"Wanwan, what are you doing?"
When Xiao Chong suddenly appeared at the kitchen door, he really gave Lin Wanwan a fright.
It was summer, and there was no air conditioner at Lin Wanwan's place. During the day the front and back doors were left wide open for ventilation, with only the courtyard gate closed, which of course couldn't keep Xiao Chong out.
"You… how do you walk without making a sound!" Lin Wanwan glared at him.
Xiao Chong blinked his peach blossom eyes innocently. "Really? I scared you? Sorry."
Lin Wanwan huffed, turned back around, and tried to hurriedly clean everything up.
But she didn't have time to hide it at all; he'd seen everything already, so she simply stopped trying to cover it up.
"Wanwan, are you making chocolate?"
"Yeah." Lin Wanwan griped, "The method they explain online sounds so easy. I get it in my head, but my hands don't. It tastes bad when I make it."
