"I'll make a hearty dish for you to celebrate at lunch."
Zhuo Qianqian licked her lips, "Boss, just make spare rib and bean noodle stew, and make a lot. My three roommates can join in too."
In fact, Great Border Province is also a carbohydrate haven, with noodles and naan being indispensable in their meals. Zhuo Qianqian hadn't had noodles in a while, and she was really craving them.
Wang Fan leaned his face over, tapping his cheek with his finger.
Zhuo Qianqian's fair cheeks blushed slightly, but she still boldly kissed Wang Fan on the cheek.
Just as Wang Fan, feeling smug, was about to start cooking, Zhuo Qianqian let out a light hum and leaned her face closer to his.
Her eyes carried a hint of mischief, and mimicking Wang Fan's earlier gesture, she gently tapped her own cheek with her finger.
Wang Fan's face turned red, and he was momentarily stunned, his gaze irresistibly drawn to Zhuo Qianqian's action.
