In one morning, the two didn't waste any time, and Zhuang Su did her best to help Su Chengxuan grasp some basic grammar as quickly as possible.
By noon, Su Chengxuan could barely carry on some simple conversations with Zhuang Su.
Even though Su Chengxuan didn't like to study before, he wasn't completely clueless.
"Shushu, you take a break first, I'll go cook."
"How about I help you?"
Su Chengxuan couldn't help but glance at her, she had very beautiful hands.
Su Chengxuan was very doubtful, could Zhuang Su cook?
Take Su Jingyu for example, her cooking was still very bad, though there was a slight improvement.
Zhuang Su noticed the doubtful expression on Su Chengxuan's face, her brows slightly furrowed, "What, you don't believe me?"
"No, just don't want you to work so hard, just wait for the food, okay?"
Looking at her slender fingers, he was reluctant to let her go into the kitchen.
Besides, guests shouldn't be expected to go into the kitchen, right?
