Mission completed!

Yin ya's actions were naturally noticed by Yuan Zhou.

Yuan Zhou's hands were very good-looking. The joints were distinct and slender, and his skin was delicate. All of these were for the sake of maintaining his skin when cooking precious ingredients.

However, he was a chef after all. He could easily flip the two stir-frying pans in his left and right hands, not to mention that he had abdominal muscles. Yin ya's struggling strength was just like scratching an itch and it was impossible for her to break free.

Therefore, Yin ya struggled for quite a while but still couldn't take her hand out. However, Yuan Zhou didn't hold it tightly. Instead, he looked like he was holding it loosely but couldn't take it away no matter what.

"Yuan Zhou," Yin ya said worriedly and shyly.

"Yes, I'm here." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and said primly.

"Let go, I'm going back." Yin ya was touched by Yuan Zhou's words and couldn't help becoming gentle again as she said in a low voice.