The man admitted it too directly, leaving Song Qiao momentarily speechless, probably also because the man's gaze was too blatant, making Song Qiao momentarily not know where to place her hands and feet.
This man's gaze was just too overwhelming, making Song Qiao feel as if she wasn't wearing any clothes.
The two young men had already left at some point, leaving only the two of them in the kitchen.
But just when Song Qiao felt at a loss, the man slightly furrowed his brows and spoke in a deep voice, "What's burned?"
Song Qiao snapped back to reality upon hearing this and quickly ran to the stove nearby, opening one of the pot lids to find the dish inside starting to burn. She quickly poured a bowl of water inside.
The man glanced at Song Qiao's back, raised his eyebrows, but said nothing, turning directly and walking out.
By the time Song Qiao turned back from finishing the dish, the man's figure had already disappeared.
