"It's said that there are a few chefs who indeed require different environments when cooking, and they might even change into special outfits to pursue the artistry of their cuisine. Could Beast Lin be one of those chefs? But why does it always feel so strange?"
Lin Hai gently caressed his towel, squirming with extreme shyness as he said, "CEO, come on, it's my first time doing this, so direct I'm a bit embarrassed, but as long as you like it, I can still accept it."
Watching Lin Hai's coquettish behavior, Ouyang Xiaoya's eyes widened, not understanding what on earth he was talking about.
"What exactly are you trying to say? I want to eat noodles!" Ouyang Xiaoya frowned slightly.
Lin Hai became even more bashful, murmuring, "I'll follow your orders, CEO."
"Then hurry up and cook the noodles for me, I want to eat!"
Ouyang Xiaoya was getting slightly angry now; her stomach had already begun to grumble.
"Oh, CEO, don't be mad, I'll cook the noodles for you right away."