Isn't this my specialty dish?
Yan Bao, just an assistant chef, what kind of steamed egg can she make?
As soon as Shen Baobao heard this, she strode towards the small kitchen. Hmm, it's time for Chef Shen to show off her skills.
When she arrived at the small kitchen, it was quiet inside, with no sound of the exhaust fan or kitchen utensils. Chef Shen poked her head in with a puzzled look, only to see Yan Bao standing on a box of potatoes, passionately kissing Ren Jie, whose arm was in a sling.
Oh ho!
Shu Baobao was right.
Even with her arm in a sling, she lacks restraint.
When people hit thirty and go crazy, it's really beyond this young girl's comprehension.
"Ahem... are you two done with your CPR? Hurry out, everyone's concerned about Officer Ren's injury. If you don't come out soon, it's not just going to be me watching a sea lion fight."
Ren Jie immediately released Chen Yan, his face turning red.
But Chen Yan calmly stepped down from the box of potatoes:
