Try laughing again, I dare you.
Heeding the warning from a certain someone, Si Limo stifled his laughter and stretched out his hand to wipe off a small blob of white flour on her face. The pair of deep, inky eyes right in front of hers seemed to carry the warmth of a setting sun, promising to warm up her entire heart.
"Alright, let's cook together today."
"Mm." Qiao Xiaren gave a soft laugh. "Considering the hardship you're going through this month, I'll indulge you by making a meal."
"Good girl."
Si Limo reached out to grip her shoulders, turning her around to instruct her on cutting vegetables.
"Hold it like this."
his warm body curled around hers from behind, holding her hand firmly. Qiao Xiaren held the handle of the knife, slowly cutting the vegetables.
After a few cuts, Qiao Xiaren got the hang of it. Seeing that he was still holding her hand, she nudged him with an elbow, "Okay, I've got it. I don't need you to teach me."