"Sissi?"
At the kitchen door, Luo Ke's voice came.
Hearing his voice, Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly turned her face and looked at him.
"What are you doing here?" Luo Ke walked over, his brows slightly furrowed.
"I'm learning how to make Cake from the head chef, sir." Luo Xiaoqian answered with a smile.
"Really?" Luo Ke's gaze swept over the flour on her clothes, and he raised his hand, wanting to pick it off for her.
Luo Xiaoqian took a step back. "No need, you'll get your suit dirty. I'll go take a shower and change in a bit."
She had never been used to Luo Ke's closeness, and now, with Leng Zimo standing there, she felt even more unwilling to be close to him—especially unwilling to be too intimate with him in front of Leng Zimo.
Only, in order not to arouse Luo Ke's suspicion, she deliberately said it like that.
"Shall I walk you upstairs?" Luo Ke asked gently.
