Not wanting her to notice anything, Rong Shaoze smiled slightly and turned to the living room.
Lin Xinlan watched his back, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes.
During dinner, Rong Shaoze ate a lot.
He finished all the dishes she made.
Lin Xinlan was very happy, Rong Shaoze said, "You should cook for me every day from now on."
"Okay." She was more than willing.
Time quickly passed to evening, Lin Xinlan returned to her bedroom, took a bath and was just about to rest when she heard a knock on the door.
She went over to open the door and saw Rong Shaoze standing at the entrance.
"What's up?" she asked in confusion.
Having just finished her bath, her hair was still damp.
She was holding a towel in one hand, drying her hair, a few strands sticking to her fair face, black and white in contrast, exuding a chaste vibe.
Rong Shaoze's gaze darkened, his tall figure squeezed in and he closed the door behind him.
