassidy Dean did not like Martez Parkerr's overly friendly manner at all. When had she ever said she would cook instant noodles for him?
"Where are the instant noodles? I'll do it myself." Martez Parkerr said as he took off his suit jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and revealed his strong, muscular arms.
Kassidy Dean was not in the mood to appreciate his muscular build. She had average aesthetic taste, so even if he showed her, she wouldn't know how to appreciate it.
Seeing him trying to unbutton his shirt collar, she couldn't stand it any longer and said, "I'll do it."
An incoming guest should at least show some politeness. Anyone who didn't know would think this was his own home.
"You look like you don't really want to cook instant noodles for me. Compared to seven years ago, you've become stingy. You call me your senior in your mouth, but in your heart, you wish I would just leave, right?" Martez teased.