Gu Nanqiao quickly averted her gaze and started eating dinner.
Dinner was prepared by him — four dishes and one soup, a mix of meat and vegetables which was reasonably matched.
Gu Nanqiao picked up a piece of spare ribs. Originally, she didn't feel like eating and was only eating so as not to go hungry, but unexpectedly, the taste was quite good.
She hadn't eaten all day and was indeed a bit hungry, so she ate a bit more.
After dinner, Mo Feng went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. There were no servants here, so he had to do everything himself.
Gu Nanqiao sat on the sofa, her eyes darting toward the kitchen for a moment, where she noticed his slightly bent figure standing in front of the sink.
His body was tall and straight, exuding an attractive sexiness.
Such a man seemed completely out of place in a kitchen, but it rather gave him a distinctive charm.
Mo Feng squeezed some detergent into the bowl, seemingly noticing Gu Nanqiao's gaze. He turned and glanced at her.
