Zhe Ye took off his general's uniform, his black shirt stretched full across his physique. Every wrinkle perfectly accentuated the subtle lines, the topmost button at the collar accentuating his long neck, and the distinctly shaped Adam's apple just visible above the collar, moving irresistibly every time he spoke.
He folded the cuffs a few times upward, revealing his strong forearms.
"I'll just whip up a couple of dishes quickly; the delivery services should be suspended by now." He pulled a pink apron over himself.
No matter how you looked at it, there was a subtle sense of absurdity.
Especially since the loosely tied apron encircled his sturdy waist, a large bow tied at the back.
Shi Jue sat attentively beside Ruan Li, serving tea, pouring water, and asking about her well-being.
He watched as Ruan Li pinched a few honey-flavored fries to eat, his cheeks turning red repeatedly, hesitating to speak several times.
"Shi Jue, do you have something to say to me?"
