Huo Shaohua rested his chin on her shoulder, bending down to tie the apron for her from behind.
"Wearing an apron like this won't get your clothes dirty." He slightly tilted his head to look at her, his gaze a bit intense,
"Thank you." Tian Xingyun's small face turned red in an instant, her breath caught as she lowered her head, just resting against his chest.
She pushed him away awkwardly, trying to retreat to keep her distance from him.
The kitchen floor was slippery with water, and as she took a step back, she lost her balance and fell forward.
She landed directly in his arms, her hands instinctively grabbing onto his waist.
Luckily, she didn't fall, but it scared her to death!
Huo Shaohua's hand froze in mid-air, and he lowered his lips to look at the woman currently holding onto him.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine..." Tian Xingyun's face pressed tightly against his chest, she closed her eyes and answered him in a low voice.
