The woman, who was not skilled at cooking, miraculously started learning how to cook.
She began with the simplest dishes and gradually progressed.
Mu Jingnan stepped into the kitchen and saw her busy figure, chopping vegetables and stirring food with a spatula in the pot.
The aroma of the food spread through the air, and Mu Jingnan leaned against the door frame.
Unexpectedly, one day she would have such a domestic side.
His eyes gradually became dreamy as he looked at her busy figure, he felt a long-lost happiness.
She wasn't busy for him, yet this scene was deeply etched in his mind.
Clang!
Busy and flustered, her hand slipped, and the spatula fell to the ground.
Situ Yunshu bent down to pick it up, but a hand reached out and picked up the spatula before her.
Her gaze slowly lifted, "Is it you?"
When did he arrive?
Mu Jingnan took the spatula and went to the tap to clean it, "I've been here for a while, you just didn't notice."
